Home of the Homeless. (Open(The inventor is NPC))

[Valencia]

Valencia hurried across the barren graveyard for those Vampires killed by no natural causes. Re-Dead, as she would call them. The night was doing it's best efforts to chill Vale, but that would not stop her. She stopped where she was told to.

Vale could not help but roll her eyes. Some amateur had insisted upon this spot to trade her the interesting piece of Magi-Tech she had sought for. The inventor she had called for was brilliant, but full of romantic ideas. This Vampire Graveyard absolutely entranced the human, and Vale saw it as an opportunity for a price cut.

So she waited.

[Valencia]

Vale clicked her heels as the bespectacled scientist nervously, a package wrapped under his cloak.

"Do you have it?"

"It was harder to get than usual, so my pay will have to be double..." This man was clearly an amateur when it came to underhanded business. Valencia's voice was dangerously sweet.

"Double? We had an agreement Renyald. Now, hand it over."

"I can't do tha..." His voice was cut off with an even more dangerously sweet voice.

"Look at me." The little human avoided her, turning his head this way and that. "I said LOOK AT ME" Renyald could not stop his head from turning towards the dangerous vampire. he placed an ungloved hand on the terrified Renyald.

"Dominate"