Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-5824038-20150620132910

Meledran took the cup, but then put it down.

'Why are we doing this? We aren't playing this for money. We're playing this for information. If you consider what could be a stake here, this is a pointless exericise.'

Nonetheless he shook the cup, but didn't look at his dice. Not just yet.

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In Brightwall, the doctor Quintus Caecilius Clemens was pleased with Lyrissa's progress.

'You know, my dear, you have recovered very well. I imagine you should be able to return to whetever you were doing before, well, whatever happened happened. It has been a pleasure to have you here, but I would hate to keep you cooped up in here for too long.'

(I don't actually remember what went on in the Lyrissa side of the story, but I think it hadn't progressed very far.)

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Hunter had managed to crawl out of the collapsed building, after hours and hours of slowly edging his way through the debris. As he collapsed in the street he was vaguely aware of someone walking up to him.

'Err, hello? Are you okay? Why are your clothes all bloody?'

He looked up, and saw a man standing over him. From his clothing, he could tell that this man was only a commoner, and woudn't be missed. Well, wouldn't be missed by many people.

The vampire smiled, and leapt up with incredible speed, only to lunge forwards and attack the man, his fangs sinking into his victim's neck. The taste was sweeter than anything he had ever tasted before.

The man screamed, but his cries were cut short swiftly as his voicebox ceased to function.