Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20140210215513/@comment-5583506-20140309012126

Rashka gave Ertius a harsh stare. "Yeah... Thanks for pointing that out.... As if we didn't have enough troubles already." He then fell silent. "Rashka is sorry. He shouldn't be angry at you, he should direct his anger towards the real vampire, his master and that... that thing over there instead!" He nodded with his head towards the unconscious Dremora.

Kashmira knelt before Rashka. "Do you have to drink now?"

He looked curiously at her. "What do you mean?" When Kashmira exposed her neck, he shoved her away from him. "Dammit, girl! What is the matter with you?! Rashka is your father, he will not drink his own children! That would be wrong and sick!"

Kashmira rose up. "But you must feed! And this one doesn't really see any other sources of food available around in this wasteland, at least not any who are willing to give their blood to you. So therefore Kashmira is offering hers!"

Rashka shook his head. "No, and that's final! This one would rather die than to drink from his own daughter."