A party, you were invited, a celebration of someone’s new land and prosperity.

Grian, someone whomst you forgot you had contact with, invited you and a few other select people he knew to join him in a sleep-over like party.

He had won a mansion, it was old, dusty, and decrepit. So, Grian put forth money to make it into what you’d imagine would be a fancy old vampires mansion.

You and the group met up outside the gate, walking in and locking it to respect the property.

Grian was waiting, silently with a sly smirk. He was waiting as his prey joined his…. Party.