November-15-1832
6:28 AM
2 miles from Greyhardt manor , Transylvania
Transylvanian forests
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Salem's black hood was raised over his head. The morning sun had vanquished the night and it had begun to irritate him. The light could not harm him but it was still a nuisance to feel the slight warmth brush against his pale skin. He glanced over towards Derrich who seemed to be unaffected by the light.
Dieter had raised his arm over his head to shield the rays from his eyes. They had been walking towards the village Dieter had been born in before Count Dracula had destroyed it. The cool autumn breeze swooped in crashing into Salem's face, pushing his hood of his head and brushing his hair past his ears. His ponytail flailed in the wind. He closed his eyes quickly and shielded his face with his right forearm. He grunted slightly while he raised his hood back over his head.
Derrich looked back at him and laughed to himself. " Keep acting like one and the locals are sure to find out what you really are." Salem, after putting his hood back on, looked at him. " Where exactly are we going? I thought we were headed towards Castlevania?" Derrich closed his eyes and continued to walk. " Hmph. So eager are you? Only a fool would challenge Count Dracula with no plan." Salem glared in his direction. " And what is our plan?" Derrich opened his eyes. "Hadn't i already explained this? We are building our forces before we do anything involving
Castlevania." Dieter slightly glanced towards Salem, who was at the back of the group while he and Derrich stood side by side in the front. He hadn't known Salem for long but he could see he had seen his fair share of death. Perhaps he and Salem were not so different in there quest for vengeance. He suddenly felt a slight p***k on his right cheek. He rubbed the side of his face with his hand as he found the source of the p***k.
Nytani had detected him staring at Salem and flown from Salem's coat pocket. She had flown to his side and stuck Dieter with a small pin that looked as if it had been on a brooch or button. She floated in front of his face and spoke to him. " Keep your eyes on the road and your whip where i can see it!" She said quietly. Dieter laughed to himself. " Don't worry..." he whispered.
"There are more important things at hand." He shooed her away with his hand. She flew over too Salem and sat on his shoulder with one leg crossed over the other, not taking her eyes off Dieter. She had grown suspicious of him since he nearly attacked Samuel, that and he is a vampire hunter after all. The trio had walked for quite a while through the forests on a dirt path towards the village. They reached a slope that led up a hill. They walked up the steep hill until they reached the top where they stared down at the medium sized bustling seaport town Dieter was born in. "I thought you said the town had been destroyed?"
Salem questioned. " That was thirty-two years ago." replied
Dieter.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Castlevania: Cantata of The Fallen
Nearly a century has passed since Vladimir Tepes Dracula plagued Transylvania. Now, after the turn of the century, a team of four seeking revenge bear the trials of the dreaded Castlevania...
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