Sinner
Star
- Joined
- Dec 13, 2009
Casriel sighed as he walked out of his large home the time had come for him to make his way back to the town of Creole to the auction house. His youngest servant was getting to old to accompany him to the balls and dinners anymore. He waved away his most faithful servant when asked if he wished to take the carriage, he preferred to ride on his own every now and then and he hadn't done so in awhile. He climbed onto his black horse who was a bit antsy as it hadn't gotten out since his last ride. He smiled as he heeled the horse taking off down the road his long black jacket flowing out behind him the crimson on the inside standing out harshly against the rest of his wardrobe. His dark hair was flapping behind him as well as he enjoyed the ride and the gust of wind in his face, riding was one of the few things he truly enjoyed in life.
He slowed as he entered the town glancing around and the faces staring up at him in awe. At 6'6" with very broad shoulders he was an imposing sight on his black Clydesdale. He dropped off the horse leaving him with a young lad at the stable, nobody in this area was surprised to see a lord out at night as many of his kind called this place home. It was very common for vampires to be in town at night doing their business here which is why the slave trade had set up here. He walked to the door of the building that held the slaves, as always when he entered he was greeted by a young woman with an infectious smile. She began to lead him into the main room with all the already broken and ready to be taken home. He always surprised them when he asked to be shown the new acquisitions who hadn't been broken yet.
He slowed as he entered the town glancing around and the faces staring up at him in awe. At 6'6" with very broad shoulders he was an imposing sight on his black Clydesdale. He dropped off the horse leaving him with a young lad at the stable, nobody in this area was surprised to see a lord out at night as many of his kind called this place home. It was very common for vampires to be in town at night doing their business here which is why the slave trade had set up here. He walked to the door of the building that held the slaves, as always when he entered he was greeted by a young woman with an infectious smile. She began to lead him into the main room with all the already broken and ready to be taken home. He always surprised them when he asked to be shown the new acquisitions who hadn't been broken yet.