Erzsébet Báthory, assisted by a vampire of great age named Drolta Tzuentes. They attempted apotheosis with the deity Sekhmet to make all of this so. The attempt failed by the smallest of hairs.

[Alucard can be confident that at least that much has concluded. What lies ahead in France remains a mystery, and one he is deeply unsure of.]

In my three hundred years, I've found that vampires are sometimes...uncreative with their plans. It is exhausting.

[There is a hint of something warmer in Alucard's voice with his last few words, all of it a reaction to seeing how Fern has rubbed at her eyes. There's an air of the familiar there.]

My name is Adrian Țepeș, also known as Alucard.

[He has only given Alucard to others. This moment suggests that his real name is more important.]