The following day (Main Storyline)

Your eyes slowly blink open. You look around the stone room, trying to determine what time of day it is. Without windows in the room, you cannot tell.

You hear noises from the tavern’s dining hall, and get up and toss on a new, clean set of clothes, and groom yourself for a new day. Hopefully evening, you think to yourself. Once prepared, you open your door and step into the tavern’s dining hall.

It is delightfully alive with activity, people eating and carrying on with their conversations, but less crude and inappropriate than the night before.

Not enough time yet for everyone to be drunk.

Your eyes scan the room, finding Valera. She is already up and about, serving patrons. She seems well, none the worse for wear from your bite last night. She catches you looking at her from the corner of her eyes, and her face turns your direction. Behind her mature tavern wench facade, you can see her desire. She longs for another encounter.

You smile at her, remembering...

~Her lips wrapping around your bleeding wrist, accepting your offering. The bond overwhelming her as she pushes you back and takes you into her mouth.~

Her eager compliance, once you got past her strong and abrasive personality front, had been a pleasant surprise.

A patron called to her, and she turned from you abruptly, continuing her work.

Your eyes scanned the rest of the room, finding some people you had seen the night before, and others that you had not. Your eyes settle on the beauty that is Lana, and you stare for a moment, appreciating her youth and graceful innocence. She looks up from what she is doing, meeting your eyes. She looks back down quickly, blushing and smiling, shyly.

Sigh. I should not have done that. I’m only going to encourage her. But... maybe that is the best thing for her. My fangs in her neck.... a virgin... becoming one of my vampire beauties... This town may have potential... maybe... but I really must stop getting my hopes up and pace myself.

You pull your eyes from Lena and walk to the door. You push it open slowly, seeing that it is overcast, probably afternoon, and step outside.