Vahkos, who feels very tired for some unknown reason, approaches the mummy tomb and begins to think...
"Why do I continue this eternal struggle? I feel as if I'm destined to suffer fates that I shouldn't merely because I choose to be a messenger of hatred, rather than a creator of hatred itself. Am I really a vampire? Or do I just mistaken myself with something as such, in hopes that I'm covering up something much, much more dramatic? I know for sure, however, that I am not human.
DAMNATION!
So many questions, so few answers. Nobody can answer these except me, I feel...I grow so very tired of carrying orders. Being a puppet was entertaining for a short while before, but no longer, no longer...I must serve my own ambitions, destroy what I hate the most. I have surpassed my humanity, that was my ultimate dream and relief! I am slowly feeling as if I'm becoming less alive..."
Vahkos stealthily leaves a message on the town walls just before hiding in the shadow of night, written in blood.
I will not tolerate anybody who approaches me, hostile or docile, for they will be rewarded my endless hatred with pain for their transgression.
Struggling.....
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