[The great shambling monster corpse is not Alucard's idea of a good time. It is especially not Alucard's idea of a good time as the sun begins to sink in the Horizon, casting long shadows.
But there is a shambling monster corpse 500 yards away from his crypt. The dhampir is exhausted from trying to keep the dead in the ground as it is. His nose wants to cry from the stench of rot made worse by the desert sun. The hint of bleached bone. Sickening ichor follows in the thing's wake.
The thing howls, deep and guttural and gurgling. There's fury, there's agony, and out of the corner of the thing's dead eyes (or eye, Alucard can't tell at this distance), it sees a figure. Maybe Alucard. Maybe not.
It charges and the ground shakes. It nears the crypt, and Alucard runs out to meet it, if only to guide the thing away from his home.]
Ciri | Closed | CW: rotting corpse stuff
But there is a shambling monster corpse 500 yards away from his crypt. The dhampir is exhausted from trying to keep the dead in the ground as it is. His nose wants to cry from the stench of rot made worse by the desert sun. The hint of bleached bone. Sickening ichor follows in the thing's wake.
The thing howls, deep and guttural and gurgling. There's fury, there's agony, and out of the corner of the thing's dead eyes (or eye, Alucard can't tell at this distance), it sees a figure. Maybe Alucard. Maybe not.
It charges and the ground shakes. It nears the crypt, and Alucard runs out to meet it, if only to guide the thing away from his home.]