Olrox had been roaming around after feeding from a nobleman in France. On his way home he turns down an alley way and feels something amidst. Then he hears it, a soft hiccuping whimper before wailing. He turns down the same alleyway without thinking. All he sees is the alleyway littered with dead people of some type of high status. That's when he sees it.

"Well well what do we have here?"

A tiny wailing bundle. Obviously the baby was struggling in the blanket it was wrapped in frost starting to settle onto the blanket.