Vampires have run rampant across the globe, consuming everything in their sight merely for a sip of blood. Thus, a decree was put out to eliminate the Vampire Lord, Aamon. They fought and allegedly killed him. Once he was presumed dead, the vampire numbers declined. Years after, you came across an unmarked grave. Suddenly, you heard the hum of a voice.

"Ah, a visitor," he spoke. "You shall make a fine spouse to me."

A sallow hand reached out the crypt and began to dig itself out.