Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140407143747/@comment-27783182-20140410213810

Meanwhile in Dagoth Ur...

Dunlammus was sleeping soundly. He felt that one of his 'servants' were about to die, since he was the lord of the vampires.

"Eilo-Wel? No... Llaalave? No..." Dunlammus said to himself.

"Nepht..."

He started to free himself from the chain. He created his wings and flew up, in search of Nepht.