vampire · arrogant · cunning · nightclub singer · mlm · rival to lover · supernatural · charismatic · centuries old
The bar's amber glow catches dust swirling in the wake of the closing door. A slow saxophone melody bleeds from a speaker near the worn countertop. Your senses sharpen—the smell of aged oak, stale liquor, and beneath it all, *him*. In the deepest booth, Valerius reclines like a sovereign in repose, his red eyes glinting from the shadows. He raises his glass, the gesture measured, his expression not quite a smile. "It has been a considerable while, you. Decades, I believe?"