1 Stabbed Like A Pig

There was a ball for high society tonight and I as usual was contracted to guard the many misses and misters that would be foolish enough to go and frolick in the woods. I sighed knowing full well what the night ahead would be like. A few hours of siting around scaring the occasional goblin or two and spending the rest of the night as chaperone to a drunk pair. As I waited I spotted the pair I was supposed to guard tonight. Vampirc royalty was always risky work as most of time they could charm you out of payment but I knew a secret others did not. Vampires were powerless on a full moon which meant I could take this job without much of a hinderance or fear for my life. I shadowed them around the ball making sure they didn't get into any major shuffles and eventually ventured into the forest. I stayed closer making sure to keep an eye out for any goblins in woods when I felt an object stab through my chest.

Our "guard" was so blissfully unaware of our plot. To be able to advance to a fully fledged vampire we would need to kill a human and take some of their blood. This deadbeat had know one to look for him and so he was a prime target for me and my sister. As he looked at the sky floundering try to grasp at the chunk of ice in his chest me and my sister walked up and made sure his last picture was our smiling faces.