Eryndor's determination to forge his own path grew stronger with each passing day. He became increasingly frustrated with Valois's guidance, feeling like he was being held back. The final straw came when Valois warned him about the dangers of the vampire world and the importance of keeping a low profile.
"I don't want to hide, Valois," Eryndor said, his voice firm. "I want to live, to experience everything this new life has to offer."
Valois's expression turned stern. "You're not ready, Eryndor. You're still learning. You need to be patient."
But Eryndor wouldn't be swayed. He packed his bags and left Valois's mansion, determined to make a name for himself in the vampire world.
At first, the freedom was exhilarating. Eryndor explored the city, meeting new vampires and learning about the different covens and factions. He was drawn to a group of rogue vampires who lived on the fringes of society, embracing the darkness and chaos that came with their immortal lives.
As Eryndor spent more time with the rogues, he began to realize that they were more than just rebels. They had a purpose, a mission to disrupt the status quo and challenge the authority of the elder vampires.
Eryndor was intrigued by their passion and conviction. He started to see the world in a different light, realizing that there was more to being a vampire than just surviving.
But as he became more entrenched in the rogue group, Eryndor began to notice that their leader, a charismatic vampire named Sabine, had a hidden agenda. She was manipulating the group, using them to further her own interests.
Eryndor felt a pang of unease. Had he made a mistake by leaving Valois's guidance? Should he have been more cautious?