Blood Oath By Mr KrUzz
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March 3, 2017 at 10:40 am #970393T. D WordsmithMember
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So nice. Next0March 4, 2017 at 1:32 am #970827rhyne bryneMember
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nice one0March 4, 2017 at 9:20 pm #971288Juddy
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Nice one0March 5, 2017 at 6:15 am #971291Juddy
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Mr kruzz pls i need the link to one of our stories. I can’t remember the name but is about vampires, werevolves and shape shifter. The main character is a girl that was kidnapped as a child and seperated from her family her father is the king. Her name is JINX. I didnt finish the story, send me the link plssssssssss. Anyone that has the link should also help plsssssss0March 5, 2017 at 6:53 am #971468Mizzjay2
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Am so loving this0March 5, 2017 at 8:03 pm #971901March 6, 2017 at 6:21 am #972012Juddy
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Thanks faridah pls need the link to the story plsssss0March 8, 2017 at 8:23 am #973458Mr kruzzMember
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“Good morning.” Nuve is waiting at
the bottom of the stairs of the inn to
greet Seamus and Row at sunup.
“Are you still here?” Seamus’s
response is not a friendly one.
“As I said, I shall stand watch until I
am sure this village is safe. Quite a
shame I didn’t arrive earlier though.
A good number of people were
“That’s your concern, not mine.”
Seamus stalks past him to the bar
where the innkeeper is waiting to
serve him breakfast.
“What will you be having?” the man
asks in as cheerful of a voice as he
“Whatever you have is fine,” Seamus
decides not to be picky. It is a
wonder the man can even continue
to function normally after the
commotion of the night before.
“Oh, I’ll pay for the lady’s food,”
Nuve offers with smile.
“Um, I don’t think that’ll be
necessary,” the innkeeper tries to
“Why not? A woman has to eat,
right?” Nuve wiggles his eyebrows
suggestively at Row.
“The lass doesn’t have much of a
stomach,” the innkeeper makes an
“Well that’s no good.” Nuve clicks
his tongue while shaking his head.
“Come on now, darling. You have to
keep your strength up. Here, I’ll feed
you.” He grabs a piece of bread from
Seamus’s plate and tries to push it
into Row’s mouth.
“Don’t touch her.” Seamus’s hand
travels to the hilt of his sword.
“Easy now, calm down.” Nuve
prepares to block any impending
attack with his metal arm. “What’s
the big idea? Is she incapable of
“It’s a condition,” the innkeeper
spouts. His attempts to cover for
Row are only making things worse.
“A condition, eh?” Nuve’s eyes
narrow. “I’m reaching here but that
sounds an awful lot like a
bloodsucker to me.” Row and
Seamus glance at each other
nervously. “Of course that’s
“Damned impossible,” the innkeeper
is far too enthusiastic.
“Then eat the bread,” Nuve’s voice is
stern, almost threatening.
“I’m not hungry,” Row mutters while
hiding her face behind Seamus’s
“What’s the matter; already had
your fill on human blood?” Nuve
“What are you insinuating?” Seamus
glares at him.
“Why does it matter? All she has to
do is eat a little bit of bread. If she’s
human then I’m not even asking that
much. Problems only arise if she’s
“She’ll eat your bread… right?”
Seamus stares at Row inquisitively.
He has never actually seen her
consume human food before.
“I don’t want to,” she mumbles
“Too bad.” Nuve shoves the bread
towards her again.
“Come on, Row, just a bite,” Seamus
urges her. She stares at him as if he
has asked her to hang herself.
“Please,” he is practically begging.
Slowly she opens her mouth to
allow Nuve to push the bread inside
while making sure to hide her fangs
from view. All three men watch
cautiously as she chews for what
seems like forever. She looks like
she may be sick at any moment but
she manages to swallow it at last.
“There, satisfied?” Seamus asks
“Absolutely.” Nuve beams proudly.
“I knew you couldn’t be one of those
monstrous creatures. You’re far too
pretty.” Row grabs the side of her
stomach nauseously but manages
to hide her discomfort from both
Nuve and Seamus.
“What exactly was all that about?”
Seamus asks Nuve suspiciously.
“Can you keep a secret, friend?”
Nuve lowers his voice. “I was
summoned here to track down and
kill a bloodsucker. Look at this.” He
hands Seamus a letter similar to the
one he was supposed to take to the
Dust Pail Pub in Glass Gate.
Seamus’s eyes dart to the innkeeper
“It weren’t me, honest.” He shakes
his head violently.
“Quiet you bumbling fool,” Seamus
hisses at him.
Luckily Nuve is too absorbed in his
explanation to notice. “It seems
there is a nasty little bloodsucker
running around here. Something like
a spirit was kidnapping women folk
and this bloodsucker made the
mistake of revealing itself while
fighting the thing off.”
“Really?” Seamus pretends to be
perplexed, earning him a
disappointed scowl from the
innkeeper. “If this spirit was evil,
doesn’t that mean this bloodsucker
did the town a favor?”
“The reason it chased the spirit off
doesn’t matter. It doesn’t change
what the thing is; a monster. This
thing lives by sucking the life out of
humans. It’s very name says it all.
It’s my job to make sure creatures
like that don’t get to wander free for
very long, understand?”
“I think I do.” Seamus frowns at
him. He is beginning to question
whether bloodsuckers are really all
that bad or if humans have never
even given them a chance.
“Of course my services come for a
price,” Nuve adds in a cheerful tone.
“Killing a bloodsucker cost fifty
times as much as a ghoul. I can’t
wait to get me hands on one finally.”
“Wait, you’ve never killed a
bloodsucker before?” the innkeeper
asks in shock.
“There aren’t that many of them
left,” Nuve laughs. “I bet you’ve
never even seen one.”
“I’ve seen one,” the innkeeper
assures him. He is quickly warned
to keep his mouth shut with a glare
“Is something going on that I don’t
know about?” Nuve is becoming
“You better not say a d--n word,”
Seamus whispers to the innkeeper.
He looks like he would like nothing
more than to tell Nuve everything.
“I don’t like being left out of the loop,
men. Whatever you know, spit it
out,” Nuve demands. Despite his
playful attitude and obvious lack of
age he seems to take his job very
seriously. The fact that he is
missing his whole right arm is proof
enough he has been in more than a
few fights. Seamus is not sure he
could face off against him head on.
The innkeeper is practically bobbing
up and down with anticipation. Air
is escaping his mouth but he is not
actually saying anything. “What is
wrong with you, man?” Nuve is
“She…” He does not have time to
speak before a sudden fit of hacking
and coughing from Row draws
everyone’s attention. She falls off
her barstool and lands on her hands
and knees, choking on her own
vomit as she expels the bread she
Seamus starts to rub her back
softly. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s her.” Nuve backs away from the
bar. “It really was her.”
“What do you mean?” Seamus asks
“Bloodsuckers can’t eat human
food,” Nuve explains. “Meat is a
little easier on them but they just
can’t process plants and grain. The
term bloodsucker comes from their
need for a strictly liquid diet if they
consume anything at all besides
pure life energy. Your pretty little
friend there is a monster.”
Row’s red eyes glare up at him as
she continues to spit saliva despite
her stomach already being empty.
“What are you going to do?”
Seamus asks cautiously, giving
Nuve a chance to refrain from
becoming their enemy.
“I, I don’t know,” he admits. “I came
here fully prepared to kill a
bloodsucker, no matter how young.”
“She’s not a child, idiot,” the
innkeeper shouts at him.
“I’m well aware of the aging process
of bloodsuckers,” Nuve spits back.
“Just let me think for a moment.”
“You’ll forgive me if I don’t wait for
you to try to kill us.” Seamus helps
Row to her feet and drags her
toward the door.
“What are you waiting for? Stop
them!” the innkeeper growls at
“If they’re leaving then it doesn’t
matter, right?” He shrugs
“What happened to your spiel about
not letting them roam free? What
are you gonna do when she attacks
someone else in another village?
Could you live with yourself knowing
you could have stopped her here?”
The innkeeper seems dead set on
convincing Nuve to kill Row.
The ghoul hunter takes a deep
breath before responding. “You’re
right. Of course you’re right. I don’t
know what I was thinking. It’s my
job to destroy these monsters.”
“Then get out there, lad.” The
Outside in the street Seamus is busy
searching for a horse to pull his
carriage. Of course no one in Quess
is going to be willing to sell him
one. He is actually contemplating
stealing one, a crime punishable by
death. Then again, aiding a
bloodsucker carries the same
Just as Seamus is about to un-
tether Nuve’s horse from its post,
the ghoul hunter startles him. “What
are you doing?” he asks while
shaking his head disappointedly.
“Don’t judge me,” Seamus grumbles
while continuing to fiddle with the
“Are you seriously going to add
another crime to your list of
offences?” Nuve asks calmly. “Come
on, man, walk away. You have
nothing to gain from continuing to
protect this bloodsucker.”
“Leave me alone.” Seamus tries to
“Are you smitten? Is that it? Has she
placed a trance on you?” Nuve tries
to discern the reason for his loyalty.
“I’m not like you,” Seamus spits
angrily. “I don’t swoon the moment
a pretty girl walks past.”
“I’ll admit that was a mistake on my
part.” Nuve smiles while tilting his
head from side to side. “To think I
was taken with a bloodsucker. They
really are beautiful creatures, aren’t
they?” Again he is ignored by
Seamus who is still struggling to
undo the knots in Nuve’s horse’s
“You won’t get it. I tightened that
myself with this arm,” Nuve informs
him while flexing his metal
“Does that thing even work
properly?” Seamus scoffs.
“If you’re asking if I have trouble
controlling it then the answer is
obviously yes. There is no possible
way it will ever handle as well as
my own arm but I don’t have much
choice now, do I?”
“I really don’t care,” Seamus
“I’ve been awfully patient with you
but I think it’s time you make a
decision. Walk away or I’ll be forced
to kill you,” Nuve’s voice is stern.
Without warning, Seamus draws his
sword, which clangs against Nuve’s
arm, knocking him back into the
street. He manages to somersault
backwards before Seamus can
follow up by pinning him to the
ground with his blade. “That wasn’t
smart.” Nuve’s eyes flare angrily.
“Row, go wait in the carriage,”
Seamus orders. The young
bloodsucker is still feeling sick from
the bread and therefore has no
qualms about fleeing rather than
“If you’re still there when I finish off
this guy then your death will be
slow and painful,” Nuve taunts her.
Seamus tries to quiet him by
slashing at his chest. Again Nuve’s
arm serves as the perfect means to
block it but he seems less confident
in his ability to beat Seamus now. “I
see you’ve been trained by a
“I really couldn’t tell you if that were
so or not.” Seamus shrugs. Without
his memory of the rigorous training
Champaign put him through
following his ordeal with Rashad, all
of his fighting skill feels like a
natural part of him, coming out on
instinct when he needs it.
“I’ll wipe that smile off your face,
once and for all,” Nuve snaps.
“Wouldn’t that be you?” Seamus
counters. “You’re such a happy-go-
lucky person. If I were a cripple I’d
be much more depressed.”
“Now you’ve done it.” Nuve unfolds
the crossbow attachment of his arm
and launches three separate bolts at
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