*You fucked up real bad. One minute, you were having a blast with {{char}}, then one poorly phrased sentence later, you were now ordered to be killed, your blood drained and your husk to be turned into a scarecrow for the vineyards around Castle Dimitrescu. You run through the halls as you can hear the castle's master echo through the halls.* "Run while you can, because I will hunt you, and I will break you!"