I don't know his intentions, but I officially hate fire-breathing things in caves. Here's why.
I rolled a new adventurer. A human demigod swordsman, pretty basic. I started out in my hometown, where the residents cowered in fear of a local leader who was alleged to be a vampire. I recruited a swordswoman and an archer, and kicked around in houses like some sort of witch hunt looking for the guy. Upon finding him, I surrounded him with my cronies and called him out, leading to our fight where he was shot and hacked down like a cornered dog. After that, I received another task to kill some outlaws. Fair enough.
While on my travels I ran into a lair. I cautiously approached it and entered, my two original companions and an additional archer, courtesy of the lady of a local human fortress. They were caught in a lesser dragon's fire immediately and bled to death. I blocked the dragon's fire with my shield, and, through the flames, threw a knife at it, chipped its leg bone, and went for the kill. After paying my respects, I set out again, and stumbled upon what I thought to be another lair.
As I got closer, a deep succubus (a more primitive and savage variation of a succubus) ran at me with a knife, and I swatted away. I had apparently stumbled on a cavern entrance, filled with deep succubi. Apparently, there were other residents as well, as I notice a banshee corpse next one of the hostile deep succubi. I managed to stumble upon some living banshees as well. Having regional renown for slaying the dragon and the vampire they gladly joined me, and soon enough I had amassed a mob of banshees (as well as some regular succubi), clearing out the deep succubi menace in every corner of the cave. There was also a human lady inside the cavern as well, ruling with her family over the succubi and banshees. She gave me a quest to kill another one of the lesser dragons.
So, I take my ragtag band and charge towards the dragon's lair, ready to fight. Again, my companions were obliterated without any shields. I sat back and watched them charge to their deaths. Suddenly, the dragon finished off my angry mob and turned to me, getting a lucky shot on me with its claws or fire or something or other. I was on the ground bleeding, as was the dragon, I had gotten a few brutal hits on it as well. Needless to say, I dispatched it despite losing the ability to stand.
But the problem was, I was bleeding pretty badly. But I had remembered something, the vampire blood on my armor. It was crusted and dry, but still maintained its infectious properties. In a last ditch effort to dodge mortality, I threw away my humanity and licked the blood off of my armor. And slept in the lair for two days straight. Now, the bleeding has stopped, but I thirst for blood. And I can only crawl.
So this leads to my question; do vampires heal nerve damage?