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After repairing the furnace
Vanstrom Klause: I don't want to hear your pathetic excuses Gadderanks.
Vanstrom Klause: Just do the job you've been appointed to do.
Vanstrom Klause: You'll never be anything more than a useless human unless you can prove yourself worthy.
Gadderanks: But my lord Vanstrom there are precious few human settlements left worth collecting tithes from.
Gadderanks: Mort'ton is just a dead town, full of afflicted and Lord Malak was so ill when he drank of them last time.
Gadderanks: Canifis is delivering more than it originally agreed to but that still isn't sufficient.
Gadderanks: Pray, tell where should I get the remainder from?
Vanstrom Klause: I couldn't care less for your problems Gadderanks.
Vanstrom Klause: I just don't seem to be able to think on an empty stomach.
Vanstrom Klause: Sniff...Sniff...Sniff....
Vanstrom Klause: Ah, smoke!
Vanstrom Klause: There you go Gadderanks, it looks like you have a fresh appointment and we have fresh meat!
Vanstrom Klause: Let's just hope that you can achieve your blood tithe target before you become a meal yourself.
Vanstrom turns into mist and teleports away.
Vampyre Juvinate: Ha, ha, ha, ha!
Gadderanks: !GULP!
Sorin: Gadderanks is here and he wants blood.