Rath is ready to step out for the evening... he can't believe how successfully he revived his youth with the tainted blood he was forced to drink... skid row bums drank a lot of booze and it infused their blood with a foul taste... he decided the sheer volume must have turned the tide. He shortened Amrath to just Rath... seemed more appropriate for the times... and he wanted no connection with his past.
He had observed a lot of the younger goth set at night and felt comfortable that the clothes he wore; actually old favorites from another age that had been carefully packed away... still were acceptable attire for nightlife here. His hair was dark and fell to his shoulders, and he had piecing blue eyes, he was attractive and knew that seducing women in this time would be easy for him... he was contemplating making one of his kind out of a woman if he found one to his liking... companionship was something he missed.
He was going to the tavern down in old town, he liked the area... and the crowd seemed right for him.
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