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Under Construction Bastets rps, and partner hunt.

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  1. Gore
  2. Kink
  3. Graphic Violence
  4. Sensitive Topics
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  1. Erotic
  2. Fetish
  3. High Fantasy
  4. Low Fantasy
  5. Medieval
  6. Supernatural
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I'm bastet, or Jess whichever you choose to call me, I have been writing, or roleplaying for over 8 years. I enjoy fantasy, such more than slice of life, as it tends to be my escape from reality. I love multi- character roleplays, and always tend to have at least one idea for one. :)

As for my style I am a multi-paragraph novella rper, though as long as you give me two or three to work with I am fine with it, nor do I have qualms with shortening my post length.. Just no one liners please! I love detail, and you will never hear me complain about length, my own posts can be any where from two para's though normally range more about three or more.

I don't mind writing gore, or violence as some of my roleplays contain them as well. However I always give a trigger warning when mine involves such things.

Yes I write sexual content, though for now I will say I write bdsm, as for kinks there's to many to list.
I normally don't do fandoms sadly.


As for plots and settings, I'll list them in the thread. :)

Now onto plots, and such!
Plots:


Trigger warnings! Blood, gore, violence.

Title:
The Hunt for Sanctuary

Plot
In a land where dreams are not just dreams, and what you dream may just happen, what is one to do? Do you dare close your eyes? As what is inflicted in your dreams travels with you in your waking state. If their is no recluse in sleep, no escape, what is one to do? You sleep only to find that you feel no longer rested, and your escape is now one of a chase survival dream. However, what is it that you run from?

Yc character suddenly finds themselves in this land, amongst fae, sidhe, suspicious characters that surround him, and are none familiar. Those around you can never be trusted, as they too are involved in this hunt. Who is it you chose to trust, if all are suspicious?

Yc character(s) end(s)up here, and suddenly finds themselves involved in a deeper matter, one that could end their existence. Even closing one's eyes seems to bring no rest, only danger. During the day you feel ever watchful, as if you always must watch your back. There seems no escape day or night, yet those around you are always whispering of a sanctuary, a safe place where those that hunt, cannot reach you. Yet, you are only safe in sanctuary while awake. However, can those around you be trusted?



My characters, and what I need from you!:
I am going to be playing two, possibly three, or even four characters for this rp, However I am going to leave it up to you which two or three, and/ or four I choose. I do however suggest choosing two from where Sanctuary is found, and two from where the Hunt begins, for obvious reasons. Or at least one from each, or for each, leaving two a minimum choice!

So yes it's a multi character roleplay, I ask that you make at least two characters if not more. If later discussed, as the roleplay unfolds more can be added, as it may make this specific roleplay more interesting.


You may choose two to three, I actually recommend it, and no they don't have to be from my list, lol. However, I would not make the character(s) human, as mine will have abilities, so it sort of would be unfair. However, I suppose, one could be human, part human if you so choose that for your character.

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Plot: 2

Title: The Conflicted Assassin

Plot:
My Character is A prince from a specific colony, in a neighboring colony that was long thought to be destroyed, a colony of Phoenix assassin’s. A Generation back their colony had been targeted by the king or queen of your kingdom, though what had been done was more in Yc’s grandfather’s time. However after Yc father heard from an unknown source that some of those in the Assassin colony had somehow survived he sent out a force of men to do away with those that had survived. At time MC, the prince from the survivors of the colony was not present during the attack, though upon returning to where they had taken refugee finds many of his people he, his father, and his mother ruled over killed. One of those being his mother who died shortly after his return, from injuries she sustained. His father in a rage, with Mc’s own rage, and malice still churning inside him sends his son on a task, a mission of revenge.

He had one task, and is told to do it without mercy. A life for a life, knowing that the queen of the kingdom in which YC presides perished a while back, he was told to take the life of the King's hier, Yc, by any means possible. At the time MC had no qualms with this, and finds a way to work among those in the castle, with the other guards. However those around him do not know who he is, where he hails from, or much of anything else about him, for that matter. Eventually he will end becoming close to YC perhaps saving her, and becoming her own personal guard, which will present him with the opportunity he needs to complete his task.

However when the opportunity presents itself Mc finds himself fighting with feelings, and emotions that he has always been trained to ignore. Emotions that to him are quite strange, as he has never had to contend with them before, having never felt a connection to anyone. Emotions get in the way of their purpose, is what he had always been taught, so from a young age he had been taught how to block them out.. Though now they will cause him to hesitate when he finds him presented with the opportunities he needs to finish the task he has been given.


However the rest I was thinking we could work out! Though I was hoping that he would have the opportunity a few times to complete the mission he was given, but ends up interrupted somehow.


1790323880938.png Name: Prince Ryze Kozyra
Age: 21
Species: Phoenix
Eye color/s: Normal-Lilac/ When using Phoenix abilities- Ruby
Status: Trained Assassin
Eye color/s :Normal-Lilac Using Phoenix Abilities -Ruby
Sexual orientation: straight (Though keep in mind only females were allowed to engage in their carnal desires. Males were trained that emotions complicated missions, and were trained to only “show” them, or use them if they thought it would benefit them in completing the mission. Ryze has always been one that ignored anyone's advances, so he could focus on missions and training alone.)

Personality: Ryze normally seems standoffish to most he meets, as well as attitudinal. He can also be quite difficult, though does tend to sometimes put on a mask for certain people, if only to mislead them. Those who do know him, which is anyone who he grew up around, meaning those of his colony, know that he is a very serious minded person, normally. He has never been one to let things cloud his judgement, especially when it comes to his job. Any emotion he shows around other is because it is what would be expected of him, though a certain shadow seems to stay in his eyes, a coolness that shows his real self. Or what he had become because of his upbringing, and what he has been trained in. Smiles never seem to reach his eyes, nor take that shadow from them, they never seem to bring a brightness that most would see in another’s eyes. Or at least see in someone who wasn’t trained to be a killer. To some he comes off strange, though he merely tells those who actually question his sometimes serious demeanor that he is a mercenary and it comes with the trade, at least when he is around those he doesn’t know that is what he tells them. That is also what he tells those who ask about his skills with weapons, and such things.
(However as the rp continues the emotions he starts to feel more frequently will start to change him, which will bring about changes in his personality.)

Skills/ Abilities:
(Skills will be marked with a + Abilities {Powers} will be marked with a -)
+Stealth weapons: (Daggers, darts, throwing knives, and quills (a very small discreet easily hidden poisoned weapon. Looks like a small dart, though with a longer tip, most if it is noticed or seen think of it as a type of needle or sewing apparatus.. Depending on the poison one small prick could cause death with in seconds, or sooner.)
+Close combat: Both with weapons such as daggers, and short-swords, as well as hand to hand.
+Archery: Though not his favorite choice in any battle, or combat situation.
+Stealth:
+Lock Picking: (Taught in case it was ever need to gain access to a target, or needed to escape.)
+Alchemy: Though he can use it in other ways, he was mainly taught this as a way to learn to mix, and poisons.)
-Smoke Multiplication: Able to create an image of himself out of smoke, that can come from himself, or that of a fire, or small bundled packets of certain substances when mixed with a flint, that will create smoke when thrown.
-Fire manipulation: Though he has the ability around others it is forbidden to use it as it could easily give him away.
-Fire shield: Able to create a shield out of fire, the fire can come from himself, or from another source.
-Healing tears: Though every phoenix has the ability to heal using their tears, it was, and still is rarely if ever used among the assassin colony. Mainly because of how they were taught to control their emotions, or use them only if they were needed.
-Rejuvenating Aura: Some, though not all Phoenix’s have the ability to help others heal more grievous injuries that their tears can not using their own Aura by sharing it with another. Using this same method in a more complicated manner if the person is near death they can share enough of their own energy, though this also creates a bond between the two, it can keep the person who they use it on from Dying.

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Plot:**

There had always been rumors of odd creatures of the night. Peculiar beings with unknown powers, and abilities. Ones that lived in darkness, but of course these rumors, and myths had never been proven. Though when a strange yet beautiful male comes to a city, holding such powers and abilities though none actually witness these things in person rumors start to fly. What is even worse is shortly after his arrival bodies start piling up drained of blood, cause of death exsanguination.

Some of the bodies found, even exsanguinated, had died viciously. Throats torn out, or ripped open. Though others held two small neat puncture Mark's. It took quite a while for the bodies to be found, though after it turned out it was all people who lived alone, that no one knew much of. Though still it was cause for alarm no one could find out what had caused the puncture Mark's. The police were baffled by the mysterious deaths, not to mention how many there were. Yet still bodies still seemed to be found days later, even after older had been found.

However when one inspector is called in to help with the situation, and starts asking around the towns people start speaking of a male who had recently came into the town a couple months back. Of course when the inspector starts trying to seek this individual out, it seems at first he is quite hard to find. The other thing that is not mentioned is the ethereal beauty that Male seems to possess. Though there is a certain pull that he seems to possess, and unnatural grace, as well.

However he is immediately a suspect in these heinous murders. Though the inspector will quickly find out that he is not one who is easy to speak to. Let alone to even get to remain still long enough alone can question him. Though of course there is little evidence to actually point to him besides the timing.

That and though those around the city blame him and his mysterious arrival. He is of course innocent, but will that be figured out in time to save him from being put in captivity? Or stop the next murder, from taking place? That and how will the inspector deal with the suspect that holds the ethereal beauty if she finds out the truth?


My character
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Name: Ashton Caine

Age:"I stopped counting when I reached seven hundred"

*Species:*Vampire

Eye color/s: normal-glacier blue (They glow a slightly brighter blue when he is using his powers Or caught in the thralls of passion.)/Blood-lust or hunger: crimson

Hair color: Golden Blonde

Appearance: Ashton has beautiful glacier, or husky blue eyes, and brilliant golden blonde hued hair. He has of course a natural alabaster complexion. However although he holds a naturally slender, yet muscular build, most say he is more beautiful than handsome. At least until they catch sight of what lays in under his clothes, or what he hides behind his hair. Ashton has scars that mar the one side of his body, he has become quite used to using shadows, as well as his hair to keep the scars that mar his naturally beautiful face from view of those who look at him. He has had so many years practicing this technique that he is used to using those shadows around him, as well as his hair to hide what he doesn't want others to see. Though not many have actually seen the scars as he is quite good at hiding them.

Personality: Ashton has never been very talkative, he is normally quite quiet. He is not very outspoken, and holds quite a reserved posture. Though most say that he can be quite broody, or at least that he doesn't smile very much at all. Some even say he seems to hold a quiet hatred of those around him. Even if he doesn't say so outright, many see it upon approaching him, though not many know that it is because of what happened to him in the past. Though he used to be quite the confident individual, none have seen that side of him, as he now holds a lack of self confidence. He still notices those around him staring like he is beautiful, unnaturally so. Even though he has seen those faces of admiration, and awe, turn into disgust, or even horror, as soon as he has revealed the scars that mar his perfect complexion on the one side of his face.

Abilities/Powers:
+Supernatural speed
+heightened senses
+supernatural strength
+compulsion
(requires eye contact, or touch)

+ Able to feed of sensual energies in place of blood, (though still feels the cravings of his bloodlust, even though feeding in such away sates him for a short time) [Rare ability among the kindred]

+daywalker (Even though he has this ability, being out in the sun for long periods of time does weaken him.) [However showing himself during the day since he has gained this ability, helps him keep a more human like appearance, and stave off suspicion of those who may want to cause him harm]
+Levitation
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Need inspector!
 
Forbidden Intrigue!
For Plot:
Brought up in a World where he must hide who and what he is. Where not only magic, if found out, could bring a death sentence, but where his kind have been sold into slavery, he hides what he is and what he was born with. An escaped elf mage in hiding, and working in possibly one of most dangerous places he could if he was found out. The Castle. Not only an Elf but one with magic, he hides his elongated ears with long brown hair, and magic, but there is no way for him to hide his perfectly alabaster skin, that almost seemed to hold a faint glow in the moonlight. Scars decorate his back, showing he was indeed once a slave himself, as well as a dragon marking on his shoulder that marks him as a mage to those that know of the marking, now an escapee, and fighting to keep his secret hidden from all around him.

Though something may soon threaten those secrets when he finds himself soon being named Lord Of the BedChamber to the King’s Heir, The Princess, after accidentally saving her life not knowing whom he had saved.. Now working for the very closely to very the people who outlawed magic, and sent his kind to become slaves, he may now also have to overcome an even more unexpected obstacle..

When he starts to become attached to the princess though he tries to keep his feelings even to the princess secret, for it was unheard of for the two to lay together… So there was no way that a royal could possibly feel for someone such as him could there be?

Note** We can start before The princess (YC) gets saved or we can talk about where we would like to start with this. I had an Idea for where it could start a little before MC saves YC the princess, but will discuss with partner.

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Name: Lashrael Rivleam
Age: Looks 21 but is actually quite a bit older.
Gender: Male
Species: Elf
Sexuality: straight
Hair color: Dark Brown
Eyes: A dark brown, so dark they nearly look black

Looks: Most when they first see Lash, think that he his female from a distance. With dark brown hair that he keeps long, and normally around his shoulders to hide his elongated ears, and his lithe and slender form, he is naturally androgynous looking, with sharp features,naturally pale skin and almond shape eyes. Scars decorate his back, from whips from his time when he had been captured and sold as a slave, and a dragon marking lays on his shoulder, marking him as one with magic, though most never see it as he tries to wear clothing that keeps it covered.

Personality: Normally quiet, and soft spoken, Lash normally keeps to himself, as he believes getting to involved will endanger him.Though does have a tendency to be quite stubborn at times and tends to get annoyed easily. Though his eyes seem to grow darker when he is angered or annoyed, though most who have witnessed it takes as a trick of the light. It isn’t easy for Lash to trust people, and he tries to keep himself at a distance. Lash normally tries very hard to keep in control of himself, he tries to keep what he is feeling and thinking from showing on his face or in his eyes, though his control is not perfect. He tries to be diligent in most everything, especially in keeping his secrets.

+Abilities/*Strengths:
+Excellent hearing
+Excellent vision
+Very Agile and fast
+Able to use different kinds of magic: Elemental,{is better at controlling fire than any other} Conjuration, Enchanting, and light healing magic.
*Good at hand to hand combat
*Good with Bows, and daggers, especially throwing daggers.
*Blacksmithing
*Jewelcrafting
*Woodcarving/ Woodcrafting

Weaknesses/Bad Habits:
-If he gets really annoyed he’ll run his hands/hand through his hair.
-sometimes mumbles to himself in elvish
-heals faster than a human, but not to an extreme extent
-Bad with sword, spears, and such weapons.
-Weak at Water magic (Though can still use it)
-Weak at Hexes

+Likes/-Dislikes:
+Being out in the forests
-captivity
-having to hide constantly
-not being able to use his magic as he likes
+reading
+Hunting
+Practicing his magic
+Practicing with his bow or Daggers
-The King

History:
Lashreal was born to two Elvish Nobles who were highly skilled in using magic. He spent his first years being taught how to use his own magic properly. He was taught to hone the magic that he held with himself, taught how to control it, and how to hide it, for this was when people were starting to at magic as bad thing, as thing to be scared of. Though when Lashreal was real young magic had yet to be outlawed, though it was starting to become a danger to hold magic within oneself, and those who did were always looked upon as if dangerous.

Though it wasn’t long before that fear drove things to change, majorly especially for some, Lash being one of them.Soon people’s fear of magic and magic users made things go downhill fast. War broke out, and because many blamed the elves for magic even being brought into the kingdoms, elvish were attacked. Villages ransacked, many elves were killed, some on sight, some were even taken for reasons unknown. The war went on for years, but the elves were sorely out-manned, and eventually those that did survive were caught, and sold into slavery.

Eventually those who captured the survivors found where he and his family were hiding. He woke one night to hearing his parents yelling, before his mother had rushed into the room and hurried him out of bed. Though it didn’t do any good, even leaving through the window as he and his mother did, they were soon found as they ran, and his was mother killed trying to protect him from them. Lash tried to fight back, not realizing one of the captors was behind him and he was soon hit from behind.

When he woke he was shackled, though not alone. After that things got worse for the young elf, being so young at the time Lash didn’t even know the common tongue, or at least much of it. Those who had captured him took the time to at least teach him the common tongue. Though after he was soon sold to a man, and being untrained caused him nothing but Grief. Time after time he would remember the feeling of a whip against his skin, and bear the marks that it gave him. More than once he had been caught trying to heal himself, but instead of turning him over to the Royals, the man who had bought him just ended getting worse in his treatment when handling Lash. The one who had bought him started getting worse as time went on. After almost beating, and whipping him death, after one of the times he fell unconscious, Lash woke deciding he would rather risk his life trying to escape, than staying where he was and almost definitely dying at the hands of the man who thought himself his Master.

He waited until his “Master” was asleep sneaking into the man’s bedroom first set fire to the curtains, then walked from the room just as quietly as he walked in, stealthily leaving the house, but not before setting fire to a couple more items that would help the process along. He only watched the smoke, and flames in the house for a few moments before he turned, when he heard a scream, and ran from the area stopping for no one. He hoped that the man wasn’t of importance, but he also didn’t care, he started wearing his hair down to hide his ears, stopped using his magic and hid the marking on his shoulder with an enchanted necklace he started wearing. He didn’t know how long he had walked, or how far, he didn’t look behind him and only stopped in a few places, looking for small paying jobs he could do quickly and with ease just to get by. His looks never made things easy for him, people would look, but none asked keeping to their own, merely figuring he was from another land. Though, finally having earned enough to buy a horse, that made his travels much easier, it got him further from the burned manor he had been living at before.

It wasn’t until he reached a small village, though nearer to the castle than he would have liked, that he decided he was far enough. He settled as far from others that he could, but still moved among them, merely telling those that inquired he was from a distant land, to settle their curiosity. Lash settled there, enjoying the peace he had gained, close enough to a wooded forest, and some trails that he could enjoy what nature would have to offer. He eventually got job, working alongside a blacksmith, and made it the castle more often than he would have liked to, but delivering weapons to the guardsmen, and the like were part of the work he had acquired. He never really spoke to anyone there, but did once have the task of delivering the King a sword that had been made especially for his heir, Lash had done most of the work on it himself. After that he decided he no longer needed to move any further, deciding he was as safe as he could get, and just would be careful. He had made a life for himself at village, and most no one bothered him. He started practicing archery, and one of the towns people he spoke to after telling him of his history as a guard taught him combat. Lash excelled in Hand to hand combat, archery, throwing daggers and knives and using close range weapons such as daggers, all which he had made himself and in secrecy enchanted using his magic. He now often hunts in the nearby forests, as well spends a lot of his nights out in the forests, practicing with his daggers, and throwing knives and daggers. His days are spent working at the Smith’s, or delivering packages, such as weapons, armor, and such, to different guard positions, whether it be at other guard posts outside the village, or around the castle itself.View attachment 159882View attachment 159882

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Title: Wrongfully Taken

Plot/storyline:
Wrongfully Taken
Taken into a lifestyle, not unfamiliar to her, at the tender age of eighteen, a lifestyle known to some, but frowned upon by many. A lifestyle that chose her, and she choose, before even leaving home. The sensuality, and erotic sensations, that left one eagerly tasting desire in many ways.

However, being wrongfully taken, left her seeking solitude with another. Another, dominant, another protector, another Master.

Her mind never changed, her body still desiring what drew her, to the lifestyle, the feeling of taught ropes, the bite of the whip, the sting of a blade. Those desires not being met in away she wanted, or needed merely left her seeking elsewhere. Now she finds herself sneaking away, removing her collar, and delving into dark sinful places.

Clubs, bars, all these, merely to seek one. One that allowed her certain pleasures, others found forbidden, even amongst those here.

All the while, trying to hide this from a Master she hid away deep in her thoughts. Telling no one of the days she lived, and only of the nights that found her.

What would her new Master do when finding out she was already collared, that she already belonged to another. How would he react to finding out she was wrongfully taken?

Character to come!
Seeking a male character.
This can also be made into a low fantasy roleplay! :)

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Darkest Dungeon
For the longest time solitude found her. Solemnness came with loneliness following closely at its heels. For years desire eluded her, leaving her to her solitude, and soft silence. A silence that normally she would welcome, even with her friends berating her to find someone, or something more.

Something more, she had been down that road, she had sought desires none had dared to delve in. Or at least most, but that time in her life has passed, or so she thought. Had the desires that she used to sought left her completely?

Strange that the mere mention brought back so many memories. Memories of haunting clubs, of devilish desires, and of strange sinful sights. Yet she had found nothing, mere flings, and men desiring nothing more than sex.. Fakes.. All of them..

Yet, it took only one friend's concern, and an invite, along with a pleading phone conversation. This from another that had found, and sought, what she desired to urge back to places she thought she left behind..

One club, and bar, a new one that her friend, desired to try, the newest place in town. Darkest dungeon. The newest for those delving in the lifestyle.

Few got past the entrance.. At least on the opening day. Yet somehow her friend managed to come across vip passes.

Perhaps this time would be different.. Her friend said it would.
 
Multi character idea

Title: The Inheritance

Strange occurrences always happened in one's life, yet a single strange occurrence was almost always considered normal. However, on most occasions these occurrences remained far from Yc. Until a year after he turned..
(leaving the age up to you 18+, preferably older however).

Up until then he lived a pretty normal life, gym trips, a job, ect. Yet in one year he found himself losing everything. First there was the death of Yc mother, soon after another death occurred ( girlfriend, grandmother, aunt,up to you).. Then yc's job, after too many absences with all that happened, they let you go.

Lastly months later you receive a strange document, in the document it is explained that your grandfather that you never met passed away.

Two massive places of lodging are listed, cars, even a large sum of money, though the amount is unclear. It even states that the properties are taken care of by a few, who will remain on the property. A house maid and a.. Servant. Which both properties have.

Though it also states that the inheritance is split... With your brother who abandoned your family long after your father split.

Which means he received documents matching yours, not that it was deserved. Yet why now? You never met the old coot... Strange he included the both of you in the will.

Yet now you have to prepare yourself to meet your sibling, who never bothered to return, even during your mother's sickness, and passing. All this to find out how to receive your inheritance! If you accept!

An address is listed at the bottom of the corner. A meeting place, where you suppose the lawyer will meet the both of you. Before you and your brother decide you get to see what your inheritance brings you..

Lucky you.

Tell me if one of your males have a gf I would like one of them too.
 
Title: Newly Embraced

Storyline:
Many had passed her, merely to glance away, as she lay there practically exsanguinated. She guessed many thought her dead, as there was no way any could survive what she had been through. Or so those around must of thought,
For he had given her the dark gift, nearly tearing her throat asunder in the process. Leaving only a faint tingy taste on her lips, as the stranger's blood slowly trickled from the corner of her mouth.

She laid there her throat knitting, skin becoming ethereally pale, and once again flawless. Though she knew nought what was happening, as a void closed over her thoughts, allowing her to slip into unconsciousness. Only allowing her to wake to a new desire in the forming in depths of her mind. She felt such thirst, a hunger like no other, it was enough to drive one so young into a frenzy.

Three days she had lain there too weak to move, and now she rose covered in soil, and blood. The crimson decorating her alabaster skin, like some abstract painting, all contrast against ethereally pale skin. Now a young kindred left on her own so shortly after her embrace. Her sire seemed much like she had become, or like she was now, untamed, and crazed.

As she rose for the first time innocent people passed her, her lips parted, fangs glistening in the moonlight. In hungered frenzy, before she could even think to react, she found herself pulling back from someone's throat. The skin torn ragged, jagged edges looking more as if some beast had taken a hold. Blood stained the ground were she stood, two bodies lay piled closely together, and a third not far from the two.


Plot: A newly embraced kindred is left on her own. Bodies start being found in yc's territory,
exsanguinated, throats torn asunder. Yet as of yet no one has came across what they assume is a young craved kindred.

Can yc save her in time before your council decides that her death would suit them, rather than allowing her to live? Or will he nearly be to late?

Seeking preferably a male vampire.
 
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