Malice Draclau
Nov 29th, 2002, 04:48:11 AM
OOC: This is Syndell. For some reason, i log into Syndell but it wont stay that way. Ohh well. I'll figure something out.
IC: The two twin entrance doors open with a loud creak. Walking i from the rain, a slender figure hidden under a purple cloak. She walked with a deadly grace that only a female vampyre could. Though she was not alone as she entered, for behind her connected to a chain, a man followed behind.
Syndell, one of the shrines newest vampyres walks into the parlor, with a gift. Her first kill, already bleeding from the neck wound that had been created from her bite. Pulling back her hood, two red crimson trails of liquid oozed down both side of her mouth. Looking around, her yellow eyes scanned what she now considered her new home. Bringing the man closer to her, a sly grin spread across her face.
*Mmmmm....the walk back home has made me hungry. I think i'll feed again*
In the blink of an eye she was upon the man once again. Biting in almost the exact spot she had done before. Syndell drank about a couple pints before stopping once again. With her strength already being replenished, she stood up and reached out with the force.
Though she was still a new adept to the darkside, she had been trained enough to know how to call out to someone. And that was exactly what she did. Searching the shrine, she called out to her maker. The one she could consider her father...ad maybe with a little persuation, her lover.
"Dalamar.....come. I have brought you a gift. Think of it as a present for making me what i am"
Her voice was soothing, seducing to say the least. Which was how she had gotten to this man....and his family easly. Her vicious yellow eyes glared down at the dying man, as she awaited the arrival of Dalamar.
IC: The two twin entrance doors open with a loud creak. Walking i from the rain, a slender figure hidden under a purple cloak. She walked with a deadly grace that only a female vampyre could. Though she was not alone as she entered, for behind her connected to a chain, a man followed behind.
Syndell, one of the shrines newest vampyres walks into the parlor, with a gift. Her first kill, already bleeding from the neck wound that had been created from her bite. Pulling back her hood, two red crimson trails of liquid oozed down both side of her mouth. Looking around, her yellow eyes scanned what she now considered her new home. Bringing the man closer to her, a sly grin spread across her face.
*Mmmmm....the walk back home has made me hungry. I think i'll feed again*
In the blink of an eye she was upon the man once again. Biting in almost the exact spot she had done before. Syndell drank about a couple pints before stopping once again. With her strength already being replenished, she stood up and reached out with the force.
Though she was still a new adept to the darkside, she had been trained enough to know how to call out to someone. And that was exactly what she did. Searching the shrine, she called out to her maker. The one she could consider her father...ad maybe with a little persuation, her lover.
"Dalamar.....come. I have brought you a gift. Think of it as a present for making me what i am"
Her voice was soothing, seducing to say the least. Which was how she had gotten to this man....and his family easly. Her vicious yellow eyes glared down at the dying man, as she awaited the arrival of Dalamar.