"Purpose is tiring," she said, "and I imagine you too had something in mind when you came here. I suppose it would be best if we helped one another, then wouldn't it?"<br/><br/>She licked her lips and closed her eyes, leaning further back into her chair.<br/><br/>"You strayed into my territory, something that requires a certain amount of courage to begin with, even, for a mage of your talents, I'd imagine, we vampires aren't really all that scarce in Tannis, and not all of us are as easy to kill as those in their first decade, as most vampires you were likely to meet would be..." she explained, "there is something I want from you, but to say more seems like over-reaching at this point."<br/><br/>She pointed to a large wooden cabinet, against one wall. The whole room seemed slightly disjointed, the cabinet looked antique, but the crypt itself was quite modern, and there were other things, an dressing screen that looked like it belonged in victorian england, and a sword rack from china, complete with swords that looked to be old enough to be museum pieces.<br/><br/>"Would you care for a glass of wine?" she asked, "or something else? I keep quite nice vintages..."