Fangs of a Wyvern and a Vampire (Private ; Vinn)

Such were the words of the Hero to be, roaming the capital of Fiore. Well, it wasn't so much roaming as it was... Well roaming with a purpose. She had justice to spread, a villan to defeat. She hadn't a description of facial features or body structure, but she had one major advantage over her enemy, she knew what they were. Not what gender, what their hair color, body type, etc. What they were. And that what made them stand out like a bear around foxes.

A week ago, Lilian was tampering with her iLac, trying to see what it did. Being raised as a simple country girl, she hadn't much experience in technology, so she needed to learn. She found out how to use the news, and that showed something very angering to her. A story in Crocus about men and women - and children as well - being drained of their blood, and killed. At first she didn't know what being drained of blood meant, but then it dawned on her, a creature of the night, the fanged beasts, offspring of Dracula. Those aren't the people you see every day, which gave her the edge over them, they stood out. They may not have many differences from humans physically, but lifestyle-wise they were nigh completely different. With that thought, Lilian hopped on Marshmallow's back, and zoomed off.

It was on the ride to Crocus that she realized something - even if they were originally human, a vampire is no longer human. That meant Vidofnir would be able to kill them, which was really bad. A mass murderer deserved to die, yes, but it wasn't the Hero to Be's place to do it. She needed to play it safe. Also, there was the problem that she didn't know how strong this vampire was. But that didn't stop her determination, not one bit.

Now, it was the night, and Vidofnir the winged lance was in its slot on Marshmallow's saddle, as the wyvern walked beside Lilian. Not many people were around this area, it was a less desirable area of the capital. There were some, but not many. A good place for someone to hide, should they have done a crime. Any of the witnesses could be... Easily extinguished.

The small talk of the residences of the area all turned to hushed gasps and fleeing as Lilian continued on her little personal quest to defeat a vampire. One or more, that is, as there was no true accounts of the amount of people that engaged in these killings. Either way, the dragon-like lizard that walked next to her hushed the very little people around. However thus was the human nature, fearing and running away from the unknown, submitting easily to a power greater than their own, or fleeing from it. But there were some that stood up against the unknown, embraced change - those were the true heroes of history. Lilian thought she was one of those people, however that is also human nature, regarding yourself in the highest stature until proven to be otherwise. No one would know if the Hero to Be was just a Hero to Never Be, or if her dreams would come true. No one but time and fate, of course.

As the moon continued to shine, it seemed like that'd be the only company - aside from Marshmallow - that the female would have this night. No vampire to defeat, no petty crimes commited, not even a companion to speak with, but all of that would change soon, wouldn't it.

Coming across an alleyway, she at first had no intent to even look in it. She heard some lewd sounds coming from it, and that instantly told her to keep passing, as despite the possibility of public nudity being an offense, she didn't want to intrude, especially for the levels of awkwardness. As she was going to continue walking, a much louder moan than before sounded, sparking the thoughts of the green-haired heroine.

What if someone else was put in this situation? Public displays of intimate affection are not welcome, they should get a room!

Thinking to herself, she quickly ran back, and turned into the alley, however what she saw shocked her more than two people getting sexually intimate, instead it was what looked like a woman concenting to have intercourse with a demon? However, the closer look showed that the man had his neck arched slightly, his mouth connecting with her neck. With a few more steps forward, Lilian instantly knew what that person was. No oridinary demon bit into the necks of people, draining them of their blood. No, this was the mark for the day, and Lilian thanked lady luck for her aid, but the night wasn't over, neither was the mission.

"Repent, seed of Dracula! Repent for your actions against the public. Know you no decency, that you might kill the innocent for your own personal gain!? That is what makes a villain, demon! Morals mean nothing to you, the lives of others!? Whatever, come with me so we might escort you safely to a cell!"

Lilian walked so that the two of them were a fair distance apart, however still close enough for a clear image of both to be welcome to the other. The night did only recently begin, and vision wasn't too impaired. Lilian must admit, the demon - vamprie was in fact attractive enough to seduce someone to be able to steal their essence, but not this heroine! The wyvern that stood behind her was there as a failsafe, that Lilian might succumb to whatever tricks the villain may have up his sleeve.
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Note: You may do as you please, however I am not down for immediate combat, so I'd only request humbly that you refrain? If your character would hop straight into combat that's fine, I'll make do, however my character always tries the diplomatic way first.

Lilian, whom quickly turned to her wyvern to not look at the woman, almost felt bad for her. A vampire had swooned her simply to feed off of her, probably to kill her! Lilian hadn't known what type of life that woman lived, but it was a life nonetheless. She could have been on either side of the spectrum - poor with no friend, or rich with a plethora - or any fair middleground. Money, power, whatever. It was a life, and all lives that are thrown away are thrown away by someone who shouldn't live theirs.


The wyvern flew up, then back down in front of Lilian. It was a sign to the vampire - if he wanted to fight, she was able, however Lilian didn't want to. She had fought so many people recently for the sake of bringing justice to the world, but such was the life of a hero. The Hero to Be walked forward, and heard a screech from Marshmallow, her sort of war rally. Lilian rested a hand on the wyvern's head, and spoke to her softly.

"No, girl. We let him decide. He can get the cuffs and walk peacefully, or he can fight us if he wants. But that isn't our decision, now is it? A hero is never idle, except when it comes to blind violence."

Lilian was dumbfounded with Viktor's sudden succumbing to her question, even if she didn't really want an answer! She merely was pointing to him being the only vampire that she's found in the entire city thus far, and as such all odds were stacked against him being the murderer. However, this man spoke of ten total vampires in the city, which make Lilian slightly scoff. If there was truly that many in this city, she'd have encountered at least one of them besides Viktor. However Lilian dis feel a strange sense of doubt within her, as if she did know a portion of what the vampire standing across from her said is true. This doubts stood in the back of her mind as she readied her lance for battle, standing where Viktor once was as he freed the low-blood-induced intoxicated woman. He was honest to his word, but if he gave evidence to Lilian there would be no need for battle. He was hiding something from the heroine.

The Hero to Be hopped atop the saddle on Marshmallow's back, and spoke once again to Viktor.

"Alright then, love. I don't exactly have buffing magic that I wish to use at the moment, but if we are using duelist's code of honor, might we get out of this confined space? We may cause destruction, and I'd rather be in an open street rather than directly next to two buildings, inhabited by people. A mere slight migration, alright?"

Lilian had the wyvern fly up, shoulsd Viktor allow her to, and flew into the street where she first was. Again, lucky for her this street was empty, if Viktor and herself made a ruckus they might awaken the people around them, but other than that they wouldn't pose a threat to anyone. She grabbed her demonic lance, as it pulsed blue and three skeletons rose from the ground.

"We are here to serve, Lady Lilian." The three spoke in unison. These were her retainers, Joshua, Zen, and their leader Lyon. Lyon had a hood on and had an iron longsword in his hand, Zen had only a chestplate on and had his zweihander in his palms, and Joshua was the one with a helm and chestplate, weilding an iron rapier.

"Who do I gotta gut this time? And PLEASE tell me I can actually kill 'em?"

"No. Now, it is your job to weaken that vampire over there. Go."

Joshua immediately was the first to react, being the most blood lustful, as he went in for a straight lunge to Viktor's abdomen, as Zen came from above with a massive leap to come down with a hard strike much more powerful than Joshua's, but it left him much more open. Lyon was the last to react as his duty came before his orders, so he slightly fidgeted with leaving Lilian's side. As such he merely stood a few paces in front of Lilian, on the defensive.

Lilian, on the other hand, swap spears, and floated higher off the ground, 10 meters up to be exact. Now she had her trusty lance of wings, her signature.
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HP: 300
MP: 100%
Buffs: I can't exactly remember except that Marshmallow is has a 50% speed increase, and I have a 50% HP increase (thus why it's 300). I'll post them up at a later time

Total Damage possibly dealt: 14 from Joshua and 21 from Zen