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[Victor Marivaldi]

48th of winter 515AV

The snow had been falling heavily for the past couple of days. The ground was layered in a thick sheet of snow and visibility in the forest was minimal at best. Victor was hunched over the fire he had created in a small clearing so he could sit down and rest for awhile. The forest was almost completely deserted of wildlife as they had all gone into hibernation for the Winter. Victor wasn't even sure why he had bothered coming out here in the first place, he knew he wasn't going to catch anything but a cold. Victor had to replace his usual silken garments for warmer Winter clothing. A scarf wrapped around the bottom half of his face kept him warm and mixed with his hood it concealed nearly all but his distinct golden eyes and long silver hair. Victor lowered his scarf so he could bite his fangs into a squirrel he had caught back in streets of Syliras. The venom trickled into the squirrel ready to liquefy its insides for consumption. It would be awhile before he was able to eat it.

Through the howl of the wind Victor began to hear voices in the distance. He perked up and looked around but he couldn't tell where it was coming from. He didn't know what they were saying but by the sounds of things they were getting closer and closer by the second. Victor stood up, looking around in all directions he caught a glimpse of 3 feint outlines approaching, they must have seen the glow of the fire. Victor was feeling extremely tense. It's not everyday you run into a group of men in the forest and even rarer for it to be a pleasant encounter. The men didn't look to be the cleanest of types, they were extremely unkempt and looked as if they came from squalor. They didn't appear to be armed.