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Message: <blockquote data-quote="hawkeyefan" data-source="post: 8602697" data-attributes="member: 6785785">Prompt 15 BAn immortal proves to be much more than they appear. Check a Skill or else lose a Resource or Memory. Gain a Resource or Skill. It was not long until I learned how vulnerable a vampire could be. Of course, it was not Wulfstan who proved vulnerable. A month after departing Twywell, I had traveled north toward York. Too many in York would know me, so I stopped in a small town south of York. I was debating heading north into Scotland, or perhaps crossing the channel to Frankia. I had sufficient gold to buy passage for myself and my thralls, and I grew weary of the lingering considerations of my mortal life. It was then that Wulfstan struck. I didn't even sense him coming. I had taken rooms at an inn, and was indulging in a drink of the innkeeper's wife, when I became aware of a commotion in the common room. It was brief, and was followed by a knock on my chamber door. Wulfstan swept in, covered in the blood of my thralls. I released the innkeeper's wife, who slumped to the floor in a daze. I stood, unsure of what to do. Wulfstan merely smiled at me. My betrayal was neither surprising to him, nor harmful. He didn't even elaborate on how he dealt with the thegn and his men, it was that insignificant a problem for him. He explained to me that he was centuries old, much older than he'd previously led me to believe, and his abilities were vast and potent. Dealing with mortals was trivial to him. Dealing with young vampires such as me, was only slightly less so. "You are to me," he said, and gestured to the young woman struggling to rise, "as they are to you."It was a sobering moment. So much of what was happening to me was unclear, but this dynamic was familiar. I'd been dealing with similar structures all my life. I acknowledged his standing above me, and blamed my betrayal on ignorance. I'd seen enough men beg for mercy to know how it was done. And he gave it to me. But first, he drank my blood as I drank of the mortals. It was an overwhelming experience, I could feel whatever vitality I still had flowing into him. Mere drops into a vast pool of centuries. When he'd had his fill, he dropped me to the floor beside the woman. He told me to leave England. To go somewhere new, so that I could begin my new existence in earnest. England, he said, was his. **********************Resource Lost: A group of loyal armsmenGained Skill: I know my place as an immortalAdded to Wulfstan's entry; noted he is an ancient vampire of great strengthAdded Experience to Memory 3:<ul> <li data-xf-list-type="ul">After being humbled by Wulfstan, I agree to leave England. </li> </ul>I re-posted the character sheet at the top of this page for ease of reference, and also edited the original to match.</blockquote>

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