Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25359252-20131104224123/@comment-24099618-20131105172430

Halriath was in the forests of Northern Valenwood when a figure appeared on the path ahead. It was a woman, who was wearing a brown robe and was a Bosmer like himself. She had pale skin, and looked to be laid on the ground in pain.

"What ails you?" Halriath said as he dismounted his horse and knelt beside the woman, who was turned away from him.

"I feel hungry... and starved." the woman replied. She turned over, her red vampiric eyes putting Halriath in a trance. "The Keerilith have heard of your exploits, Halriath. You would make a good thrall!"

Just as she was about to bite him, Halriath broke from the trance and pulled himself away from her, unsheathing a knife and throwing it towards her. She was a Keerilith, however, and her ability to vanish into dust worked well on such a windy day.

"This cannot be a coincidence." Halriath muttered to himself, mounting his horse once more.