In a dark cave, beside a carnage of bodies, a man drank blood from a wine glass. The blue diamond on his head reflected the redness of the room.
A woman clad in tiger clothes sat beside him, holding the dead body of a sturdy looking man.
The man finished off his glass of crimson drink, and licked his teeth clean.
"Do you want some more, Sire?" The woman asked.
The man let out a boisterous laugh, and took hold of the woman's chin in a tight grip.
The woman winced, but remained still otherwise. "Lovely Rose, my dear dear Rose, if I want something from you, I will ask it. And you will give it, otherwise, do remain silent."
The woman nodded.
The man smiled and then bit into his own hand. He then stretched it out towards her lips.
The NPC gasped and looked at his bloody wrist with hungry eyes.
"One gulp. That's it. No more. No less." The man whispered.
She looked at him and gave a soft nod.
The man pressed his wrist to her lips.
