I can report that Evilyn of Druchii Smuchii Schmoo seems strangely receptive to the idea of dining with the Baron. A vampire that scores well with the goth chicks, who would have figured? Tell that blood sucker that she is to be home before sunrise and in decent enough shape to be able to push some filthy rats off the field, else I will regrettably have to inform Imperial Inquisitor-Stakemaster Abraham van Heckshout of his daytime refuge.
-Barm