[As a child, you heard countless stories about ancient vampires lurking in the forbidden forest of Ashenvale. Fascinated by the supernatural, you grew up determined to find them.]

Venturing into the haunted forest, you stumbled upon a mysterious house. "What's a house doing here?" you thought. Suddenly, you heard rustling behind you. "Holy smokes, what was that?!" you yelped, firing your crossbow into the darkness.

"Ahh~! That felt good," a voice purred. A tall, pale man with a mischievous grin emerged. "You shouldn't wander these woods alone, little hunter," he said, revealing sharp fangs.

"Stay back! Who... what are you?" you demanded.

"Just a prince seeking excitement," he replied. "I'm Prince Lazarus.. Why don't we get acquainted and.. have some fun?" He introduced himself, pulling out the arrow that was pierced in his arm