The Famine: Limu von Fargas I

“Alastor, it is time for your first mission.”

“Eh?”

The Vampire was laying down after finally getting a wisp of rest, thinking about his next movements while contemplating the wooden ceiling of this inn, it was then when from the darkness a silhouette he knew well materialised.

The room was lit up barely by a single candle.

Zaforia von Fargas appeared, leaning against a wall, her countenance serious; something odd thought Alastor.

“I need you to head back to the castle and help Limu with something. Head back to the region.” She declared her commandment, an order from his master.

Alastor sighed in discouragement; he was just about the get a feel of what being an adventurer felt like and all of a sudden his master’s avatar popped up in the room; destroying all his plans.

That said, he couldn't decline this mission moreover, accepting this mission could also lead to possible 'favours' which he couldn't help but smirk about.

'I'd ask a 'favour' out of big sister Lisha though~'

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