"The Tonic, it was his creation at first and I perfected it." The memories of the night before flooded back to her. The bubbling Cauldron the ancient ingredients, the blood sacrifice, the final words and even the panic of drinking the elixir and knowing death.
"I don't know how much more I can or should even tell you," he finished the last shot. Clink.
"I only have a few questions," she pleaded with him to stay and he obliged.
"I will answer only what I can." He shrugged.
"My name, my full name, you know it don't you?" she could recall much but not this simple detail about herself.
"You were named Vodkavania Chernomyrdin Kovalevskaya, but I don't think anyone has called you that in years. You prefer Vodka Skaya. It's because you spend all this time with these... Southern people. Come back home Vodkavania, you belong there even with this... Condition." He let out a long sigh and got up, he picked up the tray and took it to the bar. Picking up the full bottle he brought it with him to the door. "At least think about it."
"I will Aleskinov, you've always been such a good brother to me." he held back tears and nodded at her as he left the castle and entered a dimensional rift back to the northern lands.
A winter elf was rarely seen outside their homeland, let alone living in the south. Was it truely her wish to prove that her father was not the insane vampire everyone thought him to be or was there something else that drove her to this madness. There were more answers that must be found. And perhaps the search was what lead her down this path. Magic was not a destination but a jouryney. Her mothers words all those years ago when she had first learned to make her brothers soup cold. The journey was not over. In fact it was just begining.
The suit of blackened platemail back in the crypt fit her pefectly. The cloak concealed it and the two handed Kaskara strapped neatly to her back and was concealed by her cloak. The airship on the dock overlooking the cliffs was custom built and must have cost a fortune. It was small enough for her to operate herself but had room for 2 to 3 more if needed. She entered from the hatch under the ship between the two large guns and settled into the comfortable custom captains chair. The key was already in the ignition and the ship roared to life with the turn of the key and the turning of some gauges and flicking of switches. She noticed the teleport beacon list and she went through them. There were no towns she wished to go to just yet so she pulled back on the controls and the ship lifted into the air and rocketed to the west at incredible speed.
