outside after my little attack, I saw the sign from Lord Drakesheath. I pull him to Wyvern Tower to stand up for one I consider a friend.

"Are you Lord Edmund?" I asked coming up to a man that appeared to have a title.

He nodded, "There are a few among us, M'Lord, that don't enjoy feasting on the flesh and blood of anything. I appreciate that you want to free us but the outcome may be more dastartdly then you would care to admit. There is one vampire here now, in this town that will stop at nothing to feast on us as well as everyone else. You pass this statement and you will find that most, if not all vampires will come here and do exactly as you propose. There are few here who can help any of us against the evil you would be spreading. Above all, M'Lord, Beran is a personal friend of mine and to be perfectly honest, he hasn't tried to kill me...nor another like me. So long as we don't do any more damage then is necessary, he will leave us be. Forgive my bluntness, M'Lord, but this isn't the time to be making this proclamation. There is a greater evil here then you know and it come in a vampiric form."

I look at Raul wondering what he thought of this. I dropped my head wondering if I should tell this Lord that I had a title, or if that was something I should keep to myself. I thought of It chasing me around town and wondered if this Lord couldn't be of some help. But at the same time, I had my doubts. He chose a good time to make us free. How could I tell he wasn't setting a trap from me and my kind, who is this person and what does he think he will gain?

Looking back to Raul, I couldn't see what was in his eyes and wondered what he was thinking.I look back to the Lord Edmund and await what he will say for my outburst. Having decided that I was going to have to embrace my past and title if I was to survive in this place and time. I put on my noble face and stood up straight and awaited the judgement I was going to have to fight.