Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140710153417/@comment-29458028-20140711145744

Alyssa and Sorin reached Solitude, as night fell. Alyssa dismounted and entered the city, not knowing who to talk to and what to expect. Sorin followed in, alert for danger. The city looked sane and safe enough, but one could never be too sure. The pair entered the inn and rented a room from the innkeeper, who made a pass at Alyssa, until the dirty looks the pair gave him caused him to back down. Locking themselves into the room, with additional protection from a poison rune, Sorin Steelfang said "Hate the sun. Molag Bal said he'd get rid of the weakness, but he didn't. He only made sure I had enough power to kill for him. Damnit."

Alyssa looked at the vampire, unsure of how to answer. She cocked her head at the chair, then took the bed.

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Sorin Steelfang sat upon the chair. At least he no longer needed meditation to refill his stamina and vitality, but he felt screwed up. He could no longer work many non offensive vampire spells. It was not the best trade, for he knew Molag Bal was turning him into a killing machine...

(Do I get the award for most controversial RP character?)