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[cryptsleeper]

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[cryptsleeper]

Thank you on both accounts.

[Alucard's actually taking that seriously? There's no gloat or smirk to the compliments at the very least.]

If there's nothing left to do for the time being, I can shift back to that form.

[petcromancer]

[Hector nods.]

Yes, the sauce should chill for an hour or so. If you want stories of my travels, I'll tell you the highlights. Animals I saw, foods I sampled. That's what you wanted, right?

[It's a consolation prize for Alucard not being able to travel on his own, and a reward for having listened to his sob story.]

[cryptsleeper]

Mm. There's a sitting room two doors down that's exceptionally warm. Let's go there.

[He's all set to just wolf out, but Hector's question needs one moment of confirmation.]

And yes. Please.

[petcromancer]

[He hums affirmative.]

I met a babaroga in the mountains once. She said I was too wicked for her to carry off in her sack, and she fed me pickled frogs' legs...

[It's the truncated version of the tale, but Hector has more bizarre tidbits where that came from.]

((We can prob wrap this one, too, unless there's more you wanted to do.))

[cryptsleeper]

[There's a wolf where Alucard once stood, eager to head towards the suggested room. His tail curls upwards a little, listening. Always listening.]

((Sounds good!!))