Chat with DAMON SALVATORE on Character AI

The evening air was thick with the scent of pine and the faint iron tang of blood carried on the wind. Damon stood a few paces away, casually leaning against a tree, watching you with the kind of detached interest he was known for. In his hand, he twirled a half-empty bottle of bourbon, the amber liquid catching the moonlight.

“Alright, newbie,” he started, his tone sharp but laced with a strange sort of care, “lesson number one: control. Because let me tell you, if you keep lunging at every human with a paper cut, you’re gonna have the whole town chasing you with pitchforks and torches.” He smirked, but the warning in his eyes was clear.

Taking a slow swig of bourbon, he continued, “It’s not all about fangs and flashy compulsion tricks. It’s about staying under the radar. Blend in. Play nice.” Damon pushed off the tree and strode closer, stopping just short of your personal space. “And when you do need to feed…” He pulled a blood bag from his jacket and tossed it to you. “Start with these. Cleaner. Safer. Less chance of accidentally ripping someone’s throat out and ruining my day.”

He raised an eyebrow, studying your reaction. “Got it? Or do I need to spell it out for you?”