Castles Vampiria, Fright, and Hope

[Dr. Strange]

She looked cross as she sat atop his chest, unmoving. "I work for no one. And you should be more perceptive if you're an assassin." She replied, cleaning a paw daintily. "Who was that other fur I saw? And how many more of you are there? I've got a family to feed."

[Somebody]

Tezztor growled. "You should be more aware of your prey before you say such thingss" he said as he raked his killer claws across her belly. He rocked her back and forth and using the momentum slung her off and rolled backward onto his feet. "Maybe you sshould find better prey to feed your family." He stood ready for another attack, unsure as to why he is being targeted by so many. The wounds on his feet were causing him some pain, he really needed to adress them but he couldn't while staring down the maw of a panther.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Nyx thwapped the panther with her tail, then snatched the raptor up with her claws before spreading her wings and flying up to an empty balcony. She sat him down and looked to him, Why are you such a target? she asked him telepathically. I'm not sure if they'll come after you or not..

[Somebody]

He looked at her then back down at the panther. "Maybe the tome drawss them here, maybe other reasons I don't know. This was a private journey in the name of peace, I don't know what their interestss are." he said while rubbing his wounds. He looked back at the creature that rescued him, noticing the chains. "Who are you? Why are you bound?"

[Dr. Strange]

She fell onto the floor and stood, laughing at the raptor. "You're not food, idiot. The loot here will feed them. Not you. Besides, I'm not a cannibal. I don't eat intelligent beings, I only eat what can't talk."

[Arke]

He comes to a small bedroom some unknown number of dark corridors and passageways later. Yet another fortunate turn, for he felt himself slipping into unconsciousness. That infernal raptor! He had not bothered looking at his wounds, knowing they were deep lacerations and he could do nothing more than cover them for now. Of course the worst casualty was his pride. It had been years since he had failed so miserably! A single target in an abandoned castle had turned into one surprise after another. He collapses onto the bed in the center of the room as everything fades to black.

[Dr. Strange]

She clutched her stomach and slinked away, resolving to find the fur from earlier she hadn't had a chance to talk to because she was too busy saving his sorry butt. "Now where'd he go?" She sniffed the air and followed the fading trail to a dark room. It resembled some kind of sleeping chamber for a prince or princess annd she noticed he was sleeping on the bed in the middle. "He looks peaceful...Why'd that cranky old scalie attack him?" She asked herself, laying beside him as her eyes closed.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

What's in a name? All you need to know is that I am a friend. She looked to his wounds. I don't know if I can fix these. I specialize in dark magic, and that only destroys. I'm not bound either. She picked up the chains showing the broken links. I sometimes get caught by humans and they try to restrain me with these.

[Somebody]

He pulled a blade from his pack, very tribal looking and turned it torward the one that saved him. "Trusst me" he said as he focused his mind on the chains attached to her. The blade began to glow white. Quickly he cut the shackles attached to the chains. He smiled and put put the blade away. "There that sshould be better then dragging em everywhere you go, my name iss Tezztor and though you won't tell me yours I appreciate the help."

 He grabbed some medical supplies from his pack and began to clean and stitch up his woulds, cringing as he did so. "I thought thiss place would be empty, I was foolish and need to be smarter next time"

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Nyx rolled her wrists as if the cuffs being removed felt like something new. People apparently don't know the rules of engagement. She watched curiously as he mended his wounds. To be fair, I didn't expect anyone here either. It's why I was reading dragonscript here. I thought I'd be alone.

[Dr. Strange]

She kicked her leg in her sleep, unintentionally snuggling closer to the cyote. (my apologies if I'm mixed up.)

[Somebody]

He finished up, bandaging his woulds and stood up stretching out his feet. He limped a bit as he made his way to the door. "With so many looking for me it would be wise to get thiss book out of here. No telling what kind of magic it has." Dust fell from the ceiling as he pushed up the door and made his way down the stairs back to the main level, noticing tracks leading out the main library door. The torch he dropping stil lies there where he dropped it, he grabbed it and re lit the torch. He looked behind him to see if the other had come with him.

  He made his way out of the library door and down the hall, sniffing the air for traces of the two attackers. Their scent was thick in the air as he made his way past the residential areas. "Perhapss it would be wise to go in and put a end to them now before they trouble uss later" he said quietly, having no doubt he hadn't seen the last of them.

[Dr. Strange]

She snorted, mumbling into Dave's chest.

Meanwhile, Syrial watched his new master with intrigue. He'd been confused why his mother sent him so close to the three castles when no one'd been allowed near them before. As he pondered it, he began to develop a headache.

[Arke]

He feels the other brushing against him and pulls himself reluctantly back to consciousness. 'Fool! Of course you left tracks! Get out of here!' He stumbles out of the door, holding his lacerated stomach although the bleeding had more or less stopped. His other hand reached for his short-sword, finding nothing. He curses quietly, trying to find his way through this haze of semi-consciousness to retrieve the weapon he had lost in the library. He was careful not to go back the way he had come, in the very likely event he was being followed. Soon he found himself at a section of hallway where the floor had fallen out, into a pit of unknown depth. It was not very far across however, and he managed to jump across without too much trouble. By now the halls were pitch black, though he had been blessed with a felines night vision.

[Dr. Strange]

Rolling over, she shivered at the breeze blowing across her back and curled into a ball, slipping into a deep sleep.