"....Isolda was a prominent member of the valencian atheist community, she was well know by her spicy articles criticizing the clerics of the Crusader Kingdoms and their dripping influence on the Valencian Commonwealth... althought she was a inteligent woman she commited a foolish mistake, she published an article exposing the carnal excesses of Archcardinal Nicholas, this was too much and the cleric demanded retribution, fearing for her life Isolda tried to flee to Brazido, she contracted some mercenaries to protect her in the long road, but the she also commited the fatal mistake of departing at the night, before she could even reach the port an agent sent by the archcardinal found her, the once highly trained mercenaries met their grim end like cattle in the slaughter house, they got butchered mercilessy and Isolda was captured.
once the blindfold on her head was removed and she found herself with her captor in some abandoned shack she wasted no time and asked:
- so this is it?! this is how I die? in this filthy shack!? this is how my career of fighting for the truth and justice meets its end!!? ANSWER ME!!
her captor finishing to light fire on a small iron oven on the room, replied :
- Yes?....are you comfy? I'm just finished with the fire soon this room will be warm and nice, also I hope the ropes aren't too tight, I tried to tight it just enough to prevent your scape.
Isolda kinda confused had to ask
- why do you even care for this? who are you?Archcardinal Nicholas sent you right?
- Yes, he sent me, unfortunately to kill you...and I care because I dont want to be jerk, those are the last hours of your life I want you to feel at least comfy.
- Is this a joke? you really care for my comfort while talking explicitly that you are about to kill me! are you insane or something ??
- Yes, I'm giving you time to think about life and stuff, as I have no personal issue against you I'm ain't gonna be cruel with you...but make no mistake I delivered gruesome deaths for countless people like you, so keep your politeness while talking to me...otherwise I will show you how monstruous I can be.
- I imagined my death so many times but I didn't predict such odd situation...but anyway who are you? I want to know the name of my killer...I assume you already know my name.
- yes Isolda, I know your name very well, my full name is Danadriel Montresor Sacramento, Punisher Chaplain of the Great Cross Order.
- Sacramento? you are part of the main clan?
- Indeed! I'm one of the many sons of the big boss, you seem to be very aware of our organization....
- You must know something to oppose it, I gathered all the knowledge I could to fight your insidious church...not that it really matters anymore.
- Why do even fight against our work? why even pick this fight that now will result in your death?? you could simply ignored us, have a normal life, find a husband and raise a family like any other woman...but yet you choose to defy and provoke one of the greatest powers of the civilized world, I have to ask, WHY?
- Your religion is murderous, censorious and is preventing the spread of truth! you are impeding our world from reaching a golden era!
- Truth freedom are dangerous concepts young lady, I've seen with my very eyes what the unchecked spread of "truth" can lead a society to become, I've seen how chaotic freedom can become when dragged away from the light of great Omaro...its the duty of our Order to prevent such atrocities from happening.
- You talk about atrocities? are you blind for all the blood your church spills?!
- I'm no blind to it, I spilled many times the blood of the unbelievers, not just that but I also bathed on it and feasted myself in the righteously spilled blood.
- Disgusting! after all of that you see yourself as a hero? as an avenging angel??
- No, yet my cause is righteous and my purpose is clear I still see myself as monster...I killed, raped and plundered in the name of great Omaro, evil acts done in the most pure of intentions...but still evil acts.
- So you are exactly what I thought you was, you are the physical manifestation of everything wrong with your order...you disgust me so deeply...at least I will die knowing I was right!
- Not really, as I said I'm a monster but I was created with purpose, yet I caused much harm, my actions fighting the creatures of the darkness and agents of anarchy saved countless lives and hundreds of cities...I'm a monster who fights far worse monsters, this cannot be denied, we in our cruel ways contribute for the sucess of the order , bit by bit making this unforgiving world a litte better.
- You don't fight fire with fire...you don't stop violence with more violence.
- That's the kind of opinion I expect from a woman born and raised inside the walls of Valencia, you have no idea the monsters and horrors that lurk far from your borders, and even in the sewers of your peaceful city...peace made your people soft and weak, we in the crusader kingdoms have to fight day after day to keep our lands safe, faith and firepower are the only things preserving the lives of thousands of innocents.
- Your words dont convince me, I'm pretty sure all the monsters and horrors you fight are another lie from the church!
- I wish I had more time with you, I would take you on a long trip outside the walls, I would show you what real horror looks like, then you would return to your unbeliever friends and bit by bit this atheist nonsense would fall on forgotement....but unfortunately you die tonight.
Isolda finally realizing this was really her last day alive, her last hours to be precise, began to cry in silence, but soon forced himself to stop.
- No I will not die like a scared little girl, I will not cry in the end, I will face it head on, no matter how painful it will be,no more wait, I want to finish this go ahead chaplain...slay me!
- Yes...but before I give you the peace, you don't want to reconcile with Great Omaro? I know you was excommunicated, But with my authority I can grant you a new baptism...you can still find your way to heaven!
- I spent my life denouncing your god and your order, would be a final defeat for me accept this opportunity, I will die faithless as I born.
- You are bold, sadly bold...so be it, I will drain and drink your warm blood , its painless and pure way to die.
Danadriel approached her and embraced her small body on a tight and warm hug and prepared his fangs to pierce Isolda's neck, but before the bite she quickly interrupted him:
-I have only one last request!...could you please don't mutilate body after I die? my mother still a devotee of your church...she will not find peace if I dont have a proper burial...I know its strange request, but it's really important for me.
- You have my word, I will deliver your corpse intact back to your family and ensure you have a proper burial.
- Thank you...
Without hesitation Danadriel pierced the neck of the small woman, at first she felt small pain, but soon she merged in the sea of sensations a vampire bite can provide, her death was slow and peaceful, after almost 2 hours lost in the pleasure of the bite she found the silent embrace of death...if her soul found heavens or the cold void is unknown, but her death surely affected the city and specially her community,no one tried the luck with spicy articles anymore...no one tried to defy the order of the blood drinker clerics once again. " (The Traveler)

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this drawing only exists because I wanted to draw something warm c:

and a soft sad death story :c