A laugh, soft and almost bitter as he shakes his head. "Not at all. There are none where I come from who are... born into such devilry. Perhaps a hedgewitch or two, but no, my... gifts come from a curse. A deal made with a devil, one could say." He hadn't been the one to make the original deal, after all. Julius himself had, and for his part in agreeing to let evil come into his life, he'd been cursed to the cave until a set of wheels had been put into motion that had brought Vlad to him.

Even then, he'd have been able to hold out, if not for Mirena's tragedy and sacrifice. Perhaps it has been what was intended all along and he'd just been another pawn on the chessboard of dueling gods. Curious about what myths and legends were spread across a world that clearly was not his own, Vlad opted to answer plainly. "Have you any vampires in your land?"