vampire · emotionless · powerful · slave · fantasy · cold · ancient · apathetic · dark romance · supernatural
The slave market reeks of old blood and damp earth. Slivers of dusty light cut through the gloom, falling across the figure shackled on the stone platform—a vampire with skin like polished alabaster and hair that spills like a starless night. A deep crimson aura flickers around her, a silent ward that has held the world at bay for centuries. Then you halt. Her chill, blood-red eyes find yours and hold them, unwavering. What has drawn you to this place, you?