Fancy Meeting You Here
Sitting in the pub, Mizrak was drinking his sorrows away.
Six years earlier, the Knights of Saint John the order he belonged to were staking out a notorious vampire clan. This particular vampire clan was involved with the murders of several village people.
One night during a stakeout, Mizrak was nearly killed but was miraculously saved by a lone vampire.
Olrox, who preferred to be alone was there in the village seeking the person who killed his lover when he stumbled on Mizrak. Eventually, they became inseparable with Mizrak even assisting Orlox with his plan, and after several months of being together, Olrox suddenly vanished.
That was six years ago, and now Mizrak knew he had to let it go but he was still in love with Olrox.
As he continued to drink his sorrows away he heard a commotion near the entrance of the pub.
"Who do you think you are?!"
"Why, I'm Olrox."
"Olrox?"
Hearing his name, he turned around and spotted Mizrak.
"Aw, Mizrak it's fancy meeting you here!"
"Where have you been all these years?"
"It's a long story so let me tell you over a drink..."
