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Castle Vankoryth Grand Dining Hall

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A dining hall fit for a king! Both long in length and wide in fatness, this room clings to the particularly gothic style of the Castle in which it rests. A long, wooden table covered by a dark red cloth is the attraction, while the polished chairs around it serve only to please Castle Vankoryth's finest guests. The windows lining the eastern wall give an... Indifferent view to the area beyond.

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A dining hall fit for a king! Both long in length and wide in fatness, this room clings to the particularly gothic style of the Castle in which it rests. A long, wooden table covered by a virgin white cloth is the attraction, while the polished chairs around it serve only to please Castle Vankoryth's finest guests. The windows lining the eastern wall give an... Indifferent view to the area beyond.


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Castle Vankoryth Grand Dining Hall

A dining hall fit for a king! Both long in length and wide in fatness, this room clings to the particularly gothic style of the Castle in which it rests. A long, wooden table covered by a dark red cloth is the attraction, while the polished chairs around it serve only to please Castle Vankoryth's finest guests. The windows lining the eastern wall give an... Indifferent view to the area beyond.

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Yadama Sadaharu [0] "Persistence may be a virtue, and to flee an honorable battle is a shame most grave, and yet. Now, and again. One must know when to stop, and take pause, rethink."

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Jaeda stilled.

The sight of the blood, and the smell- oh, the smell! It washed over her like a current that was nearly too difficult to resist, and she knew, if she tried to fight it for too long, she would break. She took a step back, then another, heel dangling over the side of the table.

"You're right. I did not." she said, tilting her chin up. "I just know that Hatyara refuses to come here. For lots of reasons."

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"Is that so?" he asked.

Something in his demeanor changed, darkened even. He set the glass down atop some multi-tiered serving dish and closed the distance between them, grabbing for her throat to jerk her close.

His eyes were sharp and searching.

It was apparent the scent of the blood was having the desired affect, and a heavy weight of hypnosis lay behind his crimson eyes. Mind rolling a vampire was substantially more difficult than a human, but with the woman's tenuous control already frayed, he needed only a crack to slip inside.

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Her hands reached for his wrist, grip tightening as he roughly handled her. She looked deeply into his eyes, at first, and everything weighed down on her mentally, at once, trying to let her fall apart.

Jaeda, however, was stronger than the things she had faced. With a shuddering breath, she glanced away, and not a second after, aimed a kick for his balls.

"Fuck off!" she spat.

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Ravenlock grunted as the blow was struck, and he shoved her backwards off the table. He didn't jump down after her though and crack of a grin reaching his lips followed by laughter. It started as a low chuckle before turning into loud rolling laughter.

What had provoked the sudden change in demeanor was hard to say, but it took several minutes before his laughter died back to a low chuckle. His crimson eyes bore into hers as he looked down at her.

"Such brilliance, wasted on them."

He spread his arms as his form exploded into a cacophony of screeching bats that flew past Jaeda, heading for the door.

'We'll be seeing one another again, hunter.'

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Jaeda closed her eyes and cringed, waiting for the unfortunate impact that was sure to come, but she found her body twisting in the air, allowing her to land on her hands before she cracked her skull on the ground. She whipped her head around, watching him leave in a flurry of flying rodents.

"Ugh. The woman got up onto her feet, taking one of the empty glasses to smash it onto the ground in a fit of rage.

"Next time one of us won't make it out alive!" she screamed at him. Promised him. She leaned against the chair with a huff, and rose her head to look at the red glass he'd left behind. The edge of her lips twitched. She reached for it, then picked it up in her thin, pale fingers.

"As if you could get the better of me!" came an angered growl, just as she made her way to her room, glass in hand. She would treat it as she had treated everything else in this new experience so far; like a test.