Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-25038310-20150216153417

Jean Guetierre made his way slowly through the mansion. His mansion was absolutely silent - just like he wanted. He made his way through the hallway on the second floor of the mansion. He entered a room that led to a large bed and luxurious furniture.

The room had all sorts of silverware on its table, clean sheets and bed linnen, crafted by the persuading Khajit traders of Elsweyr. He made his way to the balcony, which overlooked the city of Daggerfall from above.

He looked at the district of the nobility in which he had settled, smiling as he adjusted his hat to fit his head accordingly - which shielded his eyes from the sunlight.

A silhouette entered the room behind him - blonde hair, blue eyes, and a familiar smell. His accomplice.

"Jean. Another loading of low life scum is held captive in the dungeons."

Jean turned around, as he exited the balcony and reentered the room. He extinguished the candles, so that the vampire could merge in to the shadows and get out of the pesky sunglight. He looked at the nobleman in the doorpost, and after a moment of silence, he asked. "How much?"

The nobleman bowed as he replied, holding a hand on his chest. "Two dozen - women, children, and young men - just like you ordered."

"Good. Have you started the experiments?" Jean asked again, turning his back to the nobleman.

"Well, about that.."

Jean raised an eyebrow as he looked over his shoulder, listening closely. He had no time for failures. Stephanie Beafort had failed, and he had to pick up the pace.

"I.. I actually wondered if I maybe can apply... The beastly serum to the subjects."

"We have been over this. The serum doesn't work - turning humanoids into non-humanoid vampiric creatures didn't work - that's why you had to seal all those beasts in the catacombs."

"Y-yes! But I think I found the right solution now! Just let me apply it to them! I swear, it will work!"

"No. You.." Jean Guetierre slowly walked through the man, until he stopped right in front of his accomplice. Thoughts of fear raced through his head as Jean approached him, standing so close to him until he could feel his cold breath in his face. He would've rather run out of the room and never come bac - but he was completely paralyzed of fear. "You will continue the experiments as usual - refrain fom utilizing the middle class and nobility targets - noone cares about those peasants, so nobody will be looking for them."

With that, Jean exited the room, leaving the accomplice alone. The accomplice waited until the footsteps of Jean faded in the background before he grinned.

''Oh Jean, I admire your commands and purpose - but my creations stand higher than anything or anyone. Not even our kind of vampires will stand in the way of them. My - MY plan will be complete soon. Another loading of peasants will be enough, and then I can start my hoky cleansing of the unpure..''

He bit his lip, until drups of blood started dropping of his chin. It was thrilling. This whole plan. It would work. It has to.