"Don't call me 'Ya Ya'!"
Despite his social anxiety, Frostfang's Claw is a full-grown man, and he's not used to being called such a cute nickname. He waives it off and says:
"I haven't made up my mind yet. But being a vampire is too conspicuous, it doesn't really suit me."
"Oh, no! That won't do!"
Doris strides forward, laughing heartily and confidently placing an arm on the apprentice's shoulder. She says:
"I just got a job from Lady Adel, and I still need your help. It just so happens that we can deal with your Black Iron Trial during this venture. How's your progress on your thieving and lock picking skills?"
Frostfang's Claw glances at his character's profile and replies:
"Thieving at the expertise level, lock picking is already at master level."
"Ha! I knew you had talent."
Doris raises an eyebrow and says:
"We're going to accompany three other descendants of Lady Adel to the Andma Hills for a reconnaissance mission at the main camp of the Wolf People.
