All vampires are brothers in the brotherhood of night! — Stewart Stafford, The Vorbing
All vampires are brothers in the brotherhood of night! — Stewart Stafford, The Vorbing
All vampires are brothers in the brotherhood of night! — Stewart Stafford, The Vorbing
All vampires are brothers in the brotherhood of night! — Stewart Stafford, The Vorbing
All vampires are brothers in the brotherhood of night! — Stewart Stafford, The Vorbing
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All vampires are brothers in the brotherhood of night!

— Stewart Stafford, The Vorbing
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