Re: Vampire Hunt RPG
"Quit complaining, both of you. We go in there, we kill a vampire or two, and we leave."
"Quit complaining, both of you. We go in there, we kill a vampire or two, and we leave."
"Don't worry, I'm used to this stuff. Anybody wana go in the cellar with me?"
"I will. Let's go see if we can kill afew vampires and get some wine while we're there."
The two parties decided to part. It seemed that Lizzie, James and Victoria were taking the Southern corridor while the others were heading down the Eastern corridor.
"So Victoria, are you carrying any weapons?" Lizzie asked.
"Possibly, why are you worried I'll use them on you?" Victoria shot back.
Lizzie let out a sigh, "No, I ask because you'll probably need some defense other than your teeth."
Victoria didn't say anything more.
James took the lead, they'd only walked a halfway along the corridor when it split into a T. James held out a hand to indicate that he wanted the ladies to stop. They did as instructed and waited as James raised his head to scent the air.
Lizzie also put out a search for possible enemies, she felt a cold chill and ducked as an axe swung over her head. "Look out!" She shouted to the others.
Shifting her crossbow, Lizzie aimed but their attacker had already moved on to launch another swing but this time it was at Victoria.
D stomped his way down the stairs into the cellar. "Yep, there's definitely wine down here", was the response from the smiling dhampir. "I doubt there are gonna be vampires, although we may find some corpses or coffins, so just cross your fingers Asher. Hmm, look at this bottle. Old Vineyard, 1835. Damn, this stuff hasn't been touched for a few decades. Hope it's good. Want some?"
Asher held up his hands, signaling his declining the wine. "No thanks, it would impare my fighting. I'm afraid I don't hold my alchohol all that well." The 4 hunters searched the cellar for anything of importance.
"So, henry...." Asher began. "Care to explain how you came to own the base of operations for the most sinister being on God's green earth?"
Voctoria swung her sword up, bearing her teeth as she blocked the attack.
"Good thing I carry this around," She said, ducking as the attacker swung at her a second time.
D took a huge chug of the Old Vineyard wine from 1835. "Mmm, still got a little kick in it. Anybody want some? I'm thinking of keeping this as a souvenir if you don't mind, Henry." D started searching around the rest of the cellar, when he noticed a strange box in the corner. "The hell is this?" said D as he pulled the box over for the rest of the group to see.
"Well, I'll be damned." Henry said.
"Who is he?" Asher said with a puzzled look on his face.
"It's my brother's coffin. They told me he was cremated."
"Then what are we staring at it for? Let's open it!" And with those words, D pushed open the box cover, to reveal a decaying body that was Henry's brother.
"Well somebodys been here a long time." Michael said as he stepped into the cellar "there was nothing going on up there that I could see."
The group continued to stare at the decaying brother of Henry. D broke the silence.
"Well, it's quite boring standing here, is there a stick around here? I wana poke his body."
Since nobody had given him a stick, D took out his longsword and started to poke the body in its ribs.
"And you say theres somthing wrong with m-" Michael was cut off when there was a large thud above them. More, smaller thuds followed, Somthing was headed for the stairs, and it sounded big.
In a whispered voice, D began to formulate a plan, but it was too late. Everyone in the room ran and hid as the thuds reached the cellar floor.
Asher hid directly against the wakk behind the cellar door. There was a flight of stairs in front of him, and he could see in between the wooden steps. He held his katana at the ready, when a vampire descended muttering to himslef.
"Lord Carlos wants more wine, eh? Doesn't need it, 'e's 'ad three bottles all by 'imself. I've barely 'ad any, an' that bas-" Asher thrust his blade forward when the vampire's neck was unguarded between the wooden planks, revealing the whiny bloke of his head. The body fell forward with loud "whump" as it hit the floorboards.
"Get ready boys." Asher said, weapons ready. "When Carlos realisez this scout is dead, we'll have a real fight on our hands."
Henry was quite irritated at the fact there had been vampires in his wine cellar. More so the wine.
"*** hole got into my wine!" Henry reapeatidly shot the corpse of the vampire. "He better not have taken the
((Sorry I haven't posted in a while, I'm in Tennessee and have very limited Internet access.))
(Oblivion anyone?) "I call the next one." Michale said. "We need to go find Carlos, the sooner he dies, the better."
"Hmm..." Henry stood staring at the face of the corpse in the coffin. "That's not my brother."
"But the coffin says it is. Weird.." D went over to the stairs to listen for anyone else coming.
"What? Why the hell would they put a fake body in your brother's tomb? What could there possibly be to gain form that? Huh?" Asher moved in closer to examine the body.
"They might have just done it to screw with us..." Michael said, he had his pistol ready, just incase somthing else decided to come down.
Lizzie was impressed as she watched Victoria deal with her attacker, she neatly cut of his head with a clean swipe and the fight was over.
James smirked, "At least we know someone is home."
"I don't think there was any real doubt about that." Lizzie replied. "My guess is there's a central room they're gathering in. As they say, safety in numbers."
Victoria chuckled, "And we split up."
"The element of surprise can be a great one." James put in.
Meanwhile, Carlos stood in the old ballroom surrounded by his fellow vampires. He had a bad feeling, he'd heard that some of the locals had been stirred up and were out for vampire blood. Normally such gossip wouldn't have bothered him. What did bother him was the whispers of a redheaded huntress. He sincerely hoped it wasn't Elizabeth, she'd come too close to killing him too many times. He didn't want to push his luck.
Celine and Alice were at his side and picked up on his mood. "What's wrong, honey?" Alice asked as she stroked his thigh.
"I'm concerned about intruders in the mansion." He replied.
Celine took his chin in her hand, "Don't worry, my love, the sentries will protect us."
Carlos pulled away from Celine's grip. "Some enemies are more determined than others."
Celine tilted her head to study him further, "You sound like you're concerned about a more familiar threat."
"I just like to be prepared." Carlos replied.
Alice smiled, "I'll patrol the halls for you, sweetie. No vampire hunters will take me out." With that Alice skipped out of the ballroom, a machete in her hand and a strong intent to kill.
After standing at the stairs to listen for more people, D concluded that they were not alone for the night. "Yep, he's here. Can't tell you where, but I can smell him alright. We should find the others and re-group."
Michael heard somthing off to the left. he slipped away, and headed in that direction. The others didnt notice, they were talking about somthing.
He had been gone for a couple minuets, and he was kind of lost. he heard a foot step to his right, he turned. There was some one standing there. The moment he realized he didnt know who it was, the woman attacked, swinging a machete at his head. Michael blocked the strike, stepping backwards. He slashed downward and right, but the woman blocked the strike and kicked him in the gut. Hard. He fell forward, droping his sword. The woman raised the machete, and Michael looked up, and swore at her.
The blade came down.
Alice wasn't ready to kill yet, she wanted to play. The machete landed next to her victim's neck, grazing it enough to bleed. She licked her lips, pulled the machete out of the wooden wall and spun around to cut again. This time she went for his legs, he jumped and she laughed. "Not so slow after all."
Michael lunged for his sword but Alice pivoted and stood over it. She slashed at him again, missed but managed to lick a small amount of blood from his wound as he passed. "Mmm, you're yummy. I'm going to enjoy sucking you dry."
"That madam, sounds rather obscene." He said feigning a grab for his sword but instead elbowed her hard in the chest.
Alice stumbled back feeling slightly annoyed. She should have anticipated that move. She swung her machete from hand to hand and ran her tongue over her moist top lip, tainted with Michael's blood. "I like obscene. Especially when blood is involved."
Michael charged her, then rolled to the ground and scooped up his sword. "I'll be you don't like it when it's your own blood."
Alice waved him provocatively, "Bring it on, sword-boy."
(well here i was thinking of a new character.....)
Michael grinned. He was going to shoot this one, and after he did, he woud decapitate her, and maby shoot her agian. "What makes you think im going to use this?" he said, lifting his sword slightly.
He saw the slight look of confusion on the vampire's face. As he grabbed the pistol from its holser, the grin died on his face.
He pointed the gun at the vampires head, and pulled the trigger.
(i realy dont expect the character the die or anything)
The rest of the group sat in the wine cellar, waiting for Michael to return.
"So..." D tried to break the awkward silence hanging in the air. Henry was too busy examining his "brother"s body.
"......." This went on for about half an hour.
Asher decided to take his leave.
"....I think I'll go check on the kid."
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