The Madgod laughs warmly, in a voice made of songs about dancing in the rain.

"Oh, he's wonderfully mad. Do you know, he wasn't just donating his blood to anyone. He was using it to treat vampirism. Vampirism! And you know what, it worked wonders. Didn't cure the poor lad, of course, but it helped him keep his cover and not lapse into a bestial state like old Molag's spawn so often do. Eil's got such a gentle heart. A tender heart. Very, very tender."