The vampire then takes a moment to look you up and down, her glowing eyes narrowing. "I see," she says. "The new kid, Old Cavalcade's relative, right?"
You nod.
The vampire sighs. "Nepotism," she says. "Classic human trait. Practically baked into your genetics." She gives you a hard look. "You really think you have what it takes to survive here?"
The vampire snorts. "There's a lot more than one, trust me. And there's a lot more vampires around than just me, which is why they're currently busy fighting each other. The only reason I'm here is that my hair happens to look rather fantastic today, and I'm not having a bunch of fleabag mongrels messing it up."
She shakes out her hair, presumably for your benefit. It does look impressive.
After a moment, she points down the path. "On you go, then, if you're keen for the full undead experience. Shouldn't be too far, even on foot."
You step forward, moving past the vampire. She watches you as you pass but otherwise doesn't move.
"Oh," she adds, just before you pass her. "Try not to run into any more wolves. I doubt that anyone's going to feel inclined to come to your rescue."