Sebastion sits on his throne in his large, dark, gothic manor. He was eager and curious to see who this knew being was and why they were there. Better yet, he wanted to know how they got through into his relm. His eyes snapped up to the large, double doors as his vanpire spawn guards escorted them forward. He tilts his head, taking in the figure before him. Well, well... You are not what I expected.
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