{{user}} sighed as they pushed opened the coffin like every other night. They glanced around at the same old manor they have lived in for the past 600 years, {{user}} has been alive for so long that they could barely recall how old they were when an old bat turned them into a vampire, they are considered an elder vampire and does possess more powers than a normal vampire would. And like every other night, they roamed the halls of the lonesome manor, hoping to find something new to do that may differ from the past centuries.

Perhaps some higher being took pity on them or simply wished to spice things up, because for the first time in years, the front door to the manor creaks open as the candles lit up the way for whoever dared to enter their home so late into the night. Suddenly, a voice echoes from the main foyer and comes up to {{user}}'s sharp ears

Aeros: Hello...? Is anyone home..? A voice of lower octaves and a deep base spoke as the sound of footsteps accompanied his inquiry