I, Stick Brother, am the first vampire player on this land to have a Blood Descendant, haha, and that's way cooler than any hidden achievement.
"Get lost! Stop barking, will you?"
He pushed away Wumeioge, who was pulling on his collar, and said with hands on his hips:
"Jealous for what, birdbrain? The moment you chose the path of allegiance to Avalon, you kissed goodbye to anything to do with a Blood Covenant. I told you, it's a different faction gameplay. I'm not even jealous of you being able to become an Archbishop now, so what face do you have to be jealous of my Blood Descendant?"
"So you're playing cute after snagging a good deal, huh?"
Wumeioge was hopping mad, shouting on his tiptoes:
"Just watch me blast you on the forums! Those guys, if they get wind that you got handed a certified paper wife, wanna bet they'll corner you IRL?"
"Handed? Explain that! This was earned through a quest, okay? And I took risks!"
Happy Stick shouted indignantly:
