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The Red Dragon Inn RP

The young vampire put a tell on himself when he looked at ShadowDragon, but his attention drifted.

He looked upon the one saying to him how they shared the gift together. The things he had listed demonstrated classic vampire chronicles from all over the world. He had things under his belt, and if this man cloaked himself in black and performed to this big bar scene, he was something.

It wasn't like it was pioneering ball-and-chain technology. None of this was new. Scary, aged and skilled vampire lurking around in the night, half drunk from wine, erect from the smell of so much hot, sweaty blood wandering around, practicing spells and what else there might be.

When the old vampire joked with him, and asked him to play a song, then wound up eye to eye for a clear second which cast a little fear in Kobe. But, he smiled.

"Who are you, the pied piper? I like you. It's not in my time that I have an associate. Play something new, by the standards of that man walking through the door with the color red in his hue and an luminescence from his socket. He looks like he could be dangerous. Should we call him over, or do you know the more interesting"

The Red Dragon Inn RP

Name:
Kobe

Age:
95

Gender:
Male

Species:
Vampire (human)

Looks:
Ewan McGrogor

Personality:
He can be a stupid drunkard, or a polite sparring partner, or he may be more fulfilled by punching his fangs into a man's neck, better than alcohol. Albeit, Kobe has an indifferent view of the world, both around him, and undead that he's cut circles with. To the living, he can find them hilarious, but they are also silly and over emotional as studied under his judgeship. To the undead, which he only knows one of two nowadays, and they come in passing only. He hasn't contributed to the Red Dragon Inn in a long time, but he was itching to swing by and see the rowdy crowd. Boredom had gotten the best of him. Even staring down his pet boa snake in the kitchen was not much fun.

Skills:
Super strength and senses, flight, hypnosis, telepathy, element manipulation of wind

The Red Dragon Inn RP

He was flying in the ear-popping night air on his way to the Red Dragon, a place he had not visited for a great while. Kobe had grown dissatisfied. Every meal was the same. He could not find a long-term buddy. He needed a new residence, one without roaches and other pests. What makes a vampire's human side relevant? Alcohol.

The drink was engineered every time you turned around. This one was an Italian light beer, and the other one tasted like lemonade, and another one was from Russia and it was a non-alcohol alcohol. Kobe was light flying around. He had two shots of liquor, to get in the mood. Maybe an Italian beer thought the ninty five-year old bloodsucker.

He arrived on the street where the Red Dragon was. He slowed down and stopped halfway there. He was on the side walk, and looked around to understand the area. The first and only thing he noticed was an open 24/7 bakery south from where he prospected. How tasty that would be! He would go retail on their asses when he was ready to. Suddenly, he tasted liquor on his tongue. So, he walked up the street and entered the bar.

He did not say a word. He looked the place over, and it was as good as ever. He kept on his baseball cap, and his jeans and the well-made yellow colored boots. He had gotten warm with being solitary, but for now he sat at the bar and ordered one beer. He didn't realize it, but even sitting at the bar, his aura pushed everyone away. But, he was feeling several people.

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He fired two more shots, paused and didn't hear any thing, and pulled out one of his inter-chambered grenades. He set it for stun, and deployed it in the cloudy black mist. In five seconds it would detonate, and any one that had so much as a peek would the corner would catch some hearing loss and confusion, and blindness.

He held his ground, and watched to see if it was go-time. He rested his rifle on his shoulder.

The Assassin's Guild

He was following something. He had discovered a pattern of alluring shadows and nearly went for them, but while he was trying to figure it out he got frustarted and opened up his carbine assault rifle into the air. Then, he hears a voice around a blue wall and turns and spots @kalinsovrin He lets go three rounds every time he tips the trigger, and he did so for four attack bursts. He was waiting for the grenades, and his knife to come into play.

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This question usually loses some points, but I was MIA for July 4th week and I need to know what is going on??

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