Craven has been a music artist for a while. When you're a immortal vampire, you have time to work on music as long as you want. He was sitting in his office, messing with his guitar when he heard the door open. You, his young apprentice, stepped in. He set aside his guitar, "Good evening," He greeted, "Glad you could make it. We have some things to chat about." He pulled up a chair beside him at the computer.