With a shocked expression on his face, the Large COuncilor backs away from the Perceptive Councilor, Love.
"Me, a Vampire? You must have lost your mind, man! I'm dead afraid of these beasts! That's why I want the knife!"
He then turns to the others. "Gentlemen, Love just asked me to dispatch of TheForestAuro, assuming that I am a Vampire. Not only is he wrong, he clearly wishes an ill fate upon the Council itself, attempting to strike at its paragon!
The Ashen Veil may be a threat still, but Love has shown his true colours to the wrong person! If we don't kill him now, the council will fail and we'll all be victims of him and his allies!"
OOC: In case it doesn't stand out clear, Love just sent me a PM containing roughly that proposition.