Teijal didn't believe in words but in action. Words were fake and illusions. How could anyone believe in a spineless leader with a silky voice? Or a manipulative leader with honey words? No, she definitely knew better.
Hence when a small foolish human presented her with sunscreen, she joined.
Teijal watched the human from afar. She had her flaws, like any other of her race. She was too foolish for her own good and she moved too loud. The vampire liked this human.
Teijal watched the girl interacted with a Sun Priest. He spoke angrily, yet his movements were oily. Warm slime oozed from his bitter words. She hated him.
The vampire glanced at the green hair boy. His words were loud, but his actions were stiff, almost painful to watch. He was a weakling trying to act big. Teijal ignored him.
Teijal smirked at the paladin. He spoke arrogantly, and his movements were large like a bull. She would enjoy making him small again.
The vampire glared at the whip wielding one. Her words were firm and her movements confident. Teijal grudgingly conceded she had an unlikely new friend and rival.
Teijal raised a brow at the barmaid. She didn't know what to make of her. Best leave her to the whip woman.
The vampire shrugged at pirate. He was the whip one's prey. She would stay out of the summoner's hunt.
She had much more worthy prey after all.
