Then, a rabid, Nosferatu looking vampire comes up the stairs and starts savaging people. The girl and I keep to the shadows. Several people fall before something else shows up, materializing out of the darkness near a wall. He's dressed nicely, tuxedo, top-hat and cloak. Pale skin, long black hair, kind of like Vampire Hunter D, floating, you can't see his feet. His fancy cloak opens up and a dozen long tendrils shoot out and latch onto the vampire, sucking it dry of all the blood it just leeched. The vampire collapses dead and the well-dressed stranger floats away.
Had that dream about 20 years ago.
AC: as plate +2 (can't be harmed by non-magical weapons)
Attacks: 1d6+6 tendrils (+9 to hit, long reach) each one does 1d4 damage and heals the Blood Stalker the same amount.
Stealth: 5 in 6 (in low lighting the Blood Stalker can use stealth to practically disappear)
Save As: Fighter: 9
Move: standard (hovers)