So he travels from the nomad lands to the mountains. The last time he was here he lost his life, so all he can hope for is leaving with his life. Then again, the gates of hell are opened, so what can they truly do.
He could ask for a lot, but he comes requesting a small favor. Cosmetic really, but one that would better suit his drive for blood. Faeries, I know you're out there listening. His body turns in a circle as he looks for the presence of another, but without one in sight he continues to mutter to himself. I'd like to ask for fangs, they suit me much better than these dull ones.
Officials im super exciting, requesting a quest for retractable fangs