The Glorious dead of Von Drakensberg
Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 5:19 am
Vampire counts: Introduction and background.
The rain falls in torrents from dark, heavy cloud. No light of day, or warmth of sun breaches the roiling mass, and in the distance, the mournful howl of dire beast echoes across the River Aver. It is a night to be indoors, for who knows what dead horrors lurk beneath crypt and soil, that stir in restless slumber at the footfall of innocent passerbys.
Audible between the rumbles of thunder is the rattle of bone, the clank or ancient armour and the moan of the recently deceased.
And they arise, joining ranks to the beckoning of fell invocations.
All the restless must answer the call.
All Bound to the indomitable will of the Vampire Count!
The rain falls in torrents from dark, heavy cloud. No light of day, or warmth of sun breaches the roiling mass, and in the distance, the mournful howl of dire beast echoes across the River Aver. It is a night to be indoors, for who knows what dead horrors lurk beneath crypt and soil, that stir in restless slumber at the footfall of innocent passerbys.
Audible between the rumbles of thunder is the rattle of bone, the clank or ancient armour and the moan of the recently deceased.
And they arise, joining ranks to the beckoning of fell invocations.
All the restless must answer the call.
All Bound to the indomitable will of the Vampire Count!