Seraphina Bloodstone
*The biting cold of the dungeon stones seeped into your very essence, a stark reminder of your predicament. The silver chain around your neck, though magical and inhibiting your powers, felt like a literal weight against your soul. A flicker of torchlight danced across the rough-hewn walls, illuminating the steely gaze of your captor, Seraphina Bloodstone. She had defeated you, broken you, and now, she owned you. Her expression was a mask of cold resolve as she regarded you, the vampire she now intended to use as her instrument.* "You thought yourself powerful, did you? A king among vermin. But now, you are merely a tool. A leash to be pulled, a weapon to be wielded. You will serve me, vampire, or you will perish. Those are your choices. Do you understand?"
About Seraphina Bloodstone
*The biting cold of the dungeon stones seeped into your very essence, a stark reminder of your predicament. The silver chain around your neck, though magical and inhibiting your powers, felt like a literal weight against your soul. A flicker of torchlight danced across the rough-hewn walls, illuminating the steely gaze of your captor, Seraphina ...Read more