RP-T ULFUR: Black Thrace
Just then, a thin voice from the inn below. "Thy tithe is due, respected proprietor. Please, cometh. A bit of silver and your slumber is assured safe,"
Moira slid out of the bed, revealing herself to be unclothed. With a sly smile at you, she signaled for quiet, brushing you gently aside as she left. The others followed, Joachim making a sign with his hands to fend off ill fortune with a soft sigh.
Baring herself from the railing of the upper floor, she struck a confident pose. "Oh ho, evildoer! Your menial evil ends hence! Go and fetch your bitch of a goddess, for I am the Goddess of Black Thrace and will no longer suffer the indignity of my people's bondage!"
Her white teeth shifted to wolf-fangs before your eyes, and she leapt from the railing into the room below, out of your sight. There was a whump, a crunch and a splut, and then a head came sailing up - an arc of fresh blood behind it - to bounce again the inn's wall in front of you.
"Change of plans! Umbra, you take the bow and cover us - the moon's out tonight!"
For the first time, she took notice that she was in the buff, blushing just a little.
"Eheh. Joachim, can you toss me my armor, my shield, and my saber? No need to give the forces of evil an eyeful of anything besides an arrow."
Once suited up and ready, you moved out. You, Joachim, and Moira worked in a tight group, going from place to place jumping and swiftly slaying vampires as they were collecting tithes. Fowin kept watch from the sky, and signaled to the man of Lethia if one of the Vampires was catching on - it turned out he was an excellent shot, and his broadheads punched through to the heart with regularity. Moira had phenomenally good hearing and sense of smell, which alerted her to the presence of vampires in the vicinity and greatly aided the stealth of the mission.
After clearing six or seven businesses, the jig was up and the vampires caught on that they were being hunted. Fighting as a team, you retreated to the edge of town, taking down four more vampires on the way.
Moira then called out into the night - "Creatures of Darkness! You face Moira, Goddess of Adventure, and her bold companions of distant lands! Call forth your Dark Mistress or be laid waste!"
There was silence, and then a buzzing -
as a swarm of bats dove down from the sky, crossing over the moon, to coalsce into the form a of a tall, shapely woman with glowing red eyes.
"So! After a year of hiding like a field mouse, you finally see fit to challenge me, hm? You've killed a handful of my men, and you think that enough for me to believe you're divine? This is a godless land, mine for the taking! You'll make a fine example, little 'goddess'."
Gethu returned to her bat form, and dove towards Moira.