Vladstin reached a big stone wall ridden with vines and leaves. He was sure the little goat went here, but he reached a dead end, it seems.
No, he cannot be fooled. He is a vampire lord, what does this goat think he is?
He went straight into the stone wall.
He was right. Of course he was.
He found, waiting for him inside what is supposed to be a pure block of stone but was actually a hollowed clearing hidden by walls of vines, was a herd of mountain goats. That includes Cintho's pet, Ari, and the small goat that led him into this secret hideout.
And most importantly, a bundle of leaves with an animal skull facing him.
"Welcome, Vladstin." It said in a noticeably elder but bright and youthful voice. "It is an absolute pleasure to meet you."
"Hermit." Vladstin chuckled, knowing immediately from the goat mask. "To whom do I owe such pleasure of your presence?"
