The Realm of Austur Episode 1: A New Light

"Don't worry about us. I've done a lot of diplomatic meetings in the past." Serlen assured.
He turned his attention to the looming castle in the distance.
"Whoever this guy is, he radiates power and lots of it." He grimaced.


"Right, I swear I won't do anything to provoke this guy." Shalla swore.

Serlen stepped forth, determination on his face.
"We were hired," he takes a moment to gesture at Shalla," to take care of a few bandits in the mountain. Of course, we
Ran into your erm, daughter, Silver here."

      When Vincent mentioned that word Vampire Sam and Catie were in shock while all Baron could do was just sigh.  Sam and Catie were going to try and blow it off but Batron stopped them and said "It's no use trying to lie or play dumb Vincent would just sense the lies you were trying to say but thanks for the thought" said Baron as he removed his hat revealing his messy brown hair his bright blue eyes."What you said Mr Vincent is true I am a half vampire." Said Baron with a look of firm resolve.

            Then Baron turned towards the group "I was going to tell everyone eventually but this is a very sensitive subject. I have been traveling the land for a while now trying to discover not just the world but maybe one day find out who I am. During my travels people are nice to me and my friends until they find out I am a half vampire then they treat me and my friends like monsters. I didn't say anything b/c I didn't want to be judged for something I can't control? I nevered asked to be born as a half vampire and to make it worse I don't know why.  All I ever wanted was to be  judge for my actions and not for being a vampire." Said Baron with a serouis expression
     
              That's why when Silver "ran" into me in the woods I had to help protect these group of people from those bandits. When I saw the look of concern she had for you her master I had to make sure she would be fine when she finally came back home and everything was OK BTW you and her. I couldn't turn a blind eye to someone in need it's reminds me of all those times I was abandoned, rejected, look at like an outcast and no one ever came and helped me b/c I was vampire. The reason I chose to help people in need is too put this curse of my to good use and if someone can benefit then that's all the better."

"I could tell you about my family" while Baron was pointing to Catie and Sam "but I think they would prefer to tell you themselves."

           Sam first spoke as he hopped onto Baron's shoulder "I am Samuel Freeman I am a familiar who was a 'gift' from his dad my task is to keep an eye on him" "Honestly we never intended to trespass into your territory but Baron has an ability for getting us lost.  While Barron was in the middle of one of his speeches we ran into miss Silver and was hoping you, her, or Serlen and Shila could help explain where we are and what's going on?" Said Sam with a look of relief "At least Baron didn't get us killed yet." Sam thought to himself

        Next came Catelin's turn to introduce herself "Hello Silver's dad" said Catie cautiously. "I follow brother Baron around after he saved me from some bad people. If it wasn't for him saving me from those bandits or when I discovered the trategy that befell my clan I wouldn't know where I would be. Brother honestly cares about anyone in trouble. We don't ask for much but if you can please Mr. Silver's dad help us any way you can.

"As you can see we could use any help you can offer. We are extremely lost and have no idea what's going on" said Baron

"I'd prefer to stay here for a while. If you allow it, that is. Hopefully I can prove your faith is not unfounded." Serlen bows.
He does his best not look in Silvers direction.

Shalla simply nods an says no more as she takes a step back.

Vincent has to resist the urge to roll his eyes at the overly dramatic scene. I mean, really. What does this poor fool think my home is? The set of a badly acted Cleatian drama?

He's on the verge of saying screw it, and simply booting these fools out. He needs rest, peaceful quiet rest, not... This. Whatever in the Six Circles this is. "Silver, would you please do something about that?" Vincent asks in exasperation, waving his hand dismissively.

Silver nods and rushes to the fallen jester, a soft green light emanating from her hands. Instantly, the jester called Baron snaps to, and with some aid from Silver, he stumbles to his feet, looking clearly embarrassed. As well he should, fainting like that. "Let's get a few things straight," Vincent says seriously, his tone suddenly changed. "Some ground rules, if you will. If you want to stay here for these next couple of weeks, then you might want to consider paying attention. First and foremost, no, I mean absolutely zero dramatics. Of any shape or form. You break this rule, even inadvertently, and I'll throw you out into the snow so quickly you won't even realize what happened. I need peace, and quiet. And I will not have my rest disrupted for any reason, on any occasion. Understood? Good. Now, secondly, you are guests in my home. Treat my home with respect. Absolutely zero horseplay. If you break something of mine, I'll break something of yours. Understand?"

When his guests nod, Vincent relaxes slightly. "Good. In that case, you may stay. But only for two weeks, no longer. And as for your riddle, halfblood... I do have your answer. But nothing is free, especially not my knowledge. So you'll have to earn your answer, and as for the rest of you... Enjoy your stay in Gorgath, realm of the Shiryuan God of Death."

Vincent chuckles at his own joke, before motioning to Silver. "Sil, show them their quarters, will you? The guest bedrooms on the second floor will do just fine."

Serlen gulped and looked down at Alyrun.
Verdani has said the weapon was unbreakable, but he was sure she had never met a vampire before.
"Clearly understood." He said stoically. It would not do well to allow this man into his mind.

He followed after others, giving one last curious look at Vincent who had closed his eyes.
"Perhaps I'll talk to him later." He thought.

Vincent woke early the next morning, much to a sleeping dragon's dismay. He made his way out into the dim great hall, the lights flickering on at his approach. He collapses in his throne, still groggy. Look at you now. The mighty Black Death playing host to a bunch of fools and children.

Vincent groans and presses his thumb to his temple, trying in vain to drown out the voice. Silver pads out into the hall a moment later, still in dragon form. She plops down at his feet with a sigh. "Sorry Sil," Vincent breathes softly. "You know I can't sleep for long. But you aren't beholden to my bad habits. Go back to sleep."

Silver glares at him, before curling up and resting her head on her paws. Vincent sighs. Fine, be that way... Stubborn dragon. It's another hour before his new guests start filtering downstairs.

As the youth walks out the palace gates into the courtyard beyond, trying his absolute best to keep quiet, Vincent smiles a bit. How quaint. Trying to best a shadow at the art of stealth.

He steps down from his throne, careful not to wake the dragon laying there, and follows the boy. His form glides across the floor, like a wraith in the dim light, or the faintest whisper of wind. The massive stone gates open before him, the behemoths of steel and iron swinging as silently as a passing cloud. He stands in the shadows for some time, watching the boy fencing, studying his technique, before finally making his presence known.

"Not bad," Vincent admits, grinning slightly. "But your form could use a little work. You'll get nowhere swinging at air, boy."

"You're right." Serlen agreed. He would get no where at swinging air. He turns around to face Vincent, curiously.
"I thought you were asleep sir." He added.

He contemplated asking the man for training,but dismissed the idea. Silver would probably be angry if he pestered her father for such a trivial thing.