"I- You know that's not going to work, right?" The blond man sighed, rubbing his brow. He leaned lazily against the table, as if everything was fine.

But everything was not fine! As if life wasn't hard enough with war raging in your country, now you had some vampire and his thralls barging onto your land and trying to set up shop!

So you stood in your kitchen, holding the one garlic clove you could find, looking at him suspiciously.

"Look-" He continued, standing up and walking over. He leaned over the counter and snatched the garlic from you, tossing it in the trash. "My men will stay outside in their tents. All I ask is that you let us stay for a while. We'll even help out with any chores or errands, alright?"

He gave you an expectant look, expecting you to agree.