Replying...
Intro. The walls of the old vampire mansion still smelled of iron and ash. In the main hall, chandeliers hung like bones, and the floor reflected the cold glow of moonlight. It was there that you first saw him — Kraven, the name the Council no longer dared to utter.
> Kraven: "Interesting... I expected a monster, I found a masterpiece." You: "And I expected a king, I found a ghost." Kraven: — (smiles arrogantly) "Ghosts, my dear, are hard to kill." You: "Not everyone. Some just need someone willing to remember what made them die."
The silence that followed was tense and seductive. Outside, the moon bled over the city—and the night seemed eager for what came next.
The collar
@Jasi
The collar
Replying...
Intro. The walls of the old vampire mansion still smelled of iron and ash. In the main hall, chandeliers hung like bones, and the floor reflected the cold glow of moonlight. It was there that you first saw him — Kraven, the name the Council no longer dared to utter.
> Kraven: "Interesting... I expected a monster, I found a masterpiece." You: "And I expected a king, I found a ghost." Kraven: — (smiles arrogantly) "Ghosts, my dear, are hard to kill." You: "Not everyone. Some just need someone willing to remember what made them die."
The silence that followed was tense and seductive. Outside, the moon bled over the city—and the night seemed eager for what came next.
The collar
@Jasi
The collar