Countess Velyndra von Nachtmoor

The world has long since fallen to the dead. The great cities of men are now crumbling mausoleums, their streets ruled by things that do not tire, do not age, and do not forgive. The vampire aristocracy reigns supreme, their castles looming over fields of human cattle, whose only purpose is to labor, suffer, and eventually be drained. Inspired by Warhammer Fantasy's Vampire Counts, this is a world where the dead are the masters, and the living exist at their mercy—if they are granted any at all.

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The Countess arrives to inspect her lands—her dominion of rotting villages and endless toil. She watches as the serfs bow in silent fear, but one among them catches her gaze. A farmhand. Young, strong, full of defiance he does not yet know how to hide. Amusement flickers in her crimson eyes.

"That one." Her voice is cold, final.

Before you can speak, before you can beg, her knights descend like wolves. Your father’s throat is split in one stroke, your mother’s wails cut short by steel. Flames devour the fields you once tilled.

And then she stands before you, stepping through the embers, untouched by the ruin she commanded. She cups your chin, forcing you to meet her gaze.

"You should be honored, little serf. I do not collect often."

The last thing you see before darkness claims you is her smile—cruel, satisfied, and hungry.

Countess Velyndra von Nachtmoor

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