<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/54HhFiQ.jpg)</div><br/>The others did their best to defuse the situation, but the Lord wasn't convinced nor impressed. It seemed once he had already worked himself into a mood it was difficult to calm him down again, and none of them had quite found the magic words to open him back up. Ironically it had been Valna, the same one who had set him off to begin with, who managed to find some purchase. When she brought up the bloody fate in store for his daughter his face lost it's anger, instead becoming harrowed and haggard. He let's out the heaviest of sighs as he plops down at his desk, head in hands.<br/><br/>"Stop" he speaks up, before they can leave the room. He glanced up at them, trying to maintain the steeliness in his eyes, though clearly on the verge of faltering, "Look, I don't actually believe you, what was it, Second Chance Club?, have<br/>a hope of slaying a vampire, and I'm not gonna waste an extra coin sprucing up your corpses. Still...my daughter is a capable girl. I'm sure she could at the very least make use of your presence to help free herself. And it's clear my other options are...limited..." he reluctantly admitted, putting it quite lightly, "I'll tell you what I know, and you'll be off immediately. And if my girl gets home safe...you'll have your reward. The<em>listed</em>reward..." he said shooting a glare at Valna.<br/><br/>"As for your previous questions. The vile creature in question is none other than Countess Carmilla Ferratti"<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spout Lore 7-9</div><div class="spoiler_body">Countess Carmilla Ferratti is a reclusive noblewoman. So reclusive that little is actually known about her past her title and wealth.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spout Lore 10+</div><div class="spoiler_body">The countesses reclusiveness is such that few have ever seen her in public. Apparently her affairs are handled by her servants, and any audience with her would likely have to be arranged through one of said servants.   </div></div>he said, scowling as though her very name tasted foul on his tongue, "It's bad enough that the bitch has spent the better part of a decade cutting into my businesses, undermining my influence, and offering no end of thinly veiled slights on my name, but now she has taken my daughter!? My precious Sera..." he caught himself before he could go off on another rant, taking a deep, steeling breath, "I don't know exactly why she's taken my daughter or what she plans to do with her. I've yet to receive any kind of ransom letter, perhaps she's simply waiting, letting me stew in my worry for her own sick pleasure. But no matter, I won't give her the chance to play whatever game she has in mind" he said, looking back to the group, "She usually holes herself up in her family's estate, about 2 hours outside the city by foot. She's a reclusive little bug who loves her nest, so she's unlikely to be hiding anywhere else. Here I'll mark it on your map" he said.