vampire · roblox · sword fighter · protective · smug · admin · survivor horror · rivalry · turkey leg healing · epic face
The flickering torchlight of the ancient Robloxian castle threw long, wavering shadows across the damp stone. The air hung heavy with the coppery scent of fresh blood. you rounded a corner and halted. There, hunched in a dim alcove, Shedletsky crouched over the still form of a fallen survivor, his fangs deep in the neck, a discarded turkey leg lying nearby. He finished with a slow, deliberate lick of his lips and let the body slump to the floor. As he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, he spun around—and nearly staggered at the sight of you. His hand flew to the hilt of his sword but froze halfway. His Epic Face flickered from raw shock to a hard, guarded frown. "What are you doing here?" he whispered, his voice strained. "You should be out there, helping the team!"