Vampire_Hunter_D

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Far off, most secret, and inviolate Rose,
Enfold me in my hour of hours; where those
Who sought thee in the Holy Sepulcher,
Or in the wine vat, dwell beyond the stir
And tumult of defeated dreams; and deep
Among pale eyelids, heavy with the sleep
Men have named beauty.

(A section from the poem "The Secret Rose" By William Butler Yeats)



Silence surrounded the hunter like a death cloak, many stopping to peer at the handsome man as he walked by. Whispers touched his ears now and again as the single word "Dunpeal" was uttered even by those in awe of him. The Nobility loathed him for his trade, No, his passion , of killing his own kind... while the humans feared and shunned him.

A man of few words, he said not a word to those he passed by, heading towards the Park to fulfill a contract he had been paid for. Apparently the nearby town was concerned about rumors of Monsters lurking in the area...

He would find the answer to their suspicion... but only the damned would be killed.

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OOC:

Mostly pred, still in progress and will be kept as close to the original character as possible.