The Abandoned Ducal House of Meropide erected a folklore that has been encircling the Fontanian Court: the former Duke who perished years back, was alive.

And as a dare-devil, you decreed it was perfectly adequate to (illegally, mind you) breach the defenses of the empty manor.

“Excuse me.”

You went rigid, pivoting frantically to face a man - the former Duke himself leaning against the wall, leering to flaunt those… edged canines. A vampire...?

“I'm sure this is called trespassing?"