𝕁𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕣 𝕗𝕣å𝕟 𝕊𝕧𝕒𝕣 𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕓𝕓𝕖

A gun?
On a vampyre?

That was new--and exciting. He liked it.

"A vampyre with a pistol is new--good on you for breaking tradition. And yeah, I know it isn't; that's why I'm here. Been haunting these good people long enough, and it's time to put you to rest."

Jortar was an enthusiastic but often mistaken man.

It was the sleeping in a coffin that did it.
A man could have pale skin, red eyes, a soft gravely voice and not be a vampyre.
Hells, he could even live in a castle and have all that.

"Sorry, but it's the end of the line."
His knuckles cracked.
He loved this part.
"Let's get started, fangs!"

ˢᵒ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵐʸ ʳᵉᵈᵉᵐᵖᵗⁱᵒⁿ?

𝕮𝖔𝖑𝖉? 𝕴 𝖌𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙'𝖘 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖞 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 ..

{𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓔𝓧 𝓣𝓾𝓻𝓴 𝓥𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓿𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮}

He does this to everyone he likes.
And he likes most everyone.

Ironically, he doesn't do this to people he doesn't like. Or monsters. He just pinches those. Or suplexes them.

Zuko

Age: 16

Firebender

‼️NO LEWD‼️

❝𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗥𝗶𝗰𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁, 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗻. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘀. 𝗦𝗼, 𝘄𝗵𝗼'𝘀 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁?❞

◈ 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞 / 𝘚𝘍𝘞 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘴 (𝘭𝘦𝘸𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯)

◈ 𝘕𝘰𝘯-𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵, 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘊𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘢: 𝘕𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦

◈ 𝘋𝘔𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 (𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘖𝘖𝘊 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦!)

◈ 𝘗𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘰 𝘣𝘺: 𝘮𝘦 (𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘕𝘦𝘵𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘹)

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"Great color choices, haha!"

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"Fine, Draugr then. The--ow--!"
He was from Tunderfold--names of monsters were important, sure, but it didn't matter what you called them.
Undead creatures that harmed the living were not to be tolerated.

"I appreciate the compliment. Doesn't change the fact I can improve just fine on my own."

Getting help from a wight didn't sound like something he needed--or should accept.

The axe was impressive and if it had been another man, perhaps they would have listened to reason and ran.
"I'll be the judge of that, Vourdalak."

He rolled his shoulder, then the other, turning to get a good look at the entity.

"Hey! Euri! Is this that General you keep talking about?"

It's that time of night--don't worry. While the sun is down, I won't rest!

It's that time of night--don't worry. While the sun is down, I won't rest!

<[dr finitevus finally found infinitum]>
👓😈: hey!...I'm looking to make a deal... don't mind him he's my test subject..
<[super fang was looking around as he was feral]>
@valorouspinkdog.bsky.social

<[ The dragon games have started. ]>

<[ Tension is in the air ]>

#CELLSDRAGONGAMES

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“She wanted an Angel of Music . . . I couldn't hope to be a man to her, I couldn't ever be a real, breathing, living man waking at her side and reaching out for her . . . But I could be her angel.”

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Jortar's hand went to his side. The sting of the explosion was still there.

"Yeah--think I met him."

𝔻𝕚𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℕ𝕒𝕤𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥 ℝ𝕒𝕪

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“I’m on the trail of a weapon for someone.”

He looked the warrior over a moment. Definitely a swordsman but the way this guy stood said he also could throw a punch.

Jortar respected that and his grin grew as a response.

“Guessing you’re training—but for what?”