The show I nearly died for.

I am no stranger to death.
 
I have seen my family die, and I have seen my former master die.
 
And today, I nearly died myself. It's a harrowing experience, and I don't recommend it to anyone, and the fact
than now I'm infected with some vampiric illness that might kill me in three weeks or turn ME in to a vampire, makes it no easier.
What in the name of all god's did I drag myself in this time.
 
Oh yeah, the day started like any other. Expect Mario Durante, the merchant king himself graced us with his presence this morning.
He's as monarch as they come and go, pretending like he's not worried at all about all these assassination threat's that are being thrown at him, BUT JOKES'S ON HIM!
For there were several assassination attempts at the opera (which I was starring as a doctor Wattison)
 
First, there were some weird goo golem's controlled from a distance, probably from inside the theater.
Second, there was a woman wearing hood and a mask over her face, who shot Kaerwyd and after a fight, disappeared in to a shadow.
And last but oh no, not the least, this elf looking gentleman on the stage who was sweating a tad too much, like a pig in oven. My gut warned
me that everything was not ok, so I tried to stab this guy, but he was unnaturally fast, and managed to dodge out of the way. That's when the real shit show started.
Me and Kaerwyd managed to get few good hit's in and what happened next was a bit of my own fault, probably should have not taunted him so much. For he transformedin to a horrific vampire and lunged at me, and the next thing I know: I'm on the ground, bleeding and losing consciousness. Next few moments felt like eternity, withmuffled sound's in a distance and then just like that, SNAP! I regain get my consciousness back thank's to Amariel, and everything hurt's like I would have been drinking for a last week, and gottenin a fistfight with a dwarven monk.
 
After a while of gathering myself from the floor, I see that vicious beast attacking my friends. I stood up, grabbed my rapier and stabbed it through that beast's neck, and sliced his head off!
Too bad his body turned into ash soon after.
 
We got no respite after the fight. We were transported to the castle of Fourways very soon after, to dine and drink with the king.
It was all going pretty well, taking in consideration that I was bit by a vampire and the mark hurt like a bitch. It was going well until that fils de pute et un voleur Ergon Wintertree
decided to ruin everyone's day and turn the air inside the castle into toxic fumes just by showing up. It really took all my remaining willpower to stay calm and not stick my fork
through his throat as well.
 
After that pleasant encounter, I was too spent to go meet Vincent (who was stabbed ny the way). Instead, I headed to our "headquarters" to rest, Darvin was kind enough to accompany me.
 
Next I'm going to get some sleep, because I'm spent as fuck right now.