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Merek Dracul

Lord Merek Dracul, an elder vampire, descendant of Dracula, and head of the Dracul family. (WIP)

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TheNoremac42

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Merek Dracul
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The Fencer
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Art by ElenaTria@Deviantart.com


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Personal Information
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Full Name
Lord Merek Dracul

Description

Age:
500

Gender:
Male

Race/Main:
Human

Race/Sub:
Vampire

Honorifics|Titles|Nicknames
Lord Dracul
The Fencer
The Elder Dracul

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Hetero

Birthplace:
Austria
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Current Residence
Castle Vankoryth

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Alignment:
Lawful Neutral





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(Skill theme such as fire, poison etc)

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So begins...

Merek Dracul's Story

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"A fiery river of blood," Casren thought for many minutes, in silence.

"Could you be thinking of literal hell?" He inquired. It was ridiculous enough to be true.

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"Perhaps..." he pondered for a moment. "After a moment, he emerged from zee ozer side of zee river. Alukard vas dressed in zee garb of a varrior - a zuit of plate armor and cape - in reminiscence of his days in zee Crusades. In his hand vas a runeblade zat dripped vit blood. His ozer hand held a red banner. At his heelz came a host of monsterouz kreaturez from zee river. Zeir fangs ver like knifez an' zey valked like large mutated hounds. Zeir pale vite faces had no eyes, yet zey glared at me vit pure bloodlust and malice. Zee Greatvader looked at me from akross zee river vit a zmall zmile before stretching out his hand - beckoning me to kross vit him."

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"Hmm..." Again, Casren was lost deep in thought.

"This could mean many things. It could mean he has officially returned, it could be a very literal vision of what may be soon to come. It could all be symbolic!" He looked to Merek, "The few things that reign true are..Well, you are in this vision. Alucard addresses you. He is dangerous."

Pushing the phone off the table and onto the floor, Casren killed the electronic device. Next time, he wanted one with real buttons. None of this touchy glass nonsense that didn't detect his frigid fingers. There was more silence, until finally the old vampire found the right words.

"Tell me Merek," He asked on a whim, keeping a light hearted tone, "If ever Alucard were to return and rise, evil on his heels and in his hand, would you stand with him despite the destruction?" Casren now looked deep into Merek's eyes, probing for the truth.

"Alucard has amassed many people that want nothing more than to see him safe in a cell until he sobers up, myself included. I ask because when the time comes, if the time comes, I must know what I am up against in coming between the destruction set by Alucard..." He almost laughed, "The rest of Terra."

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"Zer vas one more sing..." he continued. "I remember numerous - hundreds - of pikes lined across zee river. Upon each pike vas impaled a soul in zee fachion of zee var against zee Turks - one for every year of his imprizonment. He said one sing to me... 'Baptized in zee Plegethon, zee Blood King haz rizen. Born in blood, a new breed emergez. So beginz zee reign of Lord Vladimar Dracul.'"

"I... am unzure..." Merek confessed. "He eez my vader. He vill have his reasons. Az for right now... Vee do not know his motives exactly. I zink zee best sing to do is to hunker down and vait out zee storm, because I doubt zer is a single army in zis vorld zat can stop him... You chould know zis."

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"Wait out the storm indeed," Casren knew Merek could only say that much. He was loyal to his sire, that much was certain, but he also seemed loyal to the world.

"I respect any information or developments you uncover on Alucard will be shared with I, as I will share all information I acquire or find with you," Casren extended a hand to shake. "Alucard is troubled, I trust it will all...blow over."

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Merek sighed and took Casren's hand. "Ja... Vee vill vait and see. Hovever, I except zer to be blood spilled before it is over."

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Character Portrait: Jaeda Character Portrait: Anamaria Van Helsing Character Portrait: Dakida Character Portrait: Kaleb Wuthers Character Portrait: Brett Vaelentine Character Portrait: Alohi Kalua Character Portrait: Dots Character Portrait: Catira Edrene Character Portrait: Mortuus Character Portrait: Driselda Lacopt Character Portrait: The Harlequin Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Kaiser Zaun Character Portrait: Daciana Johannesque Character Portrait: V Luhan Character Portrait: Ix Blacklight Character Portrait: Tiaan Shyrias Character Portrait: Casper Harpert Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Kenshin Hio Character Portrait: Manik Chakor Character Portrait: Grace Lylac Character Portrait: Page Dracul Character Portrait: General Yves Beauregard Character Portrait: Merek Dracul Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Sakuya Izayoi Character Portrait: Kat-Lyn Ember Mei Character Portrait: Lazarus Bloodwheel Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Benjamin Dullahan Character Portrait: Athena Ivanova Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Feron Fatemist Character Portrait: Vendetta Vine
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A single note magically appeared and landed on the center table. It read...


"Meet me in the Room of York"



...the note was signed by Zosimos, and was intentionally addressed to all.

The setting changes from room-of-reason to Castle Vankoryth

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Character Portrait: Jaeda Character Portrait: The Harlequin Character Portrait: Page Dracul Character Portrait: Merek Dracul Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Mina Harker Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Feron Fatemist
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The Forces Vankoryth poured in through the front doors as Descorp evacuated the planet completely. With what technology was left, the whole entire structure was seized by it's occupants.

"Setcher p'sitions!" Ulrich's harsh voice climbed the walls. From his pocket he pulled a piece of technology. Quickly, he found the single red button that would detonate the emergency message.

"Make sure them royals'r safe," He commented to a soldier at his side. Silently, Ulrich thumbed the button. The message was sent out. He turned for the stairs, barking.

"Detahnt!" Ulrich shouted, "Bad news n'such!" Soldiers hustled around.

The setting changes from castle-vankoryth to Wing City

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Character Portrait: The Invictus Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: Terran Marine Command Character Portrait: Kristen Leon Character Portrait: Alucard Character Portrait: The National Police Agency Character Portrait: Merek Dracul Character Portrait: Paragon Character Portrait: Elisha Whitcomb Character Portrait: Arya Sloane Character Portrait: Istzyr Baenval Character Portrait: Varden Expeditionary Fleet Character Portrait: Arden Maximoff Character Portrait: Zephaniel
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Vladimar glared furiously at Paragon. His eyes resonated with a deep aura of blood red. "Then your blood shall open the gate of my passage..." he growled. The vampire king vanished in a blur and reappeared at the other end of the roof. He lifted the large runeblade in both hands and gripped it in a battle stance. "Much has happened since last we met, Paragon. To underestimate me can be fatal... Only a man can hope to destroy me. So tell me, demon. Are you a man, monster, or dog?!"

The Blood King looked upward as the floating warship further darkened the sky. He attempted to reach out to the body and mind of Arden Maximoff. Vladimar channeled his rage and the demonic energy that flowed through him, attempting to boil the precious life blood within the man. Black cystic pustules would form across his body before exploding with highly contagious and deadly plague onto the other crew members.

As the battle intensified below, the victims captured by the tendrils were lifted high above the city. They carried them over the army and up to the central skyscraper where the Blood King stood. Other tendrils lifted large pikes, formed from broken street lights and poles, and thrust them into the roof. Finally, the tendril-spears attempted to impale the prisoners on the pikes. In ancient days, they would have been set on top of the pikes to die a slow painful death as they were slowly impaled through their nether regions. However, they were in the midst of battle. Every second counted.

The blood flowed from the impaled dying victims towards the center of the roof.

When the helicopters and Aschen fighters soared through the air, the writhing mass of chaotic boiling blood and undead reacted. Pillars and tendrils shot into the air in an attempt to smash or disorient the helicopters. A musket shot snapped from somewhere in the flood and a blue streak of light zigged, zagged, and darted over the battle. It charged at the choppers with murderous intent as it attempted to pierce its hull. The object would circle back around again and again until the vehicle dropped from the sky. Then it moved on to the next one until they all fell into a crumbled heap.


The undead continued to swarm even as the Invictus landed on the battlefield. Though the retaliation against Vladimar's legion intensified, their numbers continued to swell. It was an endless flood that churned them out by the hundreds. However, a single cloaked figure strode amidst the living chaos. He was like a stagnant stone against the raging river. Vladimar's familiars charged passed him, ignorant or indifferent to his presence.

"His name vas once Alucard." he said as he approached Arya. "A vampire. Zee ultimate vampire - arguably zee first and most powerful of all our kind. Take note of zee banners of Wallachia and zee fachion of how zee blood sacrifices are impaled at his feet. You battle one of the fiercest, cruelest, and powerful men in all of human history. Alucard was a monster created to destroy monsters, but now he has been severed from both master and purpose... So now he has cast away the identity and created himself anew."

"He cannot be killed or defeated." the strange figure continued. "This hordes are an extension of himself. They are a part of him as he is a part of them, and what you see here today is only a fraction of the forces within the Blood King's fortress. The harder you fight back, the more people will die - and that will only strengthen him..."

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From silence, with no signature on detection radar or sonar. As if it wasn't even there, the great red warship, The Huntress, pulled from the shadows of nothing, it's green eyes gleaming, and it's jaw parted in what could only be assuaged as a grin of fiendish intent. Battle was to be joined, and the predator of a thousand stars was eager for it.

"the party started without me, awww...." Melanie storm muttered in the blackness of the ship. "well, I'm here now.. Time to have a good time."

And with that, the ship roared forward to the front lines, it's forward gauss guns bombarding ship after ship, with no distinction for faction. It would tear through shields and armor as though they were little more than tin foil. It's terrorsome visage would be the last thing many a crewman would see.

The dragon's head would open it's jaws and scream, the air would fill with the sound of a hawks hunting call, followed by a very hyper voiced Storm "IS THAT THE BEST YOU GOT!"

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#, as written by Nemo
-"So tell me, demon. Are you a man, monster, or dog?!"-

"All this and more, beast," Paragon turned, glowering at the Blood King, his dark cloak fluttering in the smoggy breeze, "and in the name of every blameless mortal killed by your hand long before their time... for every innocent soul unjustly claimed by your insatiable hunger... I will stop you."

With these words, Paragon reached into his cloak, unveiling a magnificent blade, every bit as bright as Vladimar's was dark. It glowed with the soft, celestial ambiance of the full moon, a bright and shining star amid the hellish epicenter of the Blood King's horror.

"The Night demands justice, Vladimar," he stepped forward, blade brandished, his words writhing into the vampire's ears like serpentine whispers, "so come to it. Come and face the Dark."

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Back on the ground, an NPA Sergeant overheard the mysterious stranger's words with Arya.

"Well what the hell are we supposed to do then?!" he growled, "STOP fighting it?!"

Still, there was no arguing that the ensuing conflict was only making Vladimar stronger. With every man killed, the chaotic blood wave pulsed higher, groaning against the psionic boundary of the Svalinn with wretched yearning. It was the Svalinn, the TNG-sanctioned energy shield constructed from the wills and minds of mortal Terran heroes, that kept the full power of the Blood King's "level zero" attack at bay, allowing the hordes of hell to be released only in small waves, rather than the tidal frenzy that it ought to be. If that shield failed, there would be very little hope left for the city.

Luckily, with the arrival of Invictus, Aschen and Varden support as well as the continued efforts of many brave and valiant heroes, the defensive line formed against Vladimar's horde was solidifying. Shaky still, but far better than it was. Despite this, the situation remained dire. Every drop of blood spilled only increased the power and energy of the invaders. If the defenders were to have any hope of winning the day, they needed to cut off Vladimar's "food supply".

"Admiral Whitcomb, Warden-Admiral Apis, do you copy? the Sergeant commed into the two ships high above the city, "I need IMMEDIATE evacs of all civilians in the area. If those floatin' hunks of metal have direct ship-surface beam transport abilities, that'd be fuckin' dandy." He tapped at a holo-screen on his arm. "I'm uploading the coordinates of the seven most populated buildings in the vicinity. Get them out, get them safe."

Meanwhile, another NPA Enforcer, hunkered behind a chunk of thrown-up concrete, was making a separate call to Fort Veritas. "Veram actual, do you copy? This is Strike Four, requesting immediate requisition of Tetris operatives and Sixth Legion to contact point. Air support is needed. Requesting a bombing run from V-88 prototypes along designated coordinates..."

The forces of order continued to make their stand against the tides of chaos, fighting them with their weapons, machines, fists, powers and honest human courage.

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#, as written by Marcus
Istzyr was perplexed at the angelic assassins offer only to chuckle and stop for a moment to consider what was all going on. The act of war was upon every mind in this entire city and yet here stood someone who also was here to help the fleeing and the damned. "Well I suppose that will work out just fine for now." Istzyr then smiled revealing his white fangs a bit while waving on those who were still running.

It was up upon the golden galleon that everything and just about anything could go wrong as Arden took a step forward only to suddenly fall to his knees as he felt the presence of his target breaching his mind like it was nothing but a stroll in the park and it was through sheer will power alone that Arden dismissed the conjured water elemental with only a moments notice. With every moment that seemed to pass pain began to flood the sorcerer's senses and the screams of his crew members did nothing for his moral other than send him into yet another fit of emotions. "You think you can decimate Arden Maximoff!" His voice seemed to echo throughout the city as he raised his cane high into the air allowing the energies he controlled to flow through him to sever the connection and in hopes stagger his opponent.

In the mean time as ships were getting hit on both sides the golden galleon began to turn tail for the crew that remained protected had only one thing on their mind and that was to survive and fight for another day.

The setting changes from wing-city to Room of Reason

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Character Portrait: Jaeda Character Portrait: Kaine Character Portrait: Anamaria Van Helsing Character Portrait: Dakida Character Portrait: Kaleb Wuthers Character Portrait: Brett Vaelentine Character Portrait: Alohi Kalua Character Portrait: Catira Edrene Character Portrait: Timo Character Portrait: Driselda Lacopt Character Portrait: The Harlequin Character Portrait: Daemala Tauvyr Character Portrait: Ix Blacklight Character Portrait: Louis Vernon Character Portrait: Dren Character Portrait: Casper Harpert Character Portrait: Remilia Scarlet Character Portrait: Maxime Trubois Character Portrait: Kenshin Hio Character Portrait: Merek Dracul Character Portrait: Reisel Dracul Character Portrait: Lazarus Bloodwheel Character Portrait: Zosimos Character Portrait: Ulrich Paternosta Character Portrait: Omega Delta Character Portrait: Alek Constantine Character Portrait: Feron Fatemist Character Portrait: Terun Veillon Character Portrait: Michael 'Mac' Cardson Character Portrait: Yamada michigana
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"Things have certainly changed, and like always this planet is going to shit," Zosimos indulged in the blood powder, too much to taste any good. Daemala's mouth dropped open at his words. He waved a hand and forgave her manners. It was true. There were too many military presences for anyone to be entirely relevant. Stocks were down, though war seemed to be up. Ridgecrest City was aflame, and Casren was nowhere to be found.

Which left Daemala in charge, which was certainly no good for their coffers. Ulrich Paternosta and Riesel Dracul slipped in with a child, who was upon closer inspection not a child at all. Zosimos sniffed the air. Who was that? That smell was familiar...

"We are hosting a ball," Daemala said firmly, glaring a hole into Zosimos, who pretended not to notice. She pulled a bundle of millennial pink envelopes from a fold in her dress and threw them on the table. There was enough for everyone in the Detente, and the pile seemed to grow by the second.

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Akio was sitting at the table, with his feet raised. If one were to ask why he was sitting there, he might say "Because it seemed fun" or "Because it looked interesting". Of course, whether it was the truth or not was all dependent. After all, Akio had a habit of being cryptic. His own name was technically an alias, but he never used his original name anymore so it became his official name. The vampire who appeared as a ten year old was typically hard to read, because sometimes he would act childish, and other times he would formulate advanced plans and stratagies.

He was a bit all over the place.

As he took one of the pink letters, he grumbled a little. "Pink? I mean, I know black would be cliché and all, so would red, but what about green? Or teal? Or purple with orange pokadots? Now that would be fun! Hehe".

Akio randomly mentioned some things as he held up the envelop. He considered the possibility of just changing the color himself with an otherwise useless color changing spell he picked up, but that might seem poor in taste.

Akio was completely disinterested in the wars, or the planet, so he did not bring them up. As someone who lost his home village, was kidnapped and turned into a vampire, and then lost the next place he had stayed at, Akio was not particularly attached to one place anymore. Although he did prefer places such as where he was now would remain, Akio could easily get over such a loss. However, one did not need to worry much about him, because he rather enjoyed the company.

Even if he was an oddball.

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#, as written by TheHaze
A crunching sound came from the back of the room. It went on and off, pausing for a few seconds at a time and then resuming. Each time there was silence, a sense of hope was felt in the air, only to turn to annoyance when the sound came back. This went on for a new minutes, until a small sigh led to a pause.

“Really, Derry? Now, of all times?”

A handful of finger bones were put back in their pouch. The fellow eating them clacked his teeth to get the splinters out, looking faintly apologetic. The tone of his voice implied that he had explained the reason for his actions multiple times in short period of time, however, and that he was beginning to do it on reflex.

“Ate all the soft bits on the way over, boss. Got no time as of late for digging, seeing to your travels.”

A nod of acknowledgement. Without the sleeplessness of the ghoul, there likely would have been a lot more sun-related difficulties. How he managed to set up multiple train-rides to be night-only, he’d never really know. Getting the coffin booked as carry-on was something he’d hold over him for years. Still, a retort was required.

“Could you not have some of this lovely blood? I know you prefer it...brown, but it’s quite good, I can assure you.”

“Got my own drink, boss. Figure now you should focus on the...what is this, some type of meeting?”

Now it was his turn to look exasperated. The vampire watched his friend produce a musty bottle of something that smelled like ash, rubbing his temples.

“The Detente, Derry. I’ve explained this multiple times. You were the one who urged me to do this, godammit.”

“Boss, you’re getting a touch of rigour being cooped up in that crypt. If anything, this is getting you a free lunch. One that ain’t on me.”

“You know damn well why I’m in that crypt, you colossal ass.”

“Yeah. And now where are you now?”

“...Not in the crypt.”

There was the sound of very smug ghoul patting a very annoyed vampire on the shoulder, followed by the familiar sound of chewed bone.

“Eat yer blood, boss. Have some fun.”

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Akio was the first one to enter, for a very drastic change, but that was probably because he was the one who called the meeting in the first place. He plopped himself on his bean bag chair, and then had the floor it was sitting on elevate to give him a better position. He was not sure how many would show up to his invitation, given how although he was likely older then most of them, he was new to the group itself.

However, they had an incredibly important topic to discuss. The defense treaty for Terra. Although Akio himself was not really enthusiastic about it, and he was very distrustful of mortals and to be fair anyone, he recognized the...uses...this treaty could have. Mainly, about how they could be seen more as equals, and solidify their own indepedence more. If they allowed this organization to go on with out them, to protect all of Terra which included themselves without them, then Akio could see it being used to say that they were lesser then them, that they needed protection, that they had nothing to contribute.

That sort of thinking and plotting could undo a lot of the work they did, such as during the Chaos Ball, and that was something Akio did not plan to allow, at least not without a fight.

"We absolutely cannot let this go on without some input ourselves. Yes, the Detente either has to be a part of this treaty...or, we must destroy it from becoming a force that will be recognized..."

Of course, Akio had no intention of limiting himself to one solution either. He believed there were only two choices for the Detente. To support it and become equals, or to destroy it entirely and prevent the risk from ever forming in the first place. The question was, what would the other members believe?

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#, as written by Marcus
Louis Ancroft Vernon, The Prince of Montague's Gambit, arrived within the room wearing a sleek black Brioni suit with a red tie and accents to match his apparel and shoes. The vampiric lawyer simply dressed as was appropriate for someone of his station whilst looking with mild irritation at his peers who would arrive whilst keeping the majority of his ire in check as a cool indifference towards Akio Revela. Had his intentions not have been clear the last time he spoke to the majority within this room or did they simply forget or ignored the statement of wishing for this foolishness to end. Instead Mr. Vernon simply found his old seat and produced a few files to go over the legality of the situation before attempting to speak his ideals once more.

"I say we disband and allow the Masquerade to begin anew."

Louis finally spoke up regardless of whoever decided to listen. The obvious answer was to allow the entropy to take hold of what was present and begin again regardless of distractions or fears that the others might produce. The blood sucking lawyer simply brought his gaze around to each and every member who would be present only to collect his thoughts before speaking again.

"We are vampires, an undeniable truth, a majority of Terra and her inhabitants know of our existence only through the actions that we commit to here presently. I say we allow ourselves to fade from the public light and move to subtly change the directions of the political world around us......"

Louis paused for a moment to consider his next words only to take a needless breath and rise from his seat whilst resting his hands upon the table and leaning forward to look at his fellow councilors.

"Allow the Masquerade to come to fruition once more. Let humanity remember us only as a bedtime story to frighten their children into submission whilst we move among the shadows unseen and unhindered by the constraints of legal binding and pointless debate. I suggest that if we are to truly thrive we must consider how open we are to this world and public now and see how foolish it is to not expect any rogue with deathly intent to walk in here and attempt to kill us all."

Mr. Vernon simply frowned as he looked around only to then bring his cold attention over to Akio.

"Mr. Revela, forgive me, I have no intention of inciting a riot or creating an argument that would belittle your concerns of the current situation. In fact I pity and feel that this situation could have been remedied much sooner if my words had been listened to from the previous meeting. This is why I feel as strongly as I do about disbanding this sham and allowing things like ourselves to broadcast our intentions to the known public."

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"He has a point," Daemala had arrived. She sidled into her usual spot, snapping her fingers, a freshly corked bottle of Blud brought to her. It was, after all, her drink.

"The mortals could give a damn, and this planet is hell in a hand basket. I think it a grand idea to fade from the spotlight-"

"But what of Verinotte Hollow?" Interrupted Zosimos, his eyes glittering. Daemala shot him an incredulous look. She opened her mouth to rip him a new one when she remembered her tavern, and instead bit her lip. Her tavern was like a child to her, the patrons exhaustive and the business ho-hum. The money, though, and having the front which she did...

"Ah, yes. We've created a haven for those like us and now we seek to abandon it. How very..." He flopped out a hand, "Consistent to the nature of what we are. We create, we destroy. We are as walking gods except we can still ourselves be destroyed. Tell me," Zosimos turned to Luis, "How would you see this castle haunted? How would you propose going underground, when the very nature of everything we've done has been to raise our status to equality-though facing the facts we were never truly able to be equal, were we?" He hissed this last sentence in Daemala's direction. She herself was a vampyric supremacist, though she tried her hardest to deny it in certain company.

"If we're speaking politics," He continued, looking now to Akio, "Fading from the spotlight as being what we are may not be in our best interests. The discovery of subterfuge is all too common in the modern day. No, we must be clever. "

Zosimos grinned, and Daemala shifted in her seat. She took a long drink from her glass and considered the options. For her, fading back into the shadows might be as easy as a change of hair. Not many, other than her staff, knew what she was despite the looming implications. Her mind began to churn.

"Wha'bou' the Hollow? I reckon we can't just be comin' up as our own, yer sayin. Disband th'wholatha govrment n' just what?'" Ulrich didn't say much, but when he did, he had good questions.

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"I do not claim to know the answers."

Louis offered as he seemed to grow bored with this prattle. The vampiric lawyer simply stood his ground and crossed his arms only to look upon this foolish comity knowing that they had damned themselves the moment they all agreed to be public about their cursed lives.

"I just am simply pointing out that a Masquerade is in order. You allow our mortal kin to know about our locale and even weaknesses! You appoint yourselves as prideful gods who know little but claim so much. I simply believe we should step away from all of this. Return to our shadowy ways and step out from the spotlight before we risk our necks from the fanatical who have clearly been watching us prattle on like defenseless children."

He simply stood from his position and made his way out from this fop of a meeting. His words had been said and there was nothing else to add. He did however glance back to Daemala only to shake his head before taking his leave.

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Manik Chakor set a large golden envelope down on the table. Inside were a selection of smaller golden envelopes. He withdrew about a third of these and whisked away

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Daemala Tauvyr arrived and had a seat before the golden envelope. It was a delight they had arrived on time! She didn't trust her messenger, despite being a fellow member of the Detente. He was a slimeball. Smaller than she had expected. When she picked it up it was the right weight. Pretty heavy- but lighter than the full order. Manik had followed his instructions, for once, all except one detail.

The envelopes were supposed to be silver.

She took in a deep breath and leaned back, one hand slowly migrating to the other. She absentmindedly twist the ring. Zosimos was in custody, and she was the Queen of the Vampires. A laugh escaped her lips. Casren was gone. She didn't get sad.
The castle was hers to rule!
...duh.

Daemala sliced open one of the envelopes with a stiletto nail colored blood and let it fall to the table. Out she fished a gold piece of starched fabric, which served as the invitation. It was impeccably embroidered with flowery lettering. She held it delicately aloft and grinned. Oh, this was going to be lovely.