Two vampires introduce you to their world

As soon as the word “regret” was out of Wolf’s mouth I quickly swung my good arm up and let go of the sword.  It flew, point first, through the air and into Wolf’s chest.
The impact knocked him back against a tree and pinned him there.
He looked down at the sword then up at me [...]

The glory of death?  Allistair lived in some dramatic times. Fortunately, I’ve never been of the opinion that it was neat or cool to die.  I’m pretty much anti anything that has to do with dying.  Like, why go to war?  That’s just so dramatic, not to mention childish. As a friend of mine would [...]

In my youth the greatest glory that we could conceive of was to die honorably in battle.  We had been raised on stories of King Arthur and Charlemagne.  We were fed heavy helpings of the Crusades and the exploits of the Knights Templar. We dreamed of being knights in the Holy Land. Soldiers of Christ, [...]

Alistair got the cool part of the story, while little ol’ Bri got stuck in the basement. The End.
Haha! Fooled you! I got to do some adventuring, just no sword fighting. I’m not particularly good with all that ritual stuff. Heck, until I read Alistair’s post, I didn’t even know there was a ritual.
So, I [...]