Father Allek was once a sun priest.
Now he is a vampire.
I tried to use my spell scrolls on him. Cone of dimness did not effect him.
Shadow shackles backfired.
I need to continue my arcane studies.
All that reading the incantations in the scrolls seemed to do was irritate him further.
"You dare attack me?!"
Non Monsieur. I defend.
Mademoiselle Zhuelke I ask her why she was crying last time I see her and she say she felt lonely, so I try to set up a masquerade ball. I invite Monsieur Arroway, her and Mademoiselle Lue'Atha.
This please her, my mistress I serve and she give me a hug and kisses and more gifts.
She worries I think that because she comes from a powerful family and is a font of strange knowledge and such that perhaps other people fear to get close.
I show her how with me that is not the case.
I play with a wand of negative energy and a rod of frost.
Arcane study does not come to me so readily yet I still press on.
I observe in the open and I observe from the shadows.
I watch the bard, the wizard and the sorcerer. I study their hand movements and listen to how they cant and pitch their voices when casting, the way they enunciate their ancient words.
Slowly I get better. I have no spells of my own but can at times accurately read a scroll, wield a wand and so forth.
I also have procured some vials of "bottled black"; The darkness, true darkness, one that transcends our notions of good and evil... This fascinates me.