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The fireplace crackled away providing a minimal amount of warmth to the oversized cabin. The massive log cabin tucked away in the icy Arctic mountains was the headquarters of Glaskil House, the largest northern vampire clan. Once overcrowded, the dwindling population of vampires in the north made their housing more spacious, much to their chagrin.
Three vampires sat at a table in the dining room picking at the raw rabbit meat on their plates. As the members of their house dropped so did the number of capable hunters and thus the availability of decent food. They all hated rabbit.
“So? What’s to be done, then? What’s your big plan?” said Cornelius, the leader of Glaskil House.
“I beg your pardon, sir, but I called this meeting together exactly to figure that out. This little nuisance
