07-23-2018, 12:28 AM
Vampyr? Forge had no knowledge of such a thing. Why was everyone concerned about this stranger in need? He stopped in his tracks carrying a laddle of water. Betimi spoke of blood, Selina was on guard as well, the dog creature was growling, Simon too was hissing, and this all meant something but Forge was at a loss. "You need... blood?" He asked, knowing the many ways to kill warforged and man alike. Man bleeding out was one method.
Men were powerful in ways but their bodies not as strong as the warforged. Forge did what he always did in chaotic times and took stock of the situation. The vampry needed blood, wore a heavy cloak, needed permission to enter Simon's domicile, desired the curtains be drawn, and it put his companions ill at ease. Undead. Pushing aside the idea that being un-dead was a good thing, Forge readies himself to defend his companions from this man who's intentions seemed genuine to him.
Men were powerful in ways but their bodies not as strong as the warforged. Forge did what he always did in chaotic times and took stock of the situation. The vampry needed blood, wore a heavy cloak, needed permission to enter Simon's domicile, desired the curtains be drawn, and it put his companions ill at ease. Undead. Pushing aside the idea that being un-dead was a good thing, Forge readies himself to defend his companions from this man who's intentions seemed genuine to him.
