Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20160929162749/@comment-5583506-20161020032443

"Well, where to start?" sighed Vic. "I was... living pretty much by myself. Mom insisted that I should join her coven. Some sort of weird... I don't know... sex cult? Apparently I was concieved during one of their rituals. But I wanted no part in that. Attraction is a sign of weakness. And once you show your weakness in a witch's world, you are pretty much done for. And I intended to live for quite a while."

The dog eyed Tobias curiously. "So I left mom in her murky cavern with her followers to sleep around with all the hapless wanderers that just happened to walk in there. They probably ate them once they were done with them, but what do I know? Anyhow, I found myself a small cottage in the woods, completely cut off from civilization. Have no idea what happened to the previous owners, but I didn't complain. I had found myself a home. Setting up the homefront wasn't easy and I literally had to... ehum... show some 'skin' for the carpenter at the closest town just to have him make me some furnitures at a discount. Got them fairly cheap as it was though. Among some of the books I 'borrowed' from my mother was this strange and ancient tome about how to sustain the vital essence of anything living. It was a ritual on how to make oneself into sort of a living lich, if you will, without all that undead stuff. Eternal life does indeed sound enticing when you are young, pretty and stupid. So, of course I just had to make that my life pursuit; to live forever. However, eternal life would come with a hefty price..."

The dog's voice fell silent, indicating that perhaps it wasn't really all that willing to share the rest of the tale. At least not at the moment.