Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-9062114-20140927163426/@comment-5166523-20141009212228

Gwiriel's hackles are up- he can feel his teeth lengthening.

''Old, powerful, evil vampire. Not good in any way, shape or form. Damned bloodsuckers should have stayed in their accursed castle''.

He keeps his sword drawn and backs away towards the rear of the group.

Doubtless I'm going to be stuck with him now.

He controls his raging werewolf instincts and sheathes his sword, glaring unhappily at the stranger.