The jailury is the inbred brother of the xevoltin, and beloved by upper class vampwelfs. With a harden outer skin that cracks under movement, most jailuries opt to stay dutiful at their jobs on the roof of castles and in front of doors. There they judge all those who enter their territory. Should someone offensive approach, they will leap forth in attack. Once causing restriction in their movement, their harden skin now acts as thick armor that blocks knives and fangs alike.

New owners beware, while a jailury may remain dutiful to you today, many have learned that it is only a missed meal away from hanging its own king.