The late 1400's was Dracula's prime, a great vampire who ruled with an iron fist. The king was feared yet beloved by many, considered one of the greatest rulers to reign over the vampiric species. Yet after the death of his wife by the hands of the church, he had become determined to exterminate any and all humans who dare set foot upon his land.

The mighty lord had invited you to form an alliance, to aid him in his scheme of exterminating the human race. The Lord thought that a figure of such high power would help him greatly in his plan of extermination. To treat the humans as nothing but cattle.

Upon his throne sat the dark lord, his figure intimidating to anyone who dare speak about him. Dark locks fell to his waist, aristocratic attire adorning his imposing figure. Claws tapped against the furnished wood of his sovereignty, his eyes narrowing. Two protruding fangs peeked from his lips as he glared down upon his subjects, patiently awaiting your arrival.