Marius sat in his chambers, thumbs twirling over the other while he sat in contemplation. The other nights events had been interesting with the wolves and vampire hunters, a lot more going on in these parts than what there usually was. He sat there in the flicker of a single candlelight, glancing over the pages of a book full of magic and wonder. Well not much and not a whole lot of magic, but interesting enough to find a way out of this dull world. A vampire needed stimulation and Carpathia had become overrun with wolves, gypsies and vampire hunters. There didn't seem to be any shortage of wolves, why not hunt those fuckers for awhile and give his ass a break.
Wishful thinking he knew, one day in a better world maybe. Inactivity was making him get a little porky about the waist. He knew this but the tightening belt, how he was getting porky was beyond him, all he had been eating lately were rats. There was no on worth biting, not even by a long shot. Even the book in front of him would have tasted better than a rat. Tree bark didn't appeal to him though. He pondered about strolling in the night, but he knew no beautiful maidens would happenstance by his way, a hairy, drooling wolf, but no lovely wenches to bite and suckle on.
He yawned. The thought of a ball did somehow appeal to the moment, but who was there to invite? Dusty old Methuselahs and their toxic ghoulish blood dolls being dragged along by chains? The gentry of the court was no longer as it had been. There was no taste, no sex appeal, not a thing even remotely sexy about the female vampires as of late. No wonder most of the elders settled for pretty boys in pretty clothes. Boys did not appeal to his taste either. Maybe he would someday return to Talusthrone, perhaps there was more there going on than the howling mountains of Carpathia? Marius sighed, there was little else for him to do.
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