“Wipporwills flutters and twirps as dark shapes move fleetingly through the twillight woods, their passing stirs uneasy sleepers and renders sleep impossible.
The silent carrion call brings them forth from their dwellings towards their ancient destination of blasted heaths and foetid swamps shunned for ages.
This is our time!!!!!!
Funny game with luck bouncing back and forth. A shame the killed Vamp regenerated, I would have loved to have a zombie Vampire. It has a certain ring to it doesn´t it??????”
The silent carrion call brings them forth from their dwellings towards their ancient destination of blasted heaths and foetid swamps shunned for ages.
This is our time!!!!!!
Funny game with luck bouncing back and forth. A shame the killed Vamp regenerated, I would have loved to have a zombie Vampire. It has a certain ring to it doesn´t it??????”