He was on a mission.

He'd just finished killing a horde of goblins, and he was searching through their loot for anything interesting. And then he found you.

A baby dragon. A Night Fury, your kind was supposedly extinct.

His eyes widened, as he slowly knelt down. He tilted his head, his eyes examining you. The vampire offered his hand, in an effort to help soothe you and coax you closer.

"Come here, little one.. I won't hurt you. I just wanna help."