His family perished, never getting a chance to leave their mark... his father had grand plans. Alas, in the end, he simply faded into obscurity. All that remained of his life was Ottar, with his aspirations and mistakes. She... and the blood.
– Well, we'll get through this! – Blooddrinker said in an encouraging tone. – As long as half the city believes in the futility of everything, I'm still willing to fight for the future. It's much more fun to live that way!
Somewhere in the unknown, she was hiding. And if there's nothing else to do, Ottar will find her. Sooner or later. And in the process, he will become stronger. And smarter.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers