Valumnd, a tall vampire looking around the age of 22, walked across the field in the park, his cloak abandoned and the only sign of his affiliation his eyes. Looking around with those glowing red orbs, he sighed and walked towards the one piece of this excuse for nature he actually enjoyed: the pond. Sitting by the pond on one of the many leisure benches, he smiled at the waves and thought of how relaxed this felt. After years of not having anything to do, he was about ready to tear into his own hair. Seeing a girl, his eyes trained on her. She looked his age, but nothing else could be seen. Yet something felt off about her. It felt as if she was vampire, but then a mutt of some other breeds. It didn't seem right, and her natural aura all vampires and demons gave off was distorted. He decided to walk up to her and asked her gently as he sat down, "Greetings, or hello, whichever you prefer. How are you this fine evening?"