The punishment for vampirism is to be burned at the stake. Necromancers, should they be captured, are hung.
I am both.
My master bestowed upon my shoulders a monumental task, one that has become my life's ambition. Should I fail, at least I will burn with a smile on my face, knowing that I did not live by my father's rules, the life he would have forced upon me as his heir.
I have brought a legion of slaughter to the foot of the altar where I will soon carve my destiny, and I know that more bloodshed will follow. I welcome every drop.
