A Headstrong Bunch

I decided to completely ignore Mordred’s nonsense and continue on my own accord walking down the shuddering junctions and corners.

Perform a massacre? Just to get information?! Vampires might be more frightening entities than I anticipated. If my ‘ancestors’ all followed Mordred’s advice... the past of the curse bearers sounds grim.

The streets were empty; not because there were no people, but because they were all avoiding me like the plague.

‘I first need to know what this suit is... gangsters? mafia? murderers, hell even assassins...?’ there is a reason why people fear this outfit and I need to know. If it is going to be a hindrance, then someone needs to die and hand over their clothes to me since I’m not going to walk around bloody naked again.

My first destination was one of those 'guilds' that the man called German Crunch talked about. I imagine it is a building of sorts. There were several in the vicinity alongside small shacks and subterranean facilities. I know because st