The Fortress of Twilight.

[Tyrsais]

::Tyrsais walked into his fortress, and called up shematics for various underground structures. As well as several designs for above-ground keeps. He began to edit them into a working blueprint, and had the computer shape a stone that would aid in the creation. It would be fueled by his magic, and take time, but he would wait::  

[Tyrsais]

*He would appear in his coffin, and slumber throughout the night in his human form for the first time in some time. Cuts, and burns covered most of his body, but this was something that he was used to so he slept in that form.*  

[Tyrsais]

*Tyrsais awoke in his chambers. He slowly, and weakly pushed the lid to his coffin off, slowly he pushed himself up to a sitting postion. Moving with care he continued to stand up looking out over his bedroom. Neglected was most everything in here, even his bed seemed sterile, just a piece of ornamentation.*

How long have I been gone?

*The question wasn't answered by anyone. Albert if he was still alive was still away on whatever mission he had been sent on my Tyr.*  

[Tyrsais]

*He slowly disappears into his mist form letting the wind quickly carry him away from his fortress. He knew it would be safe because of the internal defenses as well as the legions of undead. He wanted to talk to someone*  

[Tyrsais]

*His body appeared back on top of his keep behind the glass barrier that kept him from the sunlight. The desert was abandoned it seemed even the life that lived there was far removed from his keep. It had been silent ever since his return. With his coven gone, and old the creatures he kept as guards remaining, it was time to renew the ranks. Bloodlust was not so simple a thing as needing blood.*  

[Tyrsais]

::The dead calm of the fortress was nearing an end. One old vampire was on the horizon. His master had returned so he to would return. It was not long before both of them would be back up to the same old tricks. Albert needed Tyrsais, but Tyrsais needed him as well.::  

[Tyrsais]

::Albert had begun his work. It was difficult at first to get all of the instruments back up, and running. Sometimes it would appear as if he were in dozens of rooms at once fixing the dust, disorder, and damage done in his absence.::  

[Tyrsais]

::Albert flinched in his chamber. Something didn't seem right. What was going on had his master truely fallen in combat. He could feel their bond broken for the first time in centuries. It was a strange feeling. He began to organize his own gear he might have to go look for Tyr himself::