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Looking around, Sepredia was confused, she wasn't where she had passed out. The chamber she was in looked as if it had a resident, but the ravenous feeling in her stomach prevented her from investigating further. Spotting her bag in the corner she pulled out some of her food, quickly eating a hunk of dry bread. She spat it out, it was awful! Hearing a small noise at the back of the chamber she pulled her hunting knife out of the bag and tucked it into the back of her belt. Trying a piece of dry biscuit, it also tasted bad, how long had she been unconscious?
Amused laughter sounded from behind her, man stood in the shadows at the top of the stairs, evidently the source of the noise and the resident of the chamber.
"You've finally awakened. I suspect you are hungry?"
Sepredia nodded, "My food seems to have spoiled while I was, er, Asleep.
The mysterious man motioned to something behind her, "Take your fill from that basin, you will find all you need to sustain you."
"Thank you, I would feel amazing if I wasn't so ravenously hungry, you must be a great healer. Sepredia turned to the basin, it was filled with a dark liquid.
Behind her, her saviour had come out from the shadows and watched her, weaving a spell quietly over her.
Sepredia bent over and dipped a finger in the liquid. She drew back, horrified at what she had discovered, a sinking feeling of the desire she held for it. "Blood?!" She turned and noticed his face as he cast the spell, binding her to his will.
She knelt at the bottom of the stairs as he walked down towards her, the last shreds of her will fighting his spell as he neared her.

"Master."