The first thing that Damon did after logging back into the game was check his health. He was now at 80%, which meant a single Shadowstep had cost him 20% of his health. A steep price!
But useful nonetheless.
He was currently standing outside the Twilight Hollows dungeon portal. He wanted to enter the dungeon again and farm for more shadow element skills but he wouldn’t be able to enter this dungeon again for the next 24 hours.
There was no point in standing here and wasting all that time. Damon quickly began to make his move. On the way he saw some beasts but he did not engage them. His test for how long he could last without drinking blood was still ongoing.
Damon felt a slight bloodthirst on his way but not enough to make him stop and feed.
Also, there was something else he had planned. For that, perhaps it was better to be as much of a monster as he possibly could.
He picked up pace and returned back to the starting town as he quickly as he could. There, outside the little town was the familiar deserted well. Up ahead the starting zone was as chaotic as ever, but no one noticed Damon as he silently slipped into the well with a Shadowstep.
He landed at the bottom of the well with a lot more grace and elegance this time around. Surprisingly the secret door opened on its own and Varnyx the Hollow was standing in front of him.
"Greetings, blood initiate. I am impressed by your growth."
Damon raised a brow. He had expected a random vampire NPC. Varnyx was a high-tier NPC and meeting him like this, twice in a row was truly surprising.
"Thank you, Sir Varnyx." Damon nodded. The vampire started walking through the long tunnel and Damon quickly followed him. He had come here for another reason but if his guess was correct, then he might be on the cusp of a special quest.
Varnyx soon reached the end of the tunnel and when he turned around the corner, Damon’s suspicions were proved to be correct. The vampire race hall was not as how it should be. It was barely developed and there was nobody around.
"Sigh." Varnyx let out an exhausted breath.
"I know. The hall looks desolate and downtrodden. Once upon a time our hall used to be a beacon of fear and reverence," Varnyx said, his voice heavy with old sorrow. "Once, our kin ruled entire regions, shaping empires from the shadows. Now..." He gestured to the crumbling stone walls and the moss creeping over ancient, cracked banners. "This is all that remains."
Varnyx turned to Damon, his gaze sharp and appraising. "You have the blood. You have the hunger. More importantly... you have the will." The old vampire’s lips curled into a thin smile. "Would you like to change this?"
A notification appeared in front of Damon:
[Quest: Rebuilding the Blood Hall]
The Vampire Race Hall lies in ruins. Do you wish to contribute towards its restoration and become its founding pillar?
Objective: Pledge yourself to the Blood Hall. Donate mana stones, and wealth to aid in its reconstruction.
Reward: Reputation Points
[Ding! Do you accept?]
[Yes] [No]
Varnyx’s voice deepened slightly, becoming almost ritualistic. "The Blood Court does not forget. Every stone you lay, every coin you offer, every battle you fight for our cause—shall be remembered." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
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