Kain nodded back at him, smirking at being addressed in such a manner. It had been a while since he had been addressed as such. Despite the fact that he was living in what was essentially an abandoned factory, he was still a king, just one who had been displaced from his kingdom. "General," he said courteously. He knew a few things too; he had found out about LaCroix's past a bit by digging around.
"Yes, this world seems to have an unshakable prejudice against vampires," Kain scowled in frustration. "I blame the vampires here for acting so savagely," he said, with audible distaste in his voice. He thought about the death-resistant vampires he had killed at his home, going around preying on those who weren't ready for them. If he were on Nosgoth, he would have had them all thrown into the Abyss, after he had stripped their secrets from them. Try and see them get out of that.
"Human closed-mindedness is always dangerous, but they do themselves no favor acting like savages," he remarked with haughty distaste; he couldn't help it. He had always been raised with an ambiance of sophistication around him, from the nobility in Coorhagen, to Vorador's brutal and yet refined behavior as a vampire, he was taught that there were certain ways of behaving that set you apart from the animals. And these vampires went in the face of all that. Which was why he was more than happy to slaughter them.
He took a drink from his glass, savoring the heavenly blend of crimson and fine alcohol from two sources. Wine and other alcoholic beverages were one of the few substances vampires could still consume on Nosgoth after their turning. If there was one drawback to vampirism beside the vulnerability to water, it was the limited diet one could partake in.
"And what sort of troubles bring an ancient vampire here this evening?" Kain inquired bluntly, raising his glass to his mouth again. He was rarely one for tact, unless the situation demanded it.
He wondered what LaCroix thought of his appearance. No doubt he resembled the demons in the city, or the alien creatures roaming around here, more than the regular vampires in the city. Little did LaCroix know that Kain's breed of vampires weren't anything near carouches. Only Janos drank animal blood sometimes, and that was out of desperation and to avoid conflict with humans. Kain knew his appearance had both a good and a negative effect, even on Nosgoth. On the one hand, it helped distinguish them as a separate species, but at the same time, it probably made them look more like the demons savagely plaguing the landscape; not a good thing when your species is trying to survive. If he could only see what Vorador had turned into. The appearance suited him, but it made Kain look positively human in comparison; more bat-like than human in facial features. He wondered what was standard in LaCroix's world for vampires.