Servantofthecourtyard

Keeping low the small Manservant encroached closer to the hamlet, eyeing up the hamlet's tavern as he went. Surely he could pick up a quick snack from a local town drunk?

By the time he left the tavern, night had fallen. It was dark and he was tipsy. Just enough to take the edge off of his pain. Some rustling nearby made him spin on his heel in suspicion. “Who’s... who’s there?”

Unfortunately for Thomas his heel snaps down on a discarded twig, the loud crack echoing through out the night.

The moment Thomas’s heel snapped the twig, Druel’s left arm twitched. His beast wanted to kill whoever dared to disturb him, but he took a moment to breathe. “Just come on out. I won’t hurt you if you don’t hurt me.”

"Can you help me get up? I've fallen and can't get up!" Thomas cried in a shrill voice, praying on the baron's life that this beggar looking character would buy it.

“All right. I’ll help you, but I want some answers first. I don’t recognize you at all. Care to explain who you are?” the abomination asked, crossing his arms. “We don’t usually get visitors out here.”

He barely was able to jump back at the lunge. The needle-nose didn’t quite impale him, but it did leave a gash that pained him. Druel grimaced. “What the—“

Thomas turns around suddenly after charging at Druel, wings buzzing excitedly in the nights cool air. He goes in for another attack, chattering loudly about getting a "Fresh meal".

He could feel his beast rising up within him, wanting to respond with pure rage. Given the situation, he didn’t think it a bad idea. However, he unlocked his chains enough to take a length of it and whip the vampiric being.

The blow forces Thomas back as his mouth opens, revealing rows of needle like teeth hiding behind long rotted away lips.

Keeping low the small Manservant encroached closer to the hamlet, eyeing up the hamlet's tavern as he went. Surely he could pick up a quick snack from a local town drunk?

By the time he left the tavern, night had fallen. It was dark and he was tipsy. Just enough to take the edge off of his pain. Some rustling nearby made him spin on his heel in suspicion. “Who’s... who’s there?”

Unfortunately for Thomas his heel snaps down on a discarded twig, the loud crack echoing through out the night.

The moment Thomas’s heel snapped the twig, Druel’s left arm twitched. His beast wanted to kill whoever dared to disturb him, but he took a moment to breathe. “Just come on out. I won’t hurt you if you don’t hurt me.”

"Can you help me get up? I've fallen and can't get up!" Thomas cried in a shrill voice, praying on the baron's life that this beggar looking character would buy it.

“All right. I’ll help you, but I want some answers first. I don’t recognize you at all. Care to explain who you are?” the abomination asked, crossing his arms. “We don’t usually get visitors out here.”

He barely was able to jump back at the lunge. The needle-nose didn’t quite impale him, but it did leave a gash that pained him. Druel grimaced. “What the—“

Thomas turns around suddenly after charging at Druel, wings buzzing excitedly in the nights cool air. He goes in for another attack, chattering loudly about getting a "Fresh meal".

Keeping low the small Manservant encroached closer to the hamlet, eyeing up the hamlet's tavern as he went. Surely he could pick up a quick snack from a local town drunk?

By the time he left the tavern, night had fallen. It was dark and he was tipsy. Just enough to take the edge off of his pain. Some rustling nearby made him spin on his heel in suspicion. “Who’s... who’s there?”

Unfortunately for Thomas his heel snaps down on a discarded twig, the loud crack echoing through out the night.

The moment Thomas’s heel snapped the twig, Druel’s left arm twitched. His beast wanted to kill whoever dared to disturb him, but he took a moment to breathe. “Just come on out. I won’t hurt you if you don’t hurt me.”

"Can you help me get up? I've fallen and can't get up!" Thomas cried in a shrill voice, praying on the baron's life that this beggar looking character would buy it.

“All right. I’ll help you, but I want some answers first. I don’t recognize you at all. Care to explain who you are?” the abomination asked, crossing his arms. “We don’t usually get visitors out here.”

Keeping low the small Manservant encroached closer to the hamlet, eyeing up the hamlet's tavern as he went. Surely he could pick up a quick snack from a local town drunk?

By the time he left the tavern, night had fallen. It was dark and he was tipsy. Just enough to take the edge off of his pain. Some rustling nearby made him spin on his heel in suspicion. “Who’s... who’s there?”

Unfortunately for Thomas his heel snaps down on a discarded twig, the loud crack echoing through out the night.

The moment Thomas’s heel snapped the twig, Druel’s left arm twitched. His beast wanted to kill whoever dared to disturb him, but he took a moment to breathe. “Just come on out. I won’t hurt you if you don’t hurt me.”

"Can you help me get up? I've fallen and can't get up!" Thomas cried in a shrill voice, praying on the baron's life that this beggar looking character would buy it.

“Do you intend to kill me  or have me take part in your act, Actor!?” He yells.

Theodor, being a well known trickster, lurked within the purple smog that surrounded the Manservant. A sword was dropped before the little bloodbag. Perhaps this was Theodor’s last trick? Not the sword itself, but something else involving said sword?

"My, my your eager to strike me aren't you?" Thomas snarled between breaths.

Keeping low the small Manservant encroached closer to the hamlet, eyeing up the hamlet's tavern as he went. Surely he could pick up a quick snack from a local town drunk?

By the time he left the tavern, night had fallen. It was dark and he was tipsy. Just enough to take the edge off of his pain. Some rustling nearby made him spin on his heel in suspicion. “Who’s... who’s there?”

Unfortunately for Thomas his heel snaps down on a discarded twig, the loud crack echoing through out the night.

“Do you intend to kill me  or have me take part in your act, Actor!?” He yells.

Theodor’s fist collides with Manservant’s cheek and small mandible, his head snapping to the side from the collision. The rushing of the blood excites Manservant as he twists his head, trying to jab Theodor’s chest with his needle like proboscis; now that he’s closer and still open from the punch.

With Manservant’s aggression heightened, the bug considers charging, but scraps that idea when he notices the trident being flung towards him.  With a swish of his forever bloodstained, grey hands, he flips his Cloche serving tray up, trying to shield himself from the tridents pointy end. 

Theodor’s fist collides with Manservant’s cheek and small mandible, his head snapping to the side from the collision. The rushing of the blood excites Manservant as he twists his head, trying to jab Theodor’s chest with his needle like proboscis; now that he’s closer and still open from the punch.

With Manservant’s aggression heightened, the bug considers charging, but scraps that idea when he notices the trident being flung towards him.  With a swish of his forever bloodstained, grey hands, he flips his Cloche serving tray up, trying to shield himself from the tridents pointy end. 

Theodor’s fist collides with Manservant’s cheek and small mandible, his head snapping to the side from the collision. The rushing of the blood excites Manservant as he twists his head, trying to jab Theodor’s chest with his needle like proboscis; now that he’s closer and still open from the punch.

“I’m sure I could fit into your cast Mr Krause, just give me sometime to finish my current duties then we can talk in more detail sir!” Manservant said cheerfully, he could do with a change of pace that didn’t evolve being shot or slashed at.

Hours later, Manservant would be approaching the agreed meeting spot Arriving with a few bottles of blood in hand, it would be rude not to bring some! He seems more cheerful than usual.

He stops talking and cautiously eyes up Theodore’s weapons, “Sir what do you need those for?”

Facing his fellow bloodsucker, Theodor shrugged his shoulders before presenting himself in a formal manner, “Attack me blood bag.”

“I’m sure I could fit into your cast Mr Krause, just give me sometime to finish my current duties then we can talk in more detail sir!” Manservant said cheerfully, he could do with a change of pace that didn’t evolve being shot or slashed at.

Hours later, Manservant would be approaching the agreed meeting spot Arriving with a few bottles of blood in hand, it would be rude not to bring some! He seems more cheerful than usual.

He stops talking and cautiously eyes up Theodore's weapons, "Sir what do you need those for?"

“I’m sure I could fit into your cast Mr Krause, just give me sometime to finish my current duties then we can talk in more detail sir!” Manservant said cheerfully, he could do with a change of pace that didn’t evolve being shot or slashed at.

Hours later, Manservant would be approaching the agreed meeting spot Arriving with a few bottles of blood in hand, it would be rude not to bring some! He seems more cheerful than usual.

“I’m sure I could fit into your cast Mr Krause, just give me sometime to finish my current duties then we can talk in more detail sir!” Manservant said cheerfully, he could do with a change of pace that didn't evolve being shot or slashed at.

Looking up at him with curiosity, “You believe that you can surpass the Baron? Hogwash! The courts appetite for violent acts and more bloodstained debauchery increases day by day! You’d be lucky if he didn’t include you in one of his act,” The manservant exclaims, simply shaking his head, “But they must like what you do if they haven’t demoted you sir,”

 “I suppose I should know your name sir?” He asked, now pouring himself a drink, it’s more like slop but alas its a servants pay.

He pauses for a moment thinking it over, then he continues, "Even though I'll still be a manservant, I suppose I'd enjoy a break, even if its in a fantasy conducted by you Mr Krause,"

Looking up at him with curiosity, “You believe that you can surpass the Baron? Hogwash! The courts appetite for violent acts and more bloodstained debauchery increases day by day! You’d be lucky if he didn’t include you in one of his act,” The manservant exclaims, simply shaking his head, “But they must like what you do if they haven’t demoted you sir,”

 “I suppose I should know your name sir?” He asked, now pouring himself a drink, it’s more like slop but alas its a servants pay.