[Alucard remembers all of that horrid night. Cannons against cannons, undead things against undead things and...retreat. Because Alucard needed to live and fight again. Of the ships he had, only this one survived. The one he once jokingly called the coffin ship due to the fact it held a bed that he never wanted to use, and so it became a supply ship for the other two in his tiny fleet instead.
The entire ship thing in the first place, it was a way to laugh in defiance of the old tales of how vampires could not cross running water. To have a ship's hold was to have a safe guard against sun, so long as a crew of thralls or otherwise extremely willing mortal men and women saw the opportunity as one worth taking. Somehow it all evolved into a new vampire society (his mother had once said vampirate and Dracula looked pained for days). One that let mortals in, just a little, and so had to allow for mortal needs. Then his mother had waltzed into his father's life, and all went well until she was accused of a combination of witchcraft and piracy. A first, of sorts. The scourge of humanity would be removed from the seas first, unable to warn land dwellers of attacks, and then the whole of man wold be removed. In time.]
Leave. You never found this ship.
[He shouldn't let Hector go. But it's a bigger risk to kill him and alert Dracula that his son is awake.]
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[Alucard remembers all of that horrid night. Cannons against cannons, undead things against undead things and...retreat. Because Alucard needed to live and fight again. Of the ships he had, only this one survived. The one he once jokingly called the coffin ship due to the fact it held a bed that he never wanted to use, and so it became a supply ship for the other two in his tiny fleet instead.
The entire ship thing in the first place, it was a way to laugh in defiance of the old tales of how vampires could not cross running water. To have a ship's hold was to have a safe guard against sun, so long as a crew of thralls or otherwise extremely willing mortal men and women saw the opportunity as one worth taking. Somehow it all evolved into a new vampire society (his mother had once said vampirate and Dracula looked pained for days). One that let mortals in, just a little, and so had to allow for mortal needs. Then his mother had waltzed into his father's life, and all went well until she was accused of a combination of witchcraft and piracy. A first, of sorts. The scourge of humanity would be removed from the seas first, unable to warn land dwellers of attacks, and then the whole of man wold be removed. In time.]
Leave. You never found this ship.
[He shouldn't let Hector go. But it's a bigger risk to kill him and alert Dracula that his son is awake.]