"I was unable to duplicate The Gem of Amarra, but I was able to craft, what I believe to be, an acceptable substitute," said the sorcerer, handing her a ring. "Wearing this, you can walk in direct sunlight and enter homes uninvited. Moreover, The Slayer will not sense you as a vampire."
She slipped on the ring. Her eyes gleamed and a smirk spread wide across her face. "And now, for your payment."
Her face altered, but not into "vampface". Her lips grew fuller and her eyelashes longer and more luxurious. Instead of becoming fangs, her teeth retracted into her gums. Her hunger was no longer for blood, as she fell to her knees before him.
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