Shroud of Death~A Vampire RP

(these were just the first wave. the second wave all have crimson curse blades) William looked at Ivanca, chuckling at her aggressiveness. He turned to see five men had surrounded them.

Lord Albon slowly walked out to where the three were standing. Around him were four men, all armed with Crimson Curse blades. He himself had a pistol. He grinned diabolically, and asked "What do we have here? Two leeches that should be squashed."

Ivanca hesitateD to kill the man at the sound of Albon's voice. She stood, furiously faced him. She lifted her dagger's blade to meet his throat, anger rushing through her as she remembered what he done to her. "Leave us alone." She threatened.
 
Ivanca hesitateD to kill the man at the sound of Albon's voice. She stood, furiously faced him. She lifted her dagger's blade to meet his throat, anger rushing through her as she remembered what he done to her. "Leave us alone." She threatened.
Alvin chuckled, and ordered "Fire." The men shot Ivanca's left foot.

William hissed, furious with the men for injuring her. He ripped the gun from the nearest man, and shot another man with it.
 
Zadicus slowed his pace to a gentle able when he was a few feet away from the slumbering down and safe in the dark woods. He glanced down at the quivering girl. "Awe, really? What gave it away?" He grinned, and suddenly flared his sharp fangs near her frightened eyes. "These? Perhaps?" he impishly cackled.



Lucia ponderedfor a few seconds, still trembling. She wouldn't mind being a vampire, and him being handsome was just a bonus. But she still hadn't calmed down. She asked, still shaking in his arms "What do you want from me then? Do you wish to turn me into one of your kind, or kill me for my blood?" She desperately hoped it wasn't the latter.
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Alvin chuckled, and ordered "Fire." The men shot Ivanca's left foot.

William hissed, furious with the men for injuring her. He ripped the gun from the nearest man, and shot another man with it.

Ivanca's face shadowed with sudden pain, her mouth hung open though no sound left it in expression of her pain. She eventually to the ground, no longer able to stand. Feeling the eyes of the men on her she began to skillfully conceal her pain to keep from satisfying them. Raising herself to her knees she looked up to Lord Albon, smiling weakly yet devisiusly. "I don't think you quite know what it feels like when you hurt those innocent people. Let me show you." Lifting her dagger with a trembling hand she threw it at Lord Albon's boot. The dagger hit the boot perfectly center, its blade going through his boot until its blade appeared on the oposite side. It was clear the dagger had gone through his foot. He will soon understand,Ivanca thought to herself with a smug grin. She knew no one else in the whole kingdom could throw a dagger with such perfect precision as she did.
 
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