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Vladmir Cortgrake
With the night swiftly upon the kingdom, and the moon now angry that she shone dimly, Vladmir was well cloaked as he made for the cold cell on his quaters. He had specifically requested that the famous wood elf be held there, so as to prevent the king from knowing a rebel dared attack the wall. He would have their heads, his first since extinguishing the rebels was his sole duty.
On reaching the cell, he nodded to the vampire guard standing by. The man opened the cell and bowed again. Vladmir walked in, his leather boots making little splash on the damp ground.
"How are you enjoying the hospitality?" he asked the sprawled elf who seemed to be fading quickly like a whithered rose.
With the night swiftly upon the kingdom, and the moon now angry that she shone dimly, Vladmir was well cloaked as he made for the cold cell on his quaters. He had specifically requested that the famous wood elf be held there, so as to prevent the king from knowing a rebel dared attack the wall. He would have their heads, his first since extinguishing the rebels was his sole duty.
On reaching the cell, he nodded to the vampire guard standing by. The man opened the cell and bowed again. Vladmir walked in, his leather boots making little splash on the damp ground.
"How are you enjoying the hospitality?" he asked the sprawled elf who seemed to be fading quickly like a whithered rose.
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