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[circumsutus]

How many non-humans are here in Vatheon?

If you are not human, what are you?

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[circumsutus]

That it does. And if there's anything else you want to share with me, I'm willing to hear it.

[feralfanatic]

[A sigh, there was one subject, at least. Though she hated thinking of the guy.]

Have you been warned about one of us in particular? Large, monstrous purpleblood. Goes by the name of 'Grand Highblood'?

[circumsutus]

I haven't. Should I avoid him?

[feralfanatic]

He is a monster. Everything that is bad about our kind, distilled into one hate-filled muscle-bound husk.

[circumsutus]

Really? He sounds fascinating.

[feralfanatic]

[Okay, so the warning had served the exact opposite purpose she had intended, crap.]

He murdered thousands in cold blood, all at the whims of the Empress. Not cleanly, either. Rumors speak of nightmares coming to life, and disturbing levels of torture. He is hardly what I would call fascinating.

[circumsutus]

Even horrific things can be fascinating.

[feralfanatic]

You can find it interesting all you want, but please take the warning for what it is.

He is dangerous.

[circumsutus]

So am I.

[feralfanatic]

[As right as he might be, in her mind there was nothing more deadly then the Highblood. Thousands died in his campaigns. The sureness in the voice of the human she spoke to put her a little on edge as well.]

My warning was given, take it or leave it. Do not say I did not warn you.

[She shudders, just thinking about the purpleblooded monster made her queasy.]

[circumsutus]

Don't worry. I heard your warning.

[feralfanatic]

Yes, well... good.

[circumsutus]

Don't worry, I won't tell him you told me.

[feralfanatic]

Please.

The less he even knows about my existing, the better.

[circumsutus]

Of course. My lips are sealed.