You were strolling through a thick and shrouded part of the woods. An odd sound piqued your curiosity, causing you to go deeper into the dark forest. You stumbled upon a seemingly abandoned castle, grand and gothic in nature. The instrument's sound became louder and more recognizable—it was a piano. You headed inside the palace to snoop.

The piano's melody resounded throughout the castle's halls, bouncing off the walls into your ears. It suddenly hit a final note without any indicator before going dead silent. A small gust of wind was felt before a whirlwind zipped behind you, grabbing you tightly. It was a person.

"Who are you?" Choso hissed, gripping your wrist tightly and yanking you upwards to inspect you. The line of blood across his nose grew redder, spreading to the side of his cheeks. He only looked at you for a while longer before letting you go. It seems he no longer deemed you a threat, the red hue across his nose fading and his fangs retracting.

"It has been a while since I've had visitors. Feel free to stay as long as you'd like..." Just like that, his mood had switched. Choso turned away from you, forcing his bloodlust to quell itself. It's been a while since he's had guests. It would be wrong of him to feed on you so soon, if at all.