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Alburn shifts his gaze to Prad.

“Nah, I don’t live here. I live in a city, Donshire. It’s a two weeks ride to the west of that small village we came from. Unless you’re talkin about this world, sense your not from here. The world isn’t bad. Before Barghest turned up, the Higher Vampires had everything under control. They provided us with protection, land, all they asked for was tribute once in a while. A fair deal given their power.”

“I once saw a Death Dealer warrior of the council, destroy an entire nest of Lesser Vampires without alerting any of the scum. To think, that was one Higher Vampire, imagine what an army of them could do. Unlike the Lesser Vampires that produce hoards at a time of left unchecked. Those people like me are in high demand. People with the resourcefulness to travel to the dark corners of the world and weed out the beasts.” Alburn pulls out his knife and drives it into the table with a grin.