Boartusk Heights ≡Falling For Our Calling

It happened almost too quickly. a vampyric precense overtook him with another in tow. his presence invaded. Reflexively his lip curled back. And at the sound of a demanding voice he urged himself to relax. He was likely among family that he had been invited to live with--to assimilate with. his head drew lower than her own. A sign of submission, and though he knew not who she was...she had likely been here longer than himself and perhaps held title.

"Actually, she's quite dead so the lessons ended long ago," Perhaps it would've been said with remorse years ago, but now her death simply just was. Much as all of theirs. The end was as much a part of life as the first breath drawn of a babe.

  He was about to explain to the demanding she-devil he sought out the Empress, the Queen, but he'd be damned to find out--this was her. This was the charming wife of Nivis? She was, in fact, not sunshine and rainbows and his ears fell against his head. Maybe she was just having a bad day. He had something for that...."I--He accepted me. I sought sanctuary and offered my own skill-set for it," by the way your husband is somewhere. stoned. But, they could talk about that later.