Fantasy Of Darkness and Light(Vampire roleplay)

[Eliasdagood]

Nathaniel nods, gently lifting the girl in his arms. “Are you sure? You don’t seem as used to fighting in darkness as I am.” He says worriedly. “And shouldn’t we find your partner first?”

 

[WildHairedOne]

She begins to take the lead anyway,"I can see better now. I know I did not act as le el headed as I should have, but please do not doubt my abilities." With her bow ready she leads them down the tunnel, "If I know anything it is that Father Adonias will find us. He knows how to handle himself."

The Sister starts to take careful steps as they walk through the still corpses on the ground, "I'm pretty certain I know the way out. Keep talking to the girl. With as weak as she is we do not want her drifting off."

 

[Eliasdagood]

Nathaniel nods, stroking the girl’s hair. “What’s your name, sweetheart?” He asks, trying to make her feel more comfortable.

 

[WildHairedOne]

A cough stirs out of the girl before she speaks in a weakened tone, "My name is Aoife Mciver. My parents didn't make it I know. I saw them being ripped apart. But my brother, Sheamus, how is he? He went to the pantry...then he took me."

Moriah sighs with empathy, "You're brother, I am afraid he did not make it." Aoife hides her face in her hands as she begins to cry once more, "Oh, Sheamus..." The nun suddenly stops and points her crossbow ahead of her,"Stop. Quiet. There is a figure coming this way." The tall dark shadow moved closer towards them, but the voice attached to it was known, "Sister Moriah? Mr. Black?" Moriah powers her weapon and smiles in the dark, "Father Adonias. I knew you were alright."

 

[Eliasdagood]

Farator sighs, holding Aoife close. “I am sorry. But it is over now. They are dead, and we are going to make sure you’re safe and cared for, Okay?”

 

[WildHairedOne]

The frail red headed girl only nods as she leans her head against him, "Thank you again, sir. Thank all of you." The Father gives a small cheer, "Ah! So you've found her alive! Just wonderful! If we're all ready to go I can lead the way. I rigged up a little something we can use to blow this place away. That should take care of these cavedwellers for good!"

Moriah nods, "I think we should get going. We need to get the girl to the doctor fast." She follows the Priest as he guides them m towards the opening. A good amount of kindling was at the ready and once in the light of the moon the Father smiles. He takes out a molotov cocktail crafted out of an old bottle, gin, and a small bit of his robes. When Moriah steps into the moonlight the damage to her was made clear. Her left side was wrapped with her now tattered robes and was deeply soaked into them. With her coif missing her wavy white hair shows the blood spatters drying in its locks. The collar and shoulder of her habit were in shreds from the vampire that attacked her. Part of her neck lie exposed and her right shoulder steadily clots crimson beads from the bite mark.

Her grey eyes blink a few times to adjust to her brighter surroundings, "When did you have time to craft that?" Father Adonias sniffs the air and his smile turns into a frown," Sister Moriah are you hurt? You see where your carelessness gets you. If it weren't for that boy there you'd be vampire fodder. Thank you, son. It was real courageous to help us like you did."

 

[Eliasdagood]

Farator doesn’t look to be in good shape either. Blood is smeared across his skin, his cloak is bloody and torn, and he still has open wounds, mainly on his chest, back, and shoulders. “I did my best… ah, damn it I’m tired…” he mumbles. He carries Aoife away from the cave, holding her close. “It’s alright now. We’re gonna get you to a doctor, and you can stay at my home after that until we get your house cleaned up.”

 

[WildHairedOne]

Aoife looks up at him with a weak smile, "You're a good man, sir. I won't be any trouble and I'll keep your place clean. I'm a good cook too. I use to cook for my family all the time..."

The state of Farator makes the Sister hang her head in guilt and the Father's words resonate with her. The kind civilian did go through a very deadly situation, especially with that large beast that lurked somewhere perhaps deep in the cave. "I'm sorry, Father. I apologize to you as well, Mr. Black. I just got ahead of myself." She reaches up to grab her rosary only to realize that it was gone. Perhaps torn apart in her struggle. She watches as Father Adonias throws the molotov towards the kindling bunch and fires his pistol at it. The kindling catches a flame and soon with with a strong boom the fires spread throughout the tunnels.

Shrieks of more clever or scared undead echo throughout the burning cave. Seems like they were obliterated now. The nun leans on the priest as he helps her walk through the forest. About an hour passes and the groups makes it into the town reaching the Doctor's office. Father Adonias holds the door to let the young man and the starving girl in first. Sister Moriah follows and watches the doctor and nurse take the frail girl.

 

[Eliasdagood]

Farator smiles warmly at Aoife. “Please, just focus on getting better for now.” He murmurs. He looks over at Moriah and the priest, smirking slightly. “There aren’t many good hunters out here. Gotta stick up for each other.” He says.

He’s quiet for the rest of the walk, laying the girl on one of the beds. The doctor seems to recognize Farator, and groans. “Farator, you dolt! How many did you take on this time! I can only find so many donors, you know!” He snaps.

He notices the other two, and sighs. “Ah… well at least tell me you won this time.”
“We did.” Farator assures him, sighing as the doctor starts bandaging him up. “Tend to the sister first. I’m fine.”

The doctor huffs, but does as told, guiding Moriah to one of the beds. “He keeps doing this. With his condition, he really should stick to easier prey.” He mutters.

 

[WildHairedOne]

She sits down on the bed and flinches when the doctor starts to mess with her bandaging. She looks down at the doctor,"How long has he been doing this? I figured he must have had previous experience. Has he been here long? The Sister is eager to know more about Mr. Black, just to see if he could be able to join them. That and the man is mysterious somehow.

When her bandages peel off her wound is still bleeding slowly. She looks away from it and bites her lip as the doctor applies alcohol to it. Father Adonias turns towards Farator, his dark glasses staring right at him, or through him,"I muat thank you again, son. Sister Moriah can get carried away sometimes. She just gets so caught up in some of our cases."

 

[Eliasdagood]

The Doctor chuckles softly. “He’s been at it a very long time, but he doesn’t stay in one place long. I’ve been traveling with him for… almost a year now. The man needs a doctor near constantly.” He says, smirking. He works quickly and deftly, used to these kinds of wounds by now.

Farator looks over at Father Adonias, smiling. “Of course. Emotion so intense is a gift, but a dangerous one.” He says, wincing as his shoulder starts acting up. “It’s my job to protect people, the way I see it. Killing vampires is just a means to that end.”

 

[WildHairedOne]

In no time the doctor begins stitching up her wound. She whimpers just slightly and takes deep breaths, but continues to speak,"So you have not been with him too long? Do you know anything about him? Where he might have come from or even if he was trained?" Moriah sees the last stitch being cut and the doctor starts to clean and bandage the bite on her shoulder. A sigh is heard from her. She still couldn't believe one of those damned creatures managed to jump her and get a taste.

The Father smiles, "It looks as if we all have the same idea. I can't imagine what you had to do to end up looking like that, but it shows your skill. You're blessed, boy. Not many people live long in this line of work. Sister Moriah, as dedicated as she is still has much to learn. A miracle how any of us are alive."

 

[Eliasdagood]

Jacob shakes his head, continuing his work carefully. “Farator likes to keep to himself. He says there were a lot of vampires where he was from. People there either learned to fight, or to pacify them.”

Farator smiles weakly. “I’m just lucky. I’m just glad I trained to fight in the dark. Sister Moriah could have done with a lantern right about then.” Keep it cool. Don’t show how sickened you are by his words. If he knew how far from blessed you really are, he would kill you.

 

[WildHairedOne]

The Sister sits still as the Doctor continues to patch her up, "I understand. This vampire resurgence has hit many people hard and unexpectedly. They were not a problem for so long only to reemerge in large numbers. I can only assume they lied low to get their population up. Unfortunately for them God has his chosen warriors." When the Doctor finished her shoulder she stands up and brushes her torn and dirty robes with her hands. She reaches for her rosary, but sighs when she remembers that it's gone for good. A small pained expression appears on her face from the still tender wound,"Thank you Doctor. It feels like fine work. How long do you think it will be until it heals fully?"

Adonias gives another small chuckle and roughly pats Farator on the back, "Indeed she could've! God seems to favor her! She's survived many dangerous situations somehow! We'll be in town for a couple more days just to make sure things here done for good. After that we'll be moving on to Annesburg. There's been reports of vampire sightings."

 

[Eliasdagood]

Jacob smiles sadly. “I wouldn’t bring that discussion up with Farator. He’s as dedicated as anyone else, but he insists he does what he does on his own terms. He says no loving god would put him through what’s happened to get him here.” He sighs, looking at the wounds. “Given proper care, you should be fine in a couple weeks.”

Farator hums softly. “Mm, I’ll be staying to make sure Aoife will be cared for. After that… well who knows. Out of curiosity, have the vampires there killed yet, or is it just sighting? I only ask because some can make do with animal blood, and deny their base instinct to feed on humans. That group may not be an actual threat.”

 

[WildHairedOne]

The Sister grows silent for a few moments after that and nods,"I can understand that. There is always a reason why God puts us through these trials. To have faith in him is strength." She runs some of her fingers through her messy hair and sighs, "I will be careful not to tear them open with my activities. Thank you again, Doctor. I am sure Father Adonias will have the payment for your services." Moriah walks out of the room.

The Father folds his arms as he leans against the wall,"Well look at that. We got you a free wife. How often does that happen on your adventures?" The Father scratches his face a couple of time and he let's out a lazy yawn, "Just sightings, but they are in the area where one of the last larger vampire families are known to dwell. The Valdis brood. We're going over to investigate. You can always join us again if we ever run into." He smalls as he hears the light footsteps of the Sister make it to the room, "Sister Moriah! Are you all patched up?"

 

[Eliasdagood]

Farator chuckles, shaking his head. “Mm, no. She deserves a husband that can care for her much better than I can.” He says sadly. “Perhaps I will join you when you go. Jacob has already found a new doctor for this town.”

 

[WildHairedOne]

The Priest let's out a hearty laugh,"You saved her life, boy! Surely that counts for something!" Moriah looks surprised hearing the last part,"You are joining us on our way to Annesburg. Are you sure, Mr.Black? It could end up more dangerous than our venture here. A few cavedwelling beasts are not to compare with these higher class, pure blood vampires. They are said to be descendants of Dracula. Not turned by others, but made pure with a pact from Satan himself...."

Her fingers automatically go to her chest to hold the glass beads she grew accustomed to, but sighs in annoyance,"I keep forgetting." The Priest tilts his head, "What's the matter? You lose your rosary? We have enough to get you materials to make yourself a new one." She looks down at her tattered robes,"I may need some more material than that. I need to fix my Habit and replace my coif." Adonias nods before taking out a small coin bag. He takes out a few coins to pay for the doctor, he himself having only minor scratches, and gives a few to the Sister, "Head to the market tomorrow and get what you need. I took care of other supplies already. For now I think we should head back and get some rest."

Moriah gives a tired nod, just now realizing how sleepy she is. She looks at Farator and examines his wounds. "I hope you are able to heal quickly, once again I am sorry to have put you in so much danger."

 

[Eliasdagood]

Farator smiles grimly. “I am well aware of the dangers of purebloods. The more of us on that mission, the better. Besides, you’re going to need a doctor on hand, and our friend Jacob travels with me.” He looks at his wounds. “These aren’t as bad as they look. I’ll be back to normal in a few days.” He says calmly.

Jacob huffs, walking into the room. “Not deep, no, but you bled a lot. How easy do you think it is to find a blood donor for you? Not easy!” He snaps, sighing. “I’ll take care of this idiot, you should rest, sister.”

 

[WildHairedOne]

Father Adonias smiles and gives a clap of his hands,"Well that settles that! This worked out well! It's like the Lord has delivered into us just the help we need!" The Sister turns her gaze downward and gives a nod,"I am happy that you are alright." She chuckles at the Doctor's treatment of Farator,"Yes, Doctor I will be sure to get plenty." Father Adonias hands the coins to Jacob and the pair soon take their leave.

They walk through the foggy dead wooden both of them remaining silent. The Father's displeasure with Moriah's earlier actions was clear on his face. They make it to the small church and with some cleaning up they both retreat to their beds. Aoife was slowly eating the last bits of a small meal that was prepared for her.

Hours tick by and the nun stirs suddenly from her sleep. She never seems to get a full nights sleep anymore. Her nightmares and glimpses of the past plague her. This night in particular she could only see the purple glass beads of her rosary. She can't just make another one and feel the same about it. This rosary was very dear to her. She quietly puts on a coat over her white cotton gown and slips on her boots. She takes a lantern this time and a few knives just in case any danger arises. Moriah quietly leaves the church and walks to the opening of the cave. The light rain now fell as soft snow.

 

[Eliasdagood]

Jacob sighs when they’re gone, and goes to get the blood where he’s stored it, handing it to Farator, and looking away so he doesn’t have to watch. “You’re sure this is a good idea?” He asks, cringing as he heats Farator growl, lapping it up eagerly. “They’re going to find out about you. You know that.”

Farator sets down the shining clean jar, licking his lips. “I’m sure they will, eventually. But if that girl can’t get her priorities in order, they will never survive Annesburg without my help.” Jacob shakes his head, turning to face him. “You’ll die, Farator.” He says sternly.

Farator looks up at him with red, serpentine eyes. “Should I be afraid?” He asks softly. “You know as well as I do, my friend. Farator Black died decades ago.”

Some hours later, he returns to the cave, sighing sadly. “I am sorry.” He says sadly, standing at the entrance with head bowed. “Had I had more time, perhaps I could have saved you all. Taught you better. But as it stands… I can only hope you reach purgatory, rather than hell.”

He reaches into his pocket, and takes out a single black rose, setting it on the ground. He didn’t think to check if anyone was here to listen to his apology.

 

[WildHairedOne]

Sister Moriah kneels down and begins to look in the bushes. Maybe it fell off on their way out. There was no way she could get back inside cave. The explosion most certainly collapsed those tunnels. She sighs when see can't see it, but hearing a voice from the cave makes her head perk up.

She grabs the lantern and stands up and quietly starts towards the cave. The small clatter of beads makes her stop and turn around. A man with pallid skin and icy blue eyes stands a few feet in front of her. His pale blonde hair fell to his shoulders and with a small smirk he holds out the rosary,"Looking for this?" The beads glisten in the light of the moon his eyes glimmer as well. She eyes him suspiciously but turns her attention to the rosary,"Yes. I thank you for finding them, but I would like to have them back."

The man gives a small chuckle,"Well come and get them, Sister. I don't bite. I felt a small rumble through the ground and thought I would check it out. Then I found them. Here....come and get them." He gives the beads a small shake at her and his eyes look deep into hers. Moriah inches closer to him and reaches out carefully, but continues to stare at the the stranger. There's a strange sensation she can feel, one she didnt like. She couldnt look away from the well dressed man and her body she couldn't stay under her control. She moves closer to him as he speaks, Yes...that's it. I can only imagine these are precious to you...come." His voice echoes deep in her mind.

Her fingers wrap around the cold glassy beads and as soon as she got a good grip on them, the stranger was gone. A harsh shiver goes up her spine as she hears the man's voice behind her. He whispers in her ear, his fangs protruding as he smiles, "I almost forgot how divine virgin blood smells..."

 

[Eliasdagood]

Farator is almost silent as he approaches. Surprising, considering how large his form has become. “I believe you also forgot how much this cave echoes.” His voice has grown much deeper, darker. His true form is large, with pitch black skin, and pale horns that curl back like those of a ram. Curved spines lay along his spine, now raised threatening.

“Release her, cousin. She is mine, and I will not let you take her from me without a fight.”

 

[WildHairedOne]

The blonde male lets out an amused,"Hmm." As he hears the deep voice. He effortlessly wraps an arm around the Nun's neck as he turns with her to face the larger form. He slides his claws down to her stitched up side, letting them linger there. "Ahahaha! There he is! My hasn't it been awhile, dear cousin? I missed that face of yours." He holds the nun tighter to him and sniffs her cheek,"So you're claiming her? Of course. You were always the one to keep all the good blood to yourself. Don't worry, now. I won't hurt her." He suddenly slashes her side, ripping the stitches open and earning a tiny scream from her,"Well not much. Oooh doesn't she smell sweet, cousin."

Moriah clenches her rosary from the fresh pain in her side. She looks at the large beast, a demon in the flesh. She felt the arm of the blonde man squeeze his arm tighter around her neck. Her blood was warm as it flowed down her side and dripped onto the fresh layer of snow on the ground. The demon's voice, though deep, sounded full of concern. With her other hand she tries pulling at the arm around her.

Ambrose laughs at her feeble attempt to loosen his arm,"She's a fighter isn't she?" He brings up his bloody claws and laps at them,"You know, it may be hard to control myself with this one."

 

[Eliasdagood]

Farator snarls, and lunges forward, the scent of her blood making him furious. He goes for Ambrose’s throat with his claws, hoping to force him into letting her go. “Leave her be, Ambrose! You have lost! And if she dies, I assure you you will suffer more than she!”