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Ellie Coulter

A part mechanical lowborn elf who never seems to leave Alek Constantine's side.

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a character in “Arcanum”, as played by Maree

So begins...

Ellie Coulter's Story

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The rain was pouring down!

One moment it was clear as a starry night, minus the ever persistent fog that laid overhead the city, and then it was raining cats and dogs! The more upper class citizens of Axis had their vassals procure umbrellas, suitcases, or even their ragged jackets to cover their patrons expensive hair. Those who were lowborn fled to awnings or inside shops along the streets.

And then there was Ellie. She stood in the middle of the street with a car putt-putting past her. The poor elf-girl's hair was matted against her skull and her ears drooped. Her clothes clung to her body and the rain was unforgiving with its cold.

"Alek! Alek! Aleeek!" she called, cupping her hands around her mouth. She had lost him. One moment he was there and the next, he was gone!

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter

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The man seemed to have a particular talent for that. With a color shifting cloak, he seemed to blend into the area around him and go on unnoticed by many. But even then, it was a rare gift when he could manage to disappear in plain sight. With a sigh, the man turned to face Ellie, his bright glowing yellow hues glaring at her from the short distance he had gone without her.

The man look strange in this place. Alek stood at least 6 feet tall, his black shaggy hair shaping around his face slightly and a five'o'clock shadow a constant appearance on his face-- Even when he swore he had just shaven. But underneath his cloak, he work a matte black leather armor with a bit of silver trimming, that fit his form better than most, as if he had been born in it. But most strange of all was his bright yellow eyes against his unusually pale complexion and black hair.

"Ellie, will you at least attempt to keep up with me? And get out of the middle of the road before you get hit." He said, his voice deep and gruff with a slight commanding tone. He had never really remembered how he had picked up the strange elf that followed him around like a lost puppy. Just one day, he turned around and she was there. He hadn't been able to completely shake her off since. And so, he felt somewhat responsible for her now.

Alek looked tired, more so than he had in a long while. It was coming close to his hunt night. "And if you get sick, don't think I won't tie you down to the bed until you get better."

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter

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Oh, how, how, how could I lose him!

The thought rolled through her mind again and again. Ellie would never be able to forgive herself if she lost Alek and never found him again. Axis was a large enough city to do so. Most faces Ellie saw in passing on the street she never saw again. And Ellie would absolutely die if Alek had disappeared on her watch!

Tears glittered on her long lashes and obscured her vision, making it swim. Another car whizzed by and almost hit Ellie. "Hey!" she yelled at the driver as she kicked the bumper of the vehicle. "Watch where you're going! You could hit someone!"

Ellie raised a fist to shake but Alek's voice cutting through the rain stopped her. "Alek!" she yelled, once again back to her normal perky self. A smile almost split her face into two halves as she bounded over to him.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I just turned around for a sec-ACHOO!"

She sneezed all over his chest as that was just how high she reached on Alex, even in heeled boots.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter

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Mentally, he shook his head at the woman. She seemed so ditsy compared to most women. Maybe ditsy was not the right term.

Clumsy.

He nodded in agreement with himself. She was bright and cheerful for the most part, but there were days he wondered what she would break more, herself or the stuff she was handling. He placed a hand on her soaking hair and petted her slightly. Sometimes it annoyed her, he thought, but other times she seemed to like it.

At her sneeze however, he sighed and began to unfasten his cloak and place it over her shoulders. The outside of the cloak was soaking wet, but inside was remarkably dry and warm. "There.." He would mutter. "That will hold you until we find an Inn to stay at. Put the hood up." He looked around, his yellow eyes searching the street. He had never been here before. "Have you some clue of a good place to stay here?" He asked.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter

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Outwardly Ellie groaned when Alek petted her, but secretly she enjoyed it. A small blush rose up on her cheekbones when Alek put his cloak around her shoulders. The elf-woman was dwarfed in it and it was heavy. She didn't complain. It belonged to Alek and, as far as Ellie was concerned, she belonged to him!

After all, he had saved her life. Ellie was never going to forget that night where Alek had killed the vampire who attempted to blood her. The vampire had slaughtered everyone except her. Why? Ellie had no idea why she had been chosen. All that mattered to her was that Ellie now believed there truly were vampires and Alek had saved her from one.

Shaking her head clear of memories, Ellie spoke up to Alek. "I thought you had something to do? Don't stop just because I sneezed. It was one sneeze! I thought you had to... you know..." Ellie whispered to Alek, "Feed yourself?" The pitch of her voice rose to extreme highs.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter

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His jaw clenched at the mention of feeding. He slowly glanced around, not noticing if any had heard. Not that they would, she had whispered, but you never know with some creatures who liked to snoop. "I will last a little longer, and you need a dry place." He said reassuringly.

Alek cringed still every time he admitted it. He hated who he was, what he was. "And a sneeze can lead to being sick in bed with a fever if ignored. You remember the last time you caught fever, don't you?" He hoped to have reminded her. If she still was not convinced, he was half tempted to pick her up and carry her. At least that way she wouldn't get lost again.

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"I am fine! I don't know why you think I need to slow down so much! I don't, Alek!" Ellie said, stomping her ragged boot down on the sidewalk. She didn't look very threatening with Alek's massive coat on her, hair dripping with rainwater, and pink cheeks.

"And I survived my fever," Ellie said, throwing her nose into the air to meet his gaze head-on. The elf-girl had barely survived her sickness, mostly due to Alek's nursing. She had been so close to death but one day, the fever broke and she had gotten better. Ellie had just recently got rid of her cough.

"Let's go, big guy," Ellie said, grabbing at his arm, trying to tug him down the street and failing.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter

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Uh-oh. She had stomped her foot. There was no convincing her otherwise now. With a intense stare, he watched as she tried to tug him down the street, although it seemed he didn't even have to try to remain in place. "You know, sometimes it disturbs me that you are more eager about my feeding than I am at times.." He said softly, and eerily calm. "Does it not disturb you of what I am? Considering your history?" He shook his head once again, walking down the street once again without waiting for her to answer.

He remembered what it was like to be alive. He had never given up the traits that had made him a man, although he only saw himself as a monster now. It was what confused him the most about Ellie following him around. Oh, he care for her. But he was frightened more than anything he'd lose himself to the monster he was and he'd lose her too. He wouldn't admit that to her, though. It was almost like admitting he had been wrong after a long and drawn out argument about who was right.

"Either way.. I need to wait until it is darker, and with the traveling we've done today, I need to rest myself." He stated, still hoping to convince her to at least consider an Inn. If he were to make it seem it was more for him than for her, then hopefully she would fall for it.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter

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Ellie followed Alek on his heel. His stride was longer than hers, but Ellie's endurance was unmatched! He was not getting away this time. She looked down at his arm and considered holding it. She hesitated and, seconds later, decided not to touch him. The elf-girl sighed and folded her arms across her chest beneath his cloak.

Ellie cared a great deal for Alek. She wanted to possess romantic feelings for him, and there was a small part that did too. And yet, she couldn't do it. He was after all, not human... or even living. He was a vampire. Alek was the very thing that had almost killed her. Ellie should have been terrified of Alek but she wasn't. There was no trace of fear at all... only worry.

"Maybe you could get some," she leaned over and whispered again to him," food, first." Ellie raised her eyebrows at Alek and narrowly dodged a street lamp. "We do, after all, have that meeting with that man, you know, the one that wanted to talk to us about that plague spreading in Axis?"

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter

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The man wanted to groan, but kept it in. He had honestly forgotten. His fangs even lowered at the thought of feeding, but there was no time for that now. And he did not want to do so in front of Ellie. For some reason, he wanted her to view himself less of a monster than what he considered himself to be. "Maybe later then.." He murmured. "That is important. I shall last as long as he wants to meet with me and then you will find us an Inn while I find food for us both." He muttered.

His yellow hues gazed blankly down the walkway. What could this man possibly want with him about some plague? It could mean only a few things. "Come on, Ellie." He started down the street once again towards the building he had intended to go to before Ellie had lost herself.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter

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It was several seconds before Ellie spoke up to Alek again. "You know..." she said. "You could possibly, you know, with me. I don't think I would mind if you... you know". Alek probably had no idea what Ellie was talking about. She was being vague enough for him to misinterpret or even completely miss what she was attempting to offer him.

"I could eat and then we could get a room and, you know..." Her cheeks flushed an even deeper pink. "You could do it with me." Ellie needed to learn how to speak outright what she wanted. It almost sounded like she was propositioning Alek for sex.

"I mean... if you want. It would be better. We'd be in privacy, alone, you know. There wouldn't be a risk of you getting caught... eating." she whispered, finally clarifying what she was speaking about.

"Oh! There it is! The Whistling Pipe!" Ellie exclaimed. "See? I'm sure that place has rooms and food. I can smell the grilled pigeon from here!" Ellie's stomach rumbled and she grabbed Alek's arm, attempting valiantly to tug him along to the bar.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter

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Alek had misinterpreted what her meaning was at first, turning his gaze to the woman. His eyes seemed to glow even more brightly as she spoke, although none to pleasantly. If the vampire could blush, he probably would have, giving away his thoughts. It wasn't until she mentioned eating that he realized fully of what she was speaking of. He turned his gaze away from her and even the air around him seemed to grow darker.

"No." He stated firmly, harshly. "I will not do that to you, for many reasons Ellie.." He muttered. "There is a reason why I don't even eat in front of you.. Do you really wish to have my shame sink lower by reminding me of what I am..?" He said, a bit more sharply than what he intended. "There is more risk than just getting caught.." He added a bit more softer than he had before. Risk of losing what was left of his humanity was probably what he meant. Or risk of losing her. He physically winced at the idea and swiftly shrugged it off.

His hues shifted over to The Whistling Pipe slowly as she tugged him towards it. He even heard her belly protest. "Speaking of food..." He teased her gently, hoping to keep her mind off the fact the vampire was in need of food as well. "Well, let's get you some." He said, letting her tug him to the bar.

The setting changes from old-quarter to The Whistling Pipe

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Character Portrait: Xavier Skywalker Character Portrait: Otto Bumgarner Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos Character Portrait: Idris Bloodbright

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Not too long after Idris entered did Ellie, tugging Alek along, enter as well. "I'm sooo hungry Alek. I hear this place has good sewer rat kabobs and baked pigeon and potato surprise and... huh?" She stopped. There were two men hovering over a third man, one shocking him and the other supervising. Further inspection showed a woman and one more man sitting apart and alone at their respective tables.

"Alek," Ellie said, scooting behind him. "What's going on?" A chill ran up her arms and Ellie's shoulders shivered. She had a most odd feeling but she shrugged it off. Maybe it was just a drafty room.

Wait a minute, she thought to herself.

"The bird!" Ellie shouted out, pointing to the signal that Talos had placed. "That's the guy. That's our guy! That's the one we have to go talk to, although..." Her voice dropped into another whisper and she leaned in toward Alek's ear. Not that she had to nor did she not realize this but Ellie liked reasons to be close to Alek.

"I didn't exactly tell him that you were coming too. He may be a bit... surprised."

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Character Portrait: Xavier Skywalker Character Portrait: Otto Bumgarner Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos Character Portrait: Idris Bloodbright

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Otto charged his device one more time, took the metal rods and slapped them down onto George's chest, then patted out his smoldering shirt. He then felt his arm to feel his pulse.

"I think he's alive, but his heart is weak. There is not much more what I can do, the rest is up with the lord." HE put his arms under George's arm pits. "Can you grab his legs Xavier, his bed is upstairs" Otto looked around, he were staring, but no one was helping "Self-centered bastards" Otto murmured to himself.

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Character Portrait: Xavier Skywalker Character Portrait: Otto Bumgarner Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos Character Portrait: Idris Bloodbright

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Xavier does what Otto said he grabbed his leg and lift it up and went upstair with Otto, carefully not to shake him much, they go to his room, and they lays him on his bed, but Xavier felt that there's something strange, something he saw and felt many times. "I don't know but, He got healed too quickly, not just from the device you used, I think it's Magic?" He said to Otto. "I don't know but, I just felt like it is, maybe someone here helped him, I saw many magic users from the many missions I done, so somehow I know it." he added.

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Character Portrait: Xavier Skywalker Character Portrait: Otto Bumgarner Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos Character Portrait: Idris Bloodbright

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Alek's boots padded silently, even against this floor, but without his cloak that was still around Ellie's shoulders, he was a black blot against a lit room in his matte armor and, as he felt, stuck out like a sore thumb. He felt unease in this place, and his yellow hues shifted from table to table, gathering as much information as he could from the people around him. He was a hunter, specifically for vampires. And if Ellie was to be here, then he'd not allow anything to happen to her. Not while he still drew breath.

Of course, Ellie was as subtle as rooster's cry. He glared at her when she got excited over finding the marker that signaled the table in which the person whom sought after them sat, his golden yellow eyes like coals in the pits of hell. He held his tongue, however, not verbally outing his displeasure-- Until Ellie mentioned what she had failed to mention before now. "You didn't.." He hissed his whisper back, although his face remained a stone of no emotion. "Ellie, you remember what happened last time you didn't tell someone I was showing up, right..? And that I for one do not like surprises?"

Mentally he sighed, backing away from Ellie slightly as he began to prepare a mental rush of possible scenarios that could possibly take place from now on. All Ellie had mentioned before now was that this man wanted to see them. Both of them. "Lead the way, Ellie.. I do believe you're going to be the death of me one day." He said, as he had said a thousand times since she had started falling him around.

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Character Portrait: Xavier Skywalker Character Portrait: Otto Bumgarner Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos Character Portrait: Idris Bloodbright

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Talos simply sat and waited. He was a man of conviction, and did not take to idle fancies. Never one to gawk, never to show his hand. He simply sat and waited. Given the bartender was out of commission, he didn't look entirely conspicuous with his lack of drink. Not, of course, that he would say no if someone sought to give him one. Templar he may be, but even he could appreciate a fine brew, especially when it might help him keep out of the direct gaze of evil.

He did not wait long. Few came and went while he was there. The Bartender turned out to be fine, which was all well and good as far as he was concerned. Looking towards the door, he sees a similarly inconspicuous couple; a female Elf, rattling on about this that and the other, and more immediately concerning... the man next to her. Wearing armor as dark as Talos' was bright, he was pale, bright eyed, and clearly looking for a target. Talos was new to this realm, so perhaps that was just the way of the people... but he could not know, yet.

He was spared the trouble of confronting the man by their noticing him. A shriek from the elf, directed towards him, told that she was his contact; and the rest of the bar would know as well, now. Talos could not suppress his glare, as he had expected at least some manner of... professionalism?

He had been expecting an elf woman, and it seemed this was she... but then who was this man? A proper liason to whom she was an assistant, Talos could only hope. It would explain his hunting gaze, and the fact he seemed to be reprimanding her now.

Regardless, Talos did not like the way the situation was shaping up. He subtly shifts his seating to be able to stand quickly, should the need arise, as he sits and waits for the two of them to approach.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos

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Ellie's ears drooped visibly while Alek was chastising her. She didn't mean to disappoint him. All Ellie wanted to do was help Alek along on his mission, so she had been asking around. When she got wind of someone who could help, Ellie could not resist setting up a meeting!

"I'm sorry Alek," she whispered to her comrade. "I didn't think you'd be so upset. It'll be okay. I promise this will go well and we're here for a good reason. Like I said, it's for the plague." The elf looked over to Talos and she visibly swallowed. To say that she was nervous was putting it lightly.

The elf, draped in Alek's cloak, walked over to Talos's table and nodded to him. "Ellisandre Coulter," she introduced herself. She did not extend a hand toward him. The girl had trust issues. "Um, I didn't expect for a lot of people to be here. I think it will be best if we go upstairs to talk?" It was more a question than a suggestion. It was as if she was asking Talos for permission, or Alek since she cast a glance up to him, uncertain.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos Character Portrait: Idris Bloodbright Character Portrait: Merrak Hunt

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The creaky door to The Whistling Pipe opened. Merrak Hunt, a known priest of the Old Gods, walked into the tavern. The ends of his dark hair curled from the humidity of the air, stubble lined his jaw, and dark rings circled his eyes due to exhaustion. He looked worse for wear but even still there was a humorous smile at the edge of his mouth. His eyes, stunningly blue, swept across the faces.

There was an elf-girl that he half-recognized and the man she seemed to trail behind each time Merrak saw her. He did not know her name and he was certain she had never laid eyes on him. Merrak did not wave to her, not wanting to disrupt her business. The priest's gaze lingered on Alek for a second longer than Ellie's and passed over to Idris.

There was a whisper in the back of his mind and he felt compelled to speak to this woman. His boots left wet prints behind him, and his priest's coat dripped water. He removed it before he approached Idris and hung it on one of the many hooks along the wall. Merrak tugged at his collar and grimaced. The man never liked it but it was a part of him.

"Pardon me," Merrak said to Idris while he stood at her side, distanced but close enough for conversation. "Chergauti has heard your prayer," the priest whispered to Idris. His blue eyes darted around to see if anyone had heard him.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos Character Portrait: Idris Bloodbright Character Portrait: Merrak Hunt

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Alek was more than a little uncomfortable with this now. This was one of those moments where the hunter may become the hunted, just because a pretty girl fluttered her eyelashes at you. And this man.. The man that sat at the table waiting for them did not look like one for mercy at any means. Alek had been that way, once upon a time. If it was undead, then it would find it's end by his hand. Liberties could not be taken when lives were at stake, and only the living could walk in the Lord's light.

He still killed undead. But not as the Templar he use to be. He had become tainted, and thus lost the Lord's graces. But even still, he had been bound and determined to continue with his mission to rid the world of the blight, even with his curse and damnation.

"It's fine Ellie.." He muttered before they crossed the room. "But if he even hints at taking me off the map, then you know what has to happen.." He added, his lips barely moving. His gold yellow eyes shifted to glare in Talos' direction.

When Ellie introduced herself to Talos, Alek remained silent. He felt no need to introduce himself to the man until it was necessary. His focus remained on Talos, but at the sound of more people entering the facility he would have to agree with Ellie. "I think we may find it necessary in order to talk about the things you wish to speak about with Miss Coulter." He said, trying to add to why they should be going to a more private room.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos Character Portrait: Idris Bloodbright Character Portrait: Merrak Hunt

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Talos did not outwardly react to the approach of Ellie and Alek. He watched them, certainly, but his posturing remained neutral, and for all intensive purposes he was merely a casual, if extravagantly dressed bar-goer who happened to have a couple talking in front of him.

The fact that both of them suggested they be alone amused him greatly, however. If this was indeed some base ploy on his life, it was the shoddiest attempt he'd seen since the El'Guar tried to lure him into giving up his soul. With a dark chuckle, he stands, picking up the bird and keeping it in his left hand.

"As you wish," he rumbles, his voice deeper than the hills. "I will follow." He looks between the two of them, idle fancy and amusement on the outside, cold-blooded readiness on the inside. He couldn't tell which of the two was the leader yet, but both were obviously wary of him, just judging by their body language and tone. Alas that Talos had not been gifted with the power of true sight, but the Light had given him other means of detecting his foes.

He paid little heed to the others in the tavern; once again, even if everyone in the room, or just one or two, plotted to kill him, he would deal with it as it came. Worrying himself over shadow enemies would do no good.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos

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It was a short trip up the stairs into the Whistling Inn. It was owned by the same family, but the employee was of no relation. The innkeeper was a pudgy, dirty, woman dressed in dull colored rags with scraggly hair like a pine broom. Hildagard mumbled some Flash Lingo beneath her breath that Ellie barely understood. The elf-girl just payed the woman with Alek's silver pounds from his cloak pockets. She always spent his money.

When they arrived into the room, Ellie's face twisted into shocked horror. It was so dirty! There was dust caked on every inch of the furniture and motes flying around in the stale air. The bedding on the single bed was rumpled as if someone had slept in it that very morning. Molding bread laid on the lopsided table with a withered apple and a mostly burned candle. There was an awful smell coming from the corner of the room, hidden behind a curtain. It sort of smelled like...

"Window! Someone open a window!" Ellie gasped as she trotted over to the single window. She pushed the table out of the way and tugged on the sill. It was not going to budge. That was obvious from the way nails stuck out from the tracks of the window. It was probably to deter those who used "credit" from leaving without paying the keeper.

Ellie made desperate sounds of needing fresh air.

"Alek! Fresh... air! Please," she cried, breaking out into sobs as she weakly pounded against the window panes.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos

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If Alek was as disturbed, he did not show it. However the smells came to him more strongly than it had for Ellie, he had even started muttering under his breath on the way to the room when the smells had first hit him. He coughed once, as if clearing his throat, but that was all the complaining he did.

His sharp golden eyes searched the room first, noting the dust and the filth. He was sure Ellie would have a fit. She did, but her first words were for fresh air. He gave an apologetic shrug to Talos, the man he was sure was following behind them, and turned to try to assist Ellie. Dust motes swirled about his feet as the shadowy figure made his way there in his own time. He grumbled a bit more. He could have probably forced the frame, breaking the nails in the process. Weary of Talos behind them, however, he'd rather not do feats that normal men could not do.

So, instead, he pulled a single dagger blade from the cloak that Ellie wore, put the tip to the glass and attempted to crack it quietly by ramming his palm into the hilt of it and putting all the force into that tip. If it were to crack, he would be able to break the rest of it more quietly than it would have been if he punched it.

"Next time, Ellie.. Do your research on the Inns, alright..?" He muttered, successful or not.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos

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Talos had followed silently, watched as the elf surreptitiously filched the coin from her... whatever he was' pockets, and then carried on into the room. It wasn't the most disgusting hovel he'd ever stayed in. It reminded him, in fact, of some of the places he had been forced to camp while waiting for spirits to show themselves. Places such as this were often home to the discontent.

He grew in his caution, but at the same time, he couldn't help but be amused; if they were genuinely trying to kill him, this was the most roundabout way of it, and they were making fools of themselves in the process. If they actually had requested him for the help he could provide... Light rest his soul, he was going to have his work cut out for him.

He directs his eye towards the curtain in the opposite corner. A chamber pot that hadn't been cleaned in ages, he imagined. Or something dead. Or both, he reflects with an idle fancy. The smell did not bother him either way. Fighting corpses for days on end has a way of destroying one's olfactory senses.

Regardless, he decided to let them handle the matter of the window, while he kept himself patiently alert. He was playing the guest, for the moment, so they could figure it out on their own.

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Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Ellie Coulter Character Portrait: Talos

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"Alek, stop!" Ellie demanded in a hushed tone. She was not paying the smell of the room any more attention. The hairs on her arms stood on end and a chill ran down her spine. The elf's fingers wrapped around Alek's wrist as tight as it could. "Look," Ellie said as she continued to stare through the murky window.

A woman below, in the small alley between buildings, was walking down the street. Woman was the wrong term. It was a vampire. Her skin was pale as snow, eyes and mouth as black as coal, and too unnaturally thin. There was an ethereal beauty about the vampire, but a bone-shaking horror destroyed the imitation of beauty.

Ellie watched as the vampire summoned a poor woman walking in the alley to herself. The unnatural creature's mouth moved and the woman offered herself up, embracing the vampire. Ellie's breathing stopped as she watched the monster feed on the helpless woman with blond hair wearing the red dress. The body was dropped carelessly and the vampire disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Her lips pursed into a thin line and her brow drew together in a tight knot. A predator made specifically to kill humans and half-breed humans. It terrified Ellie and it infuriated her.

Ellisandre looked up at Alek with tears clinging to her long lashes and then her gaze swept to Talos.

"You have to help us," she pleaded, gripping Alek's wrist even more tight, refusing to release him. "He can't do it on his own and I'm no use to him! I just get in the way. Alek needs someone to destroy the vampires with him, or at least a specific one..." She finally let Alek go and wiped the big droplets of tears from her lashes with the back of her hand. It wasn't easy for her to admit that she was not strong enough to be by Alek's side; that she could not help him.

"I brought you here to hire you," Ellie said to Talos. "I can't do what you can for Alek. There's a vampire. She's not an ordinary vampire." Ellie sank down onto the rumpled bed and sat on it, beyond all caring of its condition. "Her name is Amelia von Rosenberg and she is the most powerful vampire in all of Arcanum. She's the mother of the vampiric line; the oldest."

"When she was human as a young woman, Amelia was into magic, dark magic, blood magic some people call it. The story says that she found a spell to make her immortal, something she had been looking for because Amelia feared to grow old and die. Well, she found it and became the first vampire but she didn't realize that there was a price: an uncontrollable and unsatisfiable hunger for blood; human blood."

"There's a rumor, or a myth. If you kill Amelia then all the others will follow. They will all burn to ashes." Ellie's voice choked and her eyes flicked to Alek and remained. "But there's also another myth. It says that if a blooded turns on its sire and kills them, then they can get their humanity back. Not all vampires have to die..."

Ellisandre stood up and hurried over to Alek. She hugged to his chest and shivered against him, filled with despair and fear for his life.