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[Lestat]

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Lestat was roaming the outskirts of Umbra, as he road fast through the land to not garner and unneeded attention he smelled blood in the air.. As he continued on towards his homestead he sensed a faint heartbeat off in the distance. There he saw a boy laying in his own blood, it looked as if he was beaten very badly. The boy couldn’t be more then 13 years of age. Lestat started examining the boy and all of the boys belongings and during this the boy grabbed Lestats hand, suddenly vague images of war and chaos ran through Lestat's mind, Flames, Death, witchcraft.. Lestat ripped his arm away from the boy. Thrown off a bit by what he just saw, he could tell this boy was not exactly normal.. Knowing if he left this child the odds where very high the boy would perish, Lestat Hoisted him up onto his shoulder abandoning his mount and running as fast as he could to his tower. Once home, Lestat was met By Dominick who was thrown off by the boy “Father why do you have this child?” Lestat paused for a moment not ever truly knowing the answer for it, “Something just seemed off, like I was meant to find him.” Dominick not as compassionate as Lestat Shrugged his shoulders and walked up the stairs to his chamber. Lestat began to pace back and fourth not knowing exactly what to do with the child, it was not of his blood, was just a random boy.. But something just seemed right about it. Finally Lestat stopped and lifted the boy up and carried him up to his bed. Laying the boy down, the boys eyes briefly opened.. “wwwwhhhooo *weakly* Arre youuu?” Lestat said with a small smirk My names Lestat and this is my home what is your name child? The boys eyes started to flicker as if he was about to lose consciousness “Seeeevvveeeraaan…” *the boy passes out* Lestat covered him up and left his chamber to his throne room.. Sitting down on his throne he rubbed the side of his head. “Severan, Severan, Severan, where have I heard this name before.” The house fell quite but only for a moment as he heard rumbling from upstairs. Lestat quietly observed his Son pull up a chair to Severan's bedside, and before he sat down Dominick lifted his hands about 6 inches away from Severns Chest and shot a light of healing towards Severan.. “There that should make you feel more comfortable” Lestat turned his head and smiled and walked gingerly back down the stairs, “ I guess we have new guest in our family..”