Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140829030614/@comment-11457306-20140831043819

Rhiannon rested her chin on her hand and looked at her. "Who, Morrigan?  Who is hunting you?"

Even as she spoke the words, the answer came to her. Who else would hunt a vampire?

"The Vigilants," Rhiannon spoke the words as if they tasted bad in her mouth. She hated those self righteous vigilantes. They'd all but been wiped out now--she'd even offed a few herself. They'd been most dis-respectful and had gotten on her last nerve.