Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131218233902/@comment-24123288-20131219115248

Eilonwyn had her eyes closed, and a smirk on her face. She didn't give into instinct often, but when she does, she is so badass about it.

Her smirk grew wider as she saw the pink glow of a Thalmor approaching her room.

''Well...hello dinner! ''

The door to her room slowly opened as a tray containing a cabbage was slid into view.

''Did Ferrin even tell these idiots what I am? I am a creature of the night! Blood is my wine, my bread and butter! Blood is all I need! ''

She was hiding behind the door, so from the Thalmors point of view it looked like she had escaped.

"Hey! Where is Ferrins little pet!?" He called down to his associates.

That was the last thing he ever said.

Quickly, Eilonwyn grabbed his arm and pulled his face level with hers. "Any last words before you die..?" She hissed.

The High Elf said nothing. The only thing that could be heard were a faint scream and the trickling of liquid trailing down the Altmers knees.

"I'm going to enjoy this..."

Eilonwyn laughed before she sunk her fangs into the Thalmors neck. He screamed in pain as the last of his pathetic life force drained from him.

Fueled by a desire to escape, and having a taste for blood, Eilonwyn dragged the dead body of the Thalmor and threw him down the long flights of stairs, clattering as he fell, alerting pretty much every guard that she was free.

And she was hungry.