Actually, he had not been sleeping well since Chanda had left him.
I understand that you have information about my sister, the note said. I am most curious to learn about what you know about her that I might not know, since I never really got to know her. I look forward to meeting you. Signed, Inala
That was all the note said. He had no idea who this Inala truly was; other than someone who apparently was Chanda's sister. She had to be either an older or a younger one, for Kria knew her sister almost all too well, it seemed. Nonetheless, he was out here in Nori to meet with the mysterious woman... and, hopefully, his only daughter.
Nanessa, he'd written, I hope that you are not too angry with me for leaving your mother. It was something that neede to be done, however, if I was to have any hopes of possibly getting to see my darling granddaughters... without the fear that Chanda would turn them and tell them to feast upon me, of course. I know that she turned you, but I have learnt a cure... please, meet me in Nori. Love, your father...
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Ovorion sat quietly in the shade of the volcano, noticing the anthro male that was there. He himself was in his full Lucain form at the present moment, but that was definitely the man that he was supposed to meet. He, however, had a pressing question on his mind about the whole deal: where was the girl?
Ovorion knew that Eyvindr had to have been desperate to come to him; his job was hunting down these Bleeders and doing away with them, not curing them. However, the prospect of meeting a gorgeous young woman had heavily swayed his opinion on the matter.
A young woman, you say? That changes things... is she single? Is she decently attractive? he'd asked in his letter, only to get the common fatherly response:
Do anything bad to her and I'll have my former mate and her demon-spawn children bleed you dry.
Ovorion was not really deterred by that kind of a response. There were many a man who had come to him to get their daughters cured, and most of the women had turned their sights viciously upon him and begged him to do away with the men that brought them in; often cowardly boyfriends who were scared of a little bloodlust. Ovorion, despite being raised completely against the notion of the Bleeders, found a little bloodlust in a woman slightly attractive. He took out the picture of the woman he would be curing and smiled.
Quite honestly, I wouldn't mind getting bit by her, he said. She looks like she knows what it's like to feed and be fed on...
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Ovorion knew that Eyvindr had to have been desperate to come to him; his job was hunting down these Bleeders and doing away with them, not curing them. However, the prospect of meeting a gorgeous young woman had heavily swayed his opinion on the matter.
A young woman, you say? That changes things... is she single? Is she decently attractive? he'd asked in his letter, only to get the common fatherly response:
Do anything bad to her and I'll have my former mate and her demon-spawn children bleed you dry.
Ovorion was not really deterred by that kind of a response. There were many a man who had come to him to get their daughters cured, and most of the women had turned their sights viciously upon him and begged him to do away with the men that brought them in; often cowardly boyfriends who were scared of a little bloodlust. Ovorion, despite being raised completely against the notion of the Bleeders, found a little bloodlust in a woman slightly attractive. He took out the picture of the woman he would be curing and smiled.
Quite honestly, I wouldn't mind getting bit by her, he said. She looks like she knows what it's like to feed and be fed on...
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