About the CountGreetings and kindly tidings.
I am the Count, dusk's Lord. I cannot grant eternal salvation of spirit, for there is nothing such. However, I can promise you lasting flesh for a modest cost.
No judgments are passed nor questions asked for those whom wish to join my scarlet clutch. Malignity and goodness is rampant among our brethren as is in humanity, similarly making each of us unique. Nonetheless, the black pendulum of vice swings 'round, and back just the same as well. We were all human once, sharing qualities which are indelible.
Nevertheless, we are different. We neither indulge in earth's greens, nor have need for it's waters, but drink from only our fountains of breathing life. Our agility and senses are far keener, and features ghastly, while enticing to our prey. Our frail flesh is lashed at by the sun and blistered by silver.
I alone keep the covenant alive - our vampiric virtue pumping with the sanguine of human vigor we both require and lust. I am your Master, the beautiful nosferatu, but you shall call me Count Dracula.
Imbeciles who harass me will be instantly ignores. I may be shrill with fellow vampires, being there are so many useless carnage, however those who earn my respect will flourish. I accept all friends, but please do not send me spam or beg for this name. It is mine, and mine alone; priceless.