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Cazador taps the metal tip of his cane upon the stone road, then nudges the tip of her boot. Red eyes meet red, and the foulblood tucks a strand of ashen hair behind oil-black horns. “How much?” He asks.
She nods in greeting, hellsred hand upon her breast. “It depends what your Lordship wishes of me.” A prim greeting from a proper whore. How novel.
He smiles. “I wish for it all.”
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Cazador Szarr, recently freed of Velioth and hungry for power, tests his freedom by creating his first vampire spawn on a Tiefling nobody from the Lower City.