Nothing, absolutely nothing was written about her family's history that she did not already know - the origins of the 6 Great Houses are just speculations and legends warped far away from reality. It's as if everything that happened with the 6 great heroes was erased from written history. [b]"Don't you think it's kinda of suspicious that anything related to that era is just missing. People like to record things, one way or another, and there is nothing about that particular time.[/b] As much as Nianxi would hate to agree, Xiandra was right. What exactly had happened back then, how were these weapons made, what did the heroes do? That is, if they were heroes to begin with. Nianxi had tons of questions, and no answers.

After spending some time at the bar, the person she was looking for still didn't show up, and it was getting late. Packing up her books, Nianxi left the bar for her personal tent - a perk she could still enjoy as a noble, even as one who lost everything. Rumors of her heritage spread like wildfire through gossip, coupled with her brooding, vengeful mood and a sword unlike any other, no one really dared to deny Nianxi her comforts. Eventually, she earned a fearful respect of her comrades-in-arms, as being unforgiving, but just. She shared her wealth this those who risked their lifes to help her - that earned a lot of "points" for her in the base camp. Not to mention her commanding presence - the very thing she was taught daily back in the day. Tone of voice, stance, the way you walk, the way you move - all this could be used to assert your authority, and sometimes you wouldn't even need to say a word. And as a delegate of House Serilya, Nianxi was a master of social interactions. However, her calm and calculated persona was long gone, killed in the attack on Velron - and only a shell of her former self remained, with only one thing on her mind - vengeance. A shell that was split in two...

Her personal tent was rather small, but it contained all the basic necessities: a bedroll, small pouches with various medical and food supplies, as well as a storage chest she carried from the nearby ruins. Putting her books in the chest and locking it, she finally decided to rest - this day was quite eventful. Also, it seemed that Xiandra respected Nianxi's need to focus or relax, and only speaks to her when she has something useful to say. Laying down, she drifted to sleep rather quickly, unnaturally so, even.

In her dream, she would herself in some kind of white space, everything was white - there was no floor, no sky, nothing, and yet she could feel [i]something[/i] beneath her feet, allowing her to stand upright. [b]"Well, this is awkward."[/b] a voice exclaimed, just like hers, behind Nianxi. And it was something that looked just like Nianxi, but with black eyes instead of red - without a doubt, that in this strange dream Xiandra and Nianxi are separate entities. [b]"YOU![/b] Nianxi shouted, raising her fist to try and punch her demonic, alter ego. [b]"Your attention, please!"[/b] a familiar voice came out from a distance. As if under a spell, both Nianxi and Xiandra quickly turned towards it - it was the Demon Lord Menos! [b]"Sorry to barge in your dreams like that, but... we need to talk."[/b] he said as he briefly disappeared and reappeared in front of them. [b]"Your conditions is one of a kind, you know. Nothing even close to this has ever happened before. Though your demonic persona is a very, very bad liar."[/b] Xiandra's facial expression briefly turned to a frown. [b]"But I'm not hear to discuss this. I'm here with both an announcement, and an offer you just won't be able to refuse."[/b]

Both Nianxi and Xiandra found themselves unable to talk, or to turn their gaze away from Menos, [b]"In the coming days, you will meet some other, interesting individuals, and circumstances may arise for you to work together, or not, I don't really care about the others anymore.. I am in a need to find several things in your world, and one of them would be a great boon to your cause. Don't worry, if you find them, so will I - I have eyes everywhere. And I assure you, the knowledge you will gain is more than a fair "trade", if you find them first. Do not worry, if I am successful in my endeavors, you will not have to worry about demons anymore. But before that, tons of blood must be spilled, both yours and mine. The pieces are set, the gears swung in motion - and this grand game has just begun. The prize is either salvation, or damnation, and only time will tell which. Oh, and a fair warning - some other Demon Lords found two of your relic weapons, and they are currently in Velron. Good night!"[/b]

And with that, Nianxi once again felt exhaustion overcoming her, finally drifting to dreamless sleep.