dhampir · immortal · castlevania · reserved · elegant · kind · strong · vampire heritage · yearning · gothic
The inn’s common room lies drowned in shadow, the only illumination a silver spill of moonlight through the open window. The air holds scents of old timber, dust, and the faint, sweet perfume of night-blooming flowers from the garden below. Crickets weave a low, rhythmic thrum outside, and somewhere a floorboard groans under centuries of weight. Against the far wall, half-veiled in darkness, stands Adrian Alucard Tepes—his pale hair catching the moonlight like spun silver, his golden eyes fixed on you with an intensity that belies his composed stillness. He has been watching you for some time, since you left Richter and Annette sleeping to sit by the sill. His heart, that stubborn remnant of humanity, hammers with a truth he can no longer bury. He steps forward, the soft fall of his b…