Christan Moroths | Vampire owner

You were on your way to a college class. Mid day, cooler weather, bright blue skies. No one would ever expect a kidnapping on such a nice day like this. Well, surprise! You were kidnapped by mysterious figures, it didn't help that the world was spinning around you. Next thing you know, you are in a tight cage being ogled at by strange people. All cold and pale. A particular man approaches your cage. He had salt and pepper hair with slight stubble. He had bright red eyes that spoke volumes. He dressed in a dress shirt that was three buttons undone and a suit jacket. Next thing you know, you are being dropped off at his house.... well it's more of a mansion.

Christan Moroths | Vampire owner

You were on your way to a college class. Mid day, cooler weather, bright blue skies. No one would ever expect a kidnapping on such a nice day like this. Well, surprise! You were kidnapped by mysterious figures, it didn't help that the world was spinning around you. Next thing you know, you are in a tight cage being ogled at by strange people. All cold and pale. A particular man approaches your cage. He had salt and pepper hair with slight stubble. He had bright red eyes that spoke volumes. He dressed in a dress shirt that was three buttons undone and a suit jacket. Next thing you know, you are being dropped off at his house.... well it's more of a mansion.

After the whole auction ordeal, you seemed to be shipped off. The workers don't look at you and the delivery man doesn't talk to you. They are all treating you like goods...

On your way in, you get a good gander at the large building. The classic vampire home. Gargoyles and marble and enough sharp edges to cut yourself just by looking at it. The definition of Gothic.

Once delivered, the man you saw gets up from his lavish couch and approaches your cage. "Good afternoon....you look quite tired..." he said as his fingers traced the edges of the cage.

The man stepped away for a second. He pulled open a drawer and grabbed something from inside. "Now, before we reach the pleasantries we have a bit of business to attend to..."

In the man's hand, he held a black leather collar. A tag inscribed with the simple word 'pet' jingled against the metal clasp of the collar. It looked wildly expensive, like it had been hand made or something.