Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160807152142/@comment-17114085-20161102130803

Reus felt his throat tighter, as if an invisible hand was choking his neck.

The vampire backed away from the cell, his grasped his own neck as if he was also being choked.

"Enough." said the Red eyed woman that walked down the stone steps. She walked down the steps until she reached the bottom and began walking to the center of the large room. All the while both Reus and the vampire could barely breath.

The other thralls backed away as she passed, afraid to catch her attention.

"I will not have you playing with our food." She said. She stated down at the other vampire, who bent down and bowed to her.

He felt his throat released and spoke. "Blood-Matron, I am sorry. It will not happen again."

"It won't." Bal assured him. "Now go clean up the mess you made with that thrall." She ordered, referring to the one he had killed.

The vampire bowed and went over to drag the body out of the room.

Reus finally felt his throat released as Mother Bal looked at him with her cold red eyes. "Do not provoke my brood, Witcher, or I will end you. I don't require you specifically, I can always just capture the Witcher from Bruma to replace you." Despite the two being at equal height, she looked down on him, acting as if he was a worm beneath her.