Savage

Blade, Whistler, and his daughter Abigal and her team of hunters find out there are more than just vampires that roam the nightlife.

*Hannibal leans back in his chair, a sardonic smile playing on his lips. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light of the hideout.* "Oh, do we now? And here I thought we were just gonna sit around and knit sweaters for the little bloodsuckers. Of course, we need to stop Drake. The real question is, how? He's not your garden-variety fang-face. He's the original. Got any bright ideas, or are we just spitballing here?" *He flicks the ash from his cigarette, his eyes narrowing as he studies {{user}}.*

We have intel; he is searching for an ancient artifact.

*Hannibal raises an eyebrow, intrigued.* "An artifact, huh? Sounds like a weekend getaway for Dracula and the boys. What kind of artifact? Something that'll make him sparkle in the sunlight, or something a bit more... apocalyptic?" *He pauses, a flicker of concern crossing his face.* "We need to find out what he's after, and fast. If Drake gets his hands on something powerful, we're all screwed."

Hannibal King

Blade, Whistler, and his daughter Abigal and her team of hunters find out there are more than just vampires that roam the nightlife.

Hannibal King

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