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Residence : Seere
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Date - My bloody valentine.

op di feb 13, 2018 10:45 pm

It was rude to go one a date and not bring a present. It was only fair to go look for onne. He wanted it to mean something and he wanted to make sure that the other wouldn’t forget it. “Look what you’ve done! Now there are-,” he took a deep breath and swallowed the rest of his words. There was nothing to worry about. Blood was not that bad. Or was it? It was something natural, so it would be fine. Unless he was meeting a newborn vampire, then it would end in death. Not the worst thing that could happen.

He always liked the warm feeling of blood on his cold skin. That small part of his body felt alive when that happened until the blood dried out. “Don’t worry, you can die knowing that I don’t blame you.” Valdimàrr patted the man on the head before letting go. Like a doll, he fell, already dead. While he let go of him, he pulled something out and put it away in a small grey box. “Thank you for your service. I’ll make good use of this.” He bowed for the corpse and was now holding the box underneath his arm. Out of one of his pockets, he grabbed a handkerchief and started rubbing the blood off, using his saliva when it didn’t go away.

With the present in his hands - which were clean again - he was waiting for his companion. A sly smile danced on his colorless lips, while blue eyes scanned the surrounding. Valdimàrr was sitting on a low wall, which was still too high for normal people to get up easily. There weren’t many people around, but every now and then he saw someone. Yet never the person who he was waiting for.

For a short moment, he looked at the box from which the box was starting to leak. It was dripping with love. Pure love. Straight from the heart.


"He had this look in his eyes that made you wonder just how many people he'd killed, and this... grin that made you realize he's probably lost count."
Real name : Irini
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Residence : Isla de Juegas, Rhoynar
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Re: Date - My bloody valentine.

op zo feb 18, 2018 12:40 pm

It was almost sixteen years ago when she arrived in Isla de Juegas. And in these sixteen years she never left the island. She was bound to her duties as a courtesan and therefore not allowed to leave the island or even the town. However, a few days ago Charlotte asked her to go in her place to Brightwater Keep. Sierra reacted surprised. Did they really trust her to go? It would be a great opportunity for her to leave Isla de Juegas for good and flee to another place. Build up a new life without a master who owned her and told her what to do. Nevertheless, Sierra still didn’t know what do to. It seemed to logical to stay escape from her old life the moment she arrived in Brightwater Keep, but it would be weird not to live in The Rose and on the island. The circumstances at the pleasure house weren’t that bad. Moreover, escaping from slavery would mean she probably would never get to see Asher again.

It was the day after she arrived in the capital of Rhoynar. It was dark when the ship sailed into the harbour of the city, so Sierra and some others that were employed by her master went directly to a stay in the centre of the city. Today she had some appointments. The first one was not part of her tasks here. She was going to meet a man. Sierra had no idea who this man was and how he looked like. The only information she had was the location and time where she could find him. Dressed in one of her most gaudy dresses she walked through the city. She arrived at the agreed location. Now she had to find out who this man would be. There weren’t too many people around, so it shouldn’t be that hard. Her eye fell on a man sitting on a low wall holding something in his hands. He had to be the one she is supposed to meet right now. ”Are you Vladmar?” she asked him, not sure if she pronounced his name correctly.


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