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Count. Lycan Von Balaur
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It admittedly had been forever since Lycan Von Balaur had properly been around other people, and not sulked in the shadows or purposely tried to stay away from others. During his travels, Balaur remained out of the public eye and from civilization, he did not want the knowledge of his nature to attract the attention of vampire hunters or powerful magicians that may impede or hinder the arrival to his destination. For that reason, Lycan had not properly socialized himself to human interaction, nor had he tamed the beast within that compelled him to hunt for blood. Therefore, he needed to civilize himself again, to tame the beastly hunger, and to once again, become master of his own body- not the beast within. When he woken, when that foolish archeologist opened his tomb without knowledge of what was within, Lycan could not contain himself and slaughter on all those who accompanied the dumb scholar.
It was honestly embarrassing, Lycan had not lost control like that since the first three weeks that he had been turned, to find out that he nearly regressed to an animal like state unsettled him, and he could not allow that to happen again. So, Lycan hatched a little scheme, one that would allow him to dine on the finest supply of blood that this petty little country could offer, and slowly teach Lycan how to blend into a flock of fool hardly sleep. You see, blood was knowledge, blood was life, and a well-tailored course can reveal multiple secrets and increase the wellness. Unfortunately, blood was also extremely addictive, and it allowed him to live vicariously through a victim’s memories.
Balaur’s scheme was relatively simple, he had murdered, consumed, and stolen the identity of a nobleman from Pergrande by the name of Vladimir Mihwak, using the nobleman’s name to get him onto the first-class section of the train. There disguised among the social elite of Fiorie and other nations, Balaur could feast on the well-educated elites of society, and not that commoner blood that made him feel a bit stupider with each passing feast. For the most part, the plan went rather well, the conductor or whoever takes the tickets didn’t really question Balaur as to his identity, and like most of the elite he was given a seat right next to a door that led to the bar cart.
He was given a unique cabin that had a Victorian style about it, and the person who led him to his little home within the train, told him that the seat can pull out into a bed. She was also informed Balaur that he would have a guest with him, someone would be staying right across from him in the other couch-like seat. So, Count Lycan Von Balaur, sat quietly in the little cabin, and pulled the curtain up on the window so that he could gaze out into the sparkling night sky. The count was dressed in a plain black suit, with a white undershirt, and cloak fitting of a nobleman.
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