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Riding for what seemed like hours he finally arrived at the next town along the
way. He’d heard rumors about this town, supposedly one of the old visitors from the past
still ruled here, but more than that he’d heard the city was haunted by ghouls. Clasping his
flowing dark blue cape around his neck and pulling his wide brimmed traveler’s hat,
adorned by the large red jem, down to hide his face more D rode into the town silently.
For all the years his clothing showed very little age, it had seemed to hold up ever since
the last time.. No, he had vowed he wouldn’t think of that day 2 years ago. He’d
remember Doris as the young and bright eyed girl he’d seen as they waved to him on that
cliff 40 years prior.
Few dared to look out of their windows at the stranger entering the small village
but those who did were merely children, soon pulled away from their intent wondered
stares by over protective mothers. D shrugged all this off, heading for the main building
that stood out in the village which he guessed by the people there, was the town hall in the
square. Upon reaching the town square, in the midst of what should have been the
hustling and bustling early morning city full of life, was a desolate silence where no living
being, save himself, dared walk. Dismounting and tethering his mount he walked to the
main doors of the town hall. Knocking sharply and swiftly then waiting D kept thinking of
all that he had just accomplished, ridding the world of Count Magnus Lee had been tricky.
The old vampire was powerful, hopefully the lord here wasn’t nearly as strong. He didn’t
need to have aches and pains added on to the ones he already had. Dropping his train of
thought as the door cautiously creaked open, after several bolts were heard clasping back
and a chain was drawn so the door opened and a small fraction of an eye peeked out
through the space.