Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

From a distance, the Citadel looked like an ugly, jagged boulder, but up close, it was even more repulsive: just a pile of tasteless gray stones that decided to compensate for the lack of any external appeal with their size. Typical architecture for the Dungeon faction. What else could you expect from them? However, perhaps the Citadel once truly inspired awe. The last generations of its lords turned it into a miserable monument to the Void. Although, according to rumors, some of the Citadel's inhabitants still resisted the belief in the futility of all things. It's even surprising! "Greetings, Lord Camille," the Vampire bowed his head politely. "Yes, I am Ottar, the healer. I arrived at your invitation. In my profession, it is important to maintain good physical shape, so I would prefer dinner. With your permission." By "physical shape," Ottar meant that he constantly forgot to eat while on adventures, and that's not exactly good for your health. The fact that even in the Citadel, he was greeted by an old man didn't surprise the Vampire anymore.