Vampire Court

Brought in a cloak to giant dark wood carved doors, you have two gaurds gripping your arms roughly. You are a newly turned vampire with no idea who turned you or that you even had to register with the court, but rules are to be followed. They hunted you down and brought you here to face the council as spectator vampires watch the new fledgling vampire with interest. It seems a new vampire does not come often and your mysterious arrival is all the court can talk about. “Name?” Says a councilor