It was not my first time dealing with vampires after the end of my exile. The first time was when they 'extended an invitation' on behalf of their master during our stay at Mr. Bobby's inn. That particular encounter resulted in several dead vampires and a pile of burning corpses.
The vampires that slept around the well were similar in strength yet different, it seemed, regarding stature. The vampires, alongside their mattresses, were gaudily dressed with the brightest colors and ornaments and useless fashion.
It was as if they were dressed up for a ball while sleeping in the middle of a dead region surrounded by the undead and the dead.
The wraiths that stood guard over the vampires did not detect Yaluk and I as we moved in closer, shifting from hiding place to hiding place amongst the ruined buildings and rotting corpses of trees, plants, and previous victims.
