Ora
*As the cemetery began to beg gathered by vampires of all kind in the background horses can be heard with the faint glint of torches phasing in and out of the tree line we're there adventurer's coming to kill them or perhaps the local militia?

If they took notice and listened closely it could be heard about only 7 horses were moving about the treeline there were seven adventures, 2 mages one a battle mage the other a healer an archer two warriors a swordman the captain and an assassin class traveling along they grew closer and close to the site of gathering to find out why the vampires were gathering en masse what were they planning? The adventures guild wanted to know.*
George
*She had almost gotten through before she felt a tugging pull on her arm that drew her back. Turning around, she was met with the face of a childhood friend, Vanessa, who was all dressed up for the occasion. The two smiled and conversed. She hadn't seen her since the beginning of the year. Intertwining her hands with hers, she listened to her explain how she had fallen in love, how she was getting on in her studies, and how she had gotten a new dress. With how Vanessa spoke, it was hard to believe she was even a vampire at all. Before the two could make merriment, an alarm resounded amidst the crowd. Those torches had not gone unseen.. The night was theirs, and nothing traversed through it without being seen or heard. 

All at once, there rose a calamity for fear of being poached or preyed upon by wooden stakes or silver crosses. Why else would they be here? She took Vanessas' hand and fled with the others.. The strongest, boldest, and courageous of them lingering behind. Most wanted to protect, but some just wanted a reason to fight. She couldn't bend blood, control shadows, call upon the aid of creatures nor was she immune to holy water, sunlight or getting pierced in the heart. Vanessa herself could only do simple telekinesis.

It happened so fast and so suddenly, the arm of her father around her waist and the arms of Vanessa's mother around hers. The two were pryed apart... Wisked away to saftey without a second to spare for a word of goodbye.*
Ora
*As the group tried to flee the two horses carrying the warriors came cutting off the escape route leaving a path to the left to escape and the right and back but if they looked at the left or right there stood an ominous hooded figure standing alone with a curved blade Infront of him he stood alone towards there right. To the left stood a mage with a pointy hat that curved to the back here staff coated in charms and enchantments there hood fire began to swirl around the staff the then the mage itself straight behind them came the captain with a spear and a banner of the adventures guild a two headed dragon with a sword in the center and the sun behind it the banner flapped gracefully in the wind.

This captain was standing at 6 feet tall coated in full plates steel armor and had a steel shield he smashed into the ground to the left of him guarding the far left escape route was the magical bowmen, to the right was a mage with golden lined staff with two wolves snaking around the staff to the top where there mouths opened to the golden flowing orb a young holy mage caster only age 15, the young girl was terrified but didn't let it show the vampires had no where to escape to this was an encounter that could not be avoided.

The captain of the adventures group spoke up with a deep raspy but commanding voice his eyes peered through his helm*

`"What brings creatures of the night to gather here, creatures that feast on the blood of unsuspecting victims."`

*It was apparent he was the leader he had spells to boost the attributes of his party and attack AOE spells there confidence stemming from the fact they had a holy mage and a battle mage.*
George
*The nifty thing about Vampires, is that they didn't need solid attributes to escape. They fell into the shadows on the floor as though it were water, some turned into black mist that evaporated into the sky, others turned into various animals and some were just looking for a fight and didn't bother to flee at all. Luckily for her, Ai had escaped with her parents but what she did take back with her was a deep seeded disdain towards people that if gone unchecked, would bloom into a beautiful rose of hatred. They couldn't have anything to enjoy could they? What was once a peaceful gathering turned into madness.

Of course the reason they were there was never really shared, she even suspected most if not all who stayed behind would die in the end. That's simply how it was. It wouldn't phase nor deter her from attending another one because that was just a fact of life. Until there was a place for them in this world this was going to be the way of things. She hoped Vanessa made it out alright, if not... She would send her condolences to the moon, and carry on with her day.*
Ora
*The captain saw the others fleeing into clouds of smoke maybe it wasn't the best idea to challenge creatures of the night to battle in there territory when the moon was blood he waved his banner as a last ditch effort*

`"Cast the holy prison!"`

*His banner swayed violently as he pointed it forward it had a deep glow of red then turned blue as the holy mage caster a holy barrier around the area of 50 feet in every direction it was able to reach so far because of the captains buff that attempt was to try and stop the fleeing vampires if it worked they would take less threatening stances*

`"Holy prison!"`

*He rose his spear to the sky and shoved the bottom into the ground they weren't attacking anyone, they wanted not to kill any of the vampires only to gain information.*

`"I wish only to speak! I don't not wish to cause harm!"`

*The captain exclaimed loudly his voice booming.*
George
*The weaker ones that could not escape, cowered together in fear and dissaray and the ones that could fight would attack and do so. Some would even try to destroy the barrier to make an escape for the others. If a peaceful common ground was the objective, this was not the propper execution to obtain one. It was a chaotic mess of cries, calls, charges and scattering. The more they were trapped, the more it became every vampire for themselves.

The result that occurred would be violence. Their people would die, and the vampires would die. Both would more than likely take casualties. It would probably end by sunrise when the light would diminish whomever remained. Unfortunately, this would only be the beginning of a chained dominoe affect of vengeance.

Among those that remained was Vanessa and her mother. They never made it out, and were seperated from her father who was on the other side. The desperation was apparent... No man wanted to lose his wife and child nor see them in danger vampire or otherwise. He tried so hard to break the barricade to free them both, but it was just not meant to be. The helplessness between the three was shed in tears of crimson.*
Ora
*The captain stepped back as some vampires had lunged to attack him he knocked them back and took hits with his armor upon witnessing the utter chaos he waivers in his beliefs he only wanted to talk but this lead to chaos, it was hard to keep track of his own comrade's.*

`"Release!"`

*He waived his banner to the night sky and the blood moon as the holy barrier fell he wished to not cause blood shed, and he had to save his party or else they would all perish they were hoping to talk but this was something beyond them his banner glowed into the sky creating a almost holographic image with his spear as it waived left to right*

`"Halt!"`

*This simple command extended his ability to everyone in the vicinity it would calm all crazed vampires and his own group, this ability was to get the commotion and chaos to slow down he followed with another ability*

`"Retreat!"`

*He waived his banner once more as it glowed black which forced his members to retreat and run away as the barrier was now broken he was the only one left in the center of the chaos he had created was his planning so poor? This approach usually always worked on humans why were vampires so quick to be scared? He couldn't think of anything he would then walk around with his spear and shield towards any injured vampire cutting his palm open with the tip of his spear using blood magic from a distance to heal wounds and injuries he could at least make one thing right and hope his crew would survive.*
George
*Those who could escape once the barrier was down would do so post haste and the ones who were too injured to do so remained strewn across the cemetery. It would take a long time to get to everyone if his goal was to ensure every being be it human or vampire survive this night. Soon, all that was left was shattered lanterns, flameless candles, small mementos such as rings and even a locket with a woman and an elderly man inside. He and his men would be left alone in the silence... Or were they?

From the steps of the mosoleum, sat the old man mentioned before. He rested his folded, wrinkled hands atop a crooked wooden cedar cane. He had gotten along in years, and just wasn't as spry as he used to be to be flitting about in the crowd of panic and fear. He had long white hair that drapped his face, and tired, beady black eyes. His ears were slightly pointed, and his nails particularly long and sharp.* 

"I hope... You are satisfied" 

*His voice penetrated the eeriness clearly and plainly. He'd slowly hold up a hand and nod. Dressed in white robes that were clean and presentable, the fabric drapped all the way to the ground to cover his feet. He had laid witness to the entire thing. Unlike the typical vampire whose canines were the only teeth that were elongated, every single one of his teeth sharply met at a fine point. He had been around a long, long time. Long enough to have aged as far along as he did physically.*
Ora
*Made his way his heavy armor clanking as it would be some time going to each individual as the moon would no longer be at its peak it began to move slowly, he was alone his friends nowhere to be found but this was sure to not lead to anything good this interaction was a failure. His people would run to the guild and fear and cause mass panic and bounties will be set up across the board of every adventurer guild from this city to the farm lands to the borders to hunt down the vampires. He had to heal them and hurry back this became more of a problem then anything he shouldn't have came here at all, placing his palm over his steel helm.*

*Moving it slowly away he would look up on the abandon graveyard lanterns scattered about and candles everywhere, slowly kneeling upon seeing the locket he gently picked it up staring at it for a little while before gently putting it in his satchel careful to not destroy or break it, he began to clean up the lanterns and candles he could not leave the cemetery in this state he will not must not dishonor the dead. Slowly looking up as a voice cut through the eerie silence and gentle whisk of wind his eyes made contact with a man a vampire... An elder vampire this was dangerous...

Slowly walking away only a few feet at a time to each tombstone to gently set candles by each one neatly while only breaking eye contact everytime he had to set a candle down as he finished cleaning the best he could he stood slowly grabbed his spear that rested on the side of a building.*

`"I am less then satisfied with this outcome."`
George
*The elder vampire gave a slight chuckle, which was enough to shake his old bones through his pale, vein covered skin.* "No. No I suppose not.." *He had seen his fair share of men, knights, and young adventurers just like him do very similar things. Albeit back then, the ground would have been ankle deep with blood... Funny how the actions didn't change with time but the outcomes did.* "We've all.. " *He paused, as if to take a moment* "..Got lessons to learn in life." *He slowly rose to his feet, one arm went to linger behind his back whilst the other stabilized him on his cane.

He gazed upwards at the night sky before turning to face him.* "What you do from here, will be a knotch in the wood of history. What **Is** Important, is that you don't forget what happened here tonight." *Which war was it? His memory was a little rickity but he looked a little familiar. He wouldn't be surprised if he knew his great, great, great grandfather. You see a lot of faces when you're destined to live forever.*

"You remind me of—" *On second thought, the odds of running into an offspring from centuries ago was far to slim... Especially in this day in age.* "Bah. Don't listen to the ramblings of an old man. The night is aged, and getting on with time just as I. This is where I leave you. Be well, son of the dawn... I'm certain your men wish to hear of your just return" *With that, he'd shuffle his way to the far gate but as he passed he would bid him farewell.* 

"Until the night."
Ora
*The captain was taken by surprise this old man was pale and boney however he would not underestimate a being that could be hundreds thousands of years older then him with centuries of battle experience and IQ.*

`"How will what I do from this moment on determine how the wheels of history turn or be inscribed?"`

*He asked without missing a beat he didn't want to leave empty handed and this person this man knew so much more then he could experience in a life time* `"The ramblings of an old man? I would say it is the knowledge of an elder someone that knows experienced things most would never get the chance.."`

*Taking a long deep breath he speaks again as the man was heading to the front gate.*

`"Be safe in your travels I will try my best to keep the adventurer's guild out of your people's way."`

*His world's held truth however if he went back to the guild by now his members already are being interrogated by the guild and getting reports to what had happened if he came back alive with nothing to show for it how would he explain how he got out of this situation he would be brought under suspicion even lose his head for not stopping vampiric threat to the country he could have killed all the vampires or most they will condemn him for not taking action, his mission was to kill monsters but he wanted to talk his head lowered in his helm as he began to come to terms with his fate as his teeth gritted.*