He wants her to become and Archivist

"Business," Venus asked as she slowly raised the wine to her lips and took a small sip. She expected that he had simply chosen her out of the new lot to be his own pleasure **** for the evening, but she allowed him to continue.

"Yes my dear, I have some concerns about Lycoan that can't be addressed at present. You see, he and I are about to be immersed in combat for control of this country's monster population. He wants to **** humans to bow to our kind and put his wolves at the top of the pile. I on the other hand am quite happy with the current state of affairs. I rarely have need for parties like tonight. Me and mine take only a small amount from nearby villages and don't kill our.... food supply."

"So what does this have to do with me," Venus cut in. She wasn't sure he was such a saint as he was trying to paint himself, but she did know that Lycoan was a beast that needed to be put down.

"What I need from you is simple. Finish your father's work. It was kept quiet but he was a Shadow Hunter much like yourself. His work is what got him killed."

"My father was a simple scholar, nothing more."

"He was an Archivist for the Hunters. He had stopped hunting a long time ago to settle down, but he continued his work for their "Black Order." Think about it girl and it will make sense."

In a way it did. Every Hunter's Lounge had an armory that held some mystical items and enchanted gear. Most of these were gathered by the Hunters during jobs and were fairly common things. Occasionally something good came in and it had to be appraised by the Archivists. An order that answered only to the Master. Even the Elders had to step aside when an Archivist came calling.

The Archivists held all the records of the Hunters as well as protected and studied the more valuable and dangerous artifacts that the Hunters discovered. When information about a particularly interesting item surfaced, they would send someone to track down the leads and find it. Although they had their own hidden fort, they also had members hidden among the general Hunter population. The only way to get into this particular branch was to either be invited by the Archivists or the Master.

"Ok, say I believe you, what was my father after that got him and my family killed?"

Valdin gave a sad smile that didn't reach his dark eyes and lowered his head.

"Seigrin was after the sword used by William to destroy his father, Kalveroth. Yorin knew that this war was coming and asked Seigrin to find the sword to use against Lycoan. I was asked to keep him in check until Seigrin's job was complete, but years have passed since his **** and the sword has been forgotten. My forces dwindle and I have come up with a plan to make Dhampir to replenish what I have lost, but that is a slow process and we have had little success."

"And what makes you think William's sword will make a difference in this war you keep talking about?"

"The sword was a holy artifact that has been quenched in the blood of a demon lord. Wielded by son in order to seal away the father. Werewolves have few weakness, but a sword like that would surely be able to do something. It obviously scared Lycoan because he reacted quickly to end the threat."

"Alright, my last question then, why me?"

"You are Seigrin's daughter and one of the best the Hunters have. Go to Yorin with my seal and tell him that you know of our alliance and wish to become an Archivist to finish the hunt for the sword. He will grant your request if I know him half as well as I believe. In the Archive, they will have all your father's research notes. Find the sword and I'll stop capturing women to use for breeding Dhampir. I'll try to gather more forces in other ways to aid in the fight, but at least these women will be freed."

Venus closed her eyes in thought. She knew if she didn't agree to try that Valdin would simply continue having these women ****, and probably just add her in with the others. She could try to destroy him, but even if she did somehow kill the master vampire, once his control over the lesser undead was destroyed, the castle would become utter chaos and she doubted anyone would escape. His plan for creating Dhampir was certainly an option since the half-breeds were nearly as strong as their undead parent with none of the weaknesses. If she surrendered to that plan she would become breeding stock. But if she agreed and somehow became and Archivist, maybe that sword would help her stop Lycoan?