The graver keeper says watching the same two figures walk their way over to him as Marcus and Neva are getting closer they get a picture of what he looks like.He has droopy tangerine-colored eyes. His fine, straight, short hair is the color of summer leaves with bits of gray showing, meaning the man is near reaching his old age and is worn in a simple style. He is very short and has a graceful build. His skin is cream-colored.“Graver keeper, we need you to bury these bodies we have here.” Neva was the one to speak to the man first.That man looked at the horse, seeing that it was getting tired while carrying the number of corpses on its back, showing to be tired by the weight on the poor creature's back. “So you want me to put those bodies in the ground for you two?” the grave keeper says giving an off-putting tone that makes the two think he may have an issue with it. “Is that a problem for you knowing it's your job to put bodies in the ground isn’t it,” Marcus asked, wanting to
That was the utmost worst question to ask someone that sort of thing.“Are you an idiot or something? The girl finally spoke and it was to insult Hobert.“Hey there's no need for that, I just didn't have anything to start with as a conversation, so I picked that to be it," Hobert says trying to defend his reason for the question that he asks."And that was the best one you can come up with, surely you would have done better than that to start a conversation with someone." The girl said, sounding disappointed."Well, I am a bit curious about the slave thing. I mean I have seen some unfortunate poor fools sold off like that back in the town in the market area when I was a guard." Hobert says.She went back to being quiet which made him think the talk had come to a quick end."I was sold to that man by my parents when he offered them money." She says with that sad tone."Your parents sold you for money. It's unbelievable how much people can do that to their child." It was not a hundred p
That voice was the ghost of his former self walking beside the current Marcus of the present when on the hunt to feed. “Again you do not understand, I need to feed and if I don’t get it then I will go mad from starvation,” Marcus says back, annoyed further. “Why must it be this way surly the animals could be the best main choice to be food instead of a living being." The past he said offered such a suggestion. "The blood of the beastly creatures do not match well with that of living humans in pure taste." He responded since have fed on animals a while ago. At the same time keep on moving, looking to find a lonely human that would be around this time or a traveler passing by. "That is only because you refuse to stay on feeding on animals when you know you can do it truly to keep from taking lives." His dead self from the past says. "Let it go, I don't want to have this talk with myself like this. I need to stop this madness somehow." Marcus never likes to hear the ghost of what he
Marcus walks himself into the river water and the distance between him and the deep-tanned female gets smaller with each step."Don't make this more difficult than it has to be, I much rather have my food easy without the fighting needing to happen,” Marcus says getting ready for the fight. “Stupid vampire, I’m going to do more than put up a struggle against you as a night creature like you will taste the only blood is your own.” He couldn't understand what she had said since it seemed to be from a native language, yet it was not hard to get a feeling that something unkind came out of that mouth.So Marcus had the small crossbow fire at the female to be a distraction for just a second knowing there wasn’t a chance of the arrow hitting. Once seeing her use the Khopesh sword in hand to block away the arrow that was all the opening he needed going forward at full speed.Marcus goes for the grab so he can sink his fangs into her neck, yet that chance gets intercepted when she had her l
She says right as that same hand turns sideways like a pointed arrow against his chest. Staying that way for a few seconds until there was a quick movement when that hand turned into a fist striking hard and fast like lighting against the chest.Marcus felt this thought at first this deep-tone female was trying to punch her way free.Yet it was not the case there was this intense pain that forced him to remove his fangs to deal with this matter."What…. Have you done….. to me." He asked between broken breaths."You shouldn't have bitten me." She says to him in a cold tone.Then strikes again, this time aiming for the neck using that hand to quickly chop where the breathing gets cut off. It didn't stop there as she did an open-palm uppercut. This attack was to cause a disabled connection to the nerve that controls movement.Marcus falls onto his knee getting deeper into the water right before her."Now I have you at my mercy. Have you ever experienced a thing or is it mostly those of y
The grave keeper said by the way that came out of his mouth there was a slight sadness that Neva had no trouble in detecting it. She can have a telling feeling that something in the man's past was not a good one to talk about so easily. “A soldier you say, I take it that something not well happened in your past life is that right,” Neva says carefully, wanting to not overstep at the moment. “You're right something did happen, you see I was a soldier of a high-rank commanding officer named Abraham Hoffman. I once served under the Liqathen kingdom and my home was targeted by an army of Orcish beings which suddenly took the whole land by surprise.” it was all that he planned to give and nothing more. “That…. Can’t say anything to share any same understanding feelings on that as I was a baby left at the door of an order that took me in to give me a place to call him.” Neva says, staring at the fire with focus. Abraham gives the girl a moment before he could ask a question seekin
When Neva opens and closes the door of the grave keeper's home the great heightens the ability to hear things at a further range than those of normal.What is brought to her ears are the sounds of two fighting against one another to take one's life in this conflict. It is clear what this could mean that Marcus found prey.Yet prey isn’t an easy target given the difficulties that someone makes for its attacker. “Oh no Marcus you are a fool to have tried feeding,” she says where no time was wasted.Hurrying at the fastest speed to find those two locations where it would not take long for her to find and discover the sight of a deep-toned woman about to cut off the head of Marcus down on his knees.She had to quickly speak out to stop what was about to happen.”Wait don’t kill him,” +++++++++++++“Who are you?.” the woman asked, keeping the Khopesh sword at the base of Marcus' neck while looking at the female who had just shown up.“My name is Neva, I serve The order
Marcus says that to be a little joke after just having blood from Neva that was offered for him to drink and filled the hunger to completion."Whatever you say, just let me know that I have your word that you won't try any further." Neva looks him in the eyes waiting to hear his answer."Fine, I will for now that is," Marcus tells her.No longer is there a need to feed as he will humor this matter for the time being?“I think we can now have a chance at talking normally now don’t you think you two,” Neva says as she takes a second to look at the faces of the two the girl is standing between.The deep-tan woman takes a look at the vampire Marcus who stares back at her knowing what each could be thinking at the time.She would love nothing more than to use her Khopesh sword to slash off the creature's head and be done with this.Yet the young female who has given up her blood to the vampire of her own free will does make this interesting to end too soon since never before the woman had