Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20141113105035/@comment-17114085-20141121231207

(Just got back from College. About the killing Lamae thing...I don't know if that makes sense.)

Despite the Vampire's attitude Naerion remained calm and collected. "So you are an ancient vampire." Naerion said, he didn't look impressed. "Age doesn't equal strength. If you are but a pure-blooded Vampire then you can't defeat entire armies by yourself, your strength has its limits, like all those of your kind." He turned to Eigma. "It seems your assumption that he is overconfident of his own strength is correct."

Eigma smirked.

The Nelthar approached the vampire, both hands behind his back. His eyes were his weapon, their magical effects could bend the will of even the strongest minds to his own. Though he was unsure if he would need to use them, the vampire seemed brash and overly prideful and egotistical...however he was willing to aid him without asking nothing in return. I could use him, one more pawn in my army.. "I accept your initial offer. But what is your name, vampire?" he asked.