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Within the small town, Aurora do Vale, sat the simple but famous Silver Moon Inn. Owned by one, Diego da Silva, a retired adventurer with a big smile and charm that could make a princess swoon.

His inn was a sanctuary for travelers passing by into the town, seeking food, a drink, a story or a warm bed. His quiet life kept him too busy to even think about going back into those dungeons or seeking adventure like he did in his youth. Diego quite liked the peaceful life.

Enter Farah Marcellus LeRoux, the unseen and terrifying Vampire King from the realm of monsters…and he needed a break. The humans that came in day in and day out to try and take his head were getting more and more pathetic. On top of that, he had to rule those meatheaded beasts. So for the first time in his long, long life, he left the demon realm and ventured into the world of humans. 

His journey brings him to Diego’s inn, and their story begins.

The Innkeeper and The Vampire King

Marcellus was hiding something from me. Again.

Right after that dinner where his brother had appeared and treated me like I was some kind of vermin, he'd rushed me back to his grand chambers and left right after kissing me so deeply I saw stars.

I'd asked him before that where he was going to in such a hurry and he'd smoothky avoided answering.

So what was a guy to do in a kind of desolate castle floating across a land filled with flesh eating monsters that would've been eager to feast on his corpse? Explore without supervision, of course.

I walked through the eerily empty halls of the castle, noting how there were little to no decorations within the castle. It truly did look abandoned.

Almost haunted. Which would've been a little funny, what with Marcellus being a vampire. The Vampire King at that. Him living in a haunted castle would've been just too cliche.

Marcellus’ Paintings