@Rai

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Paon watched the nayu couple enter ad sway through. His eyes focusing on them as he recognized the female. He mentally flipped through bounties in his head and then shook it. She looked somewhat familiar...but the mask prevented him from identifying her. But, that did not matter at the moment. He had a bigger target. One that required all of his focus. His mind going back to watching...until his eyes focused in on the dancing. With Nayu dancing was an art of trust...and he had never danced with really anyone. Well, not anyone that mattered. His expression turned solemn as he watched a part of him aching for someone to be able to dance with and give his heart to. His brain had one individual in mind, but that may never happen. He gave a slight fast head shake and snapped himself out of it.

Paon exhaled and his eyes went back to the nayu pair until they disappeared from his view. That was suspicious to him. What exactly were those two planning? Another small fast head shake. It did not matter. Not here not right now. He dismissed all thoughts of them and shifted focus back to his main task. The important task. The fun task. Onyx eyes seemed unmoving without a pupil as he glanced at individuals once more. Perhaps he should get something to at least look like he was partaking more. He grabbed himself a goblet of red liquid and returned to his spot.

Paon gave a small chuckle at the sound of Wasu's voice. "Indeed it is." His brow quirked at the pleased look he was receiving. "I must thank you for that ticket. It was quite useful." A smile graced his face and he gave a light sip of the red liquid. A swallow before he spoke. "I would expect no less. As for fun...I am wondering what you think of as 'fun'" He caught the look of amusement at his attire and wondered what that dragon kin was thinking that caused that look.

The next comment resulted in a sigh from paon. "Did you? It was a rather complicated situation I found myself in" He gave a shrug. "Perhaps the next time him and I meet it will go differently" Another drink, it too was superficial, but his drinks seemed very realistic. He watched as the feast began. His only eyes seeming to blend in with the dim lighting. His tongue flicked at a speed equal to an eye blink. The food smelled good. But, all things considered...he did not find himself trusting it very much.

Paon was however, extremely hungry at this point. The food smelled amazing and he was tempted by it. How could he eat something potentially deadly to him. He chose to ignore his hunger urge and instead focus on the three therosi that seemed suspicious to him. Onyx eyes glancing between them. Could one of them be the leader...he was not so certain. He stayed back with his goblet and continued his surface studies of the individuals.

The Tearian party aboard their floating vessel went on. The music continued to blare before the Queens high seat. Similar to a stadium she sat alone. Save for her two companions who stood next to her. The Lassa man, Ippokam and the Lassa woman, Koralli.

Their outfits were of the Tearian style.Slender yet equipped with padding of what could only be assumed to be fine materials. If only for the lack of the helmet they would appear as sentinels of the Queen who had an air of stealth similar to the Nayu. Except anyone with knowledge on the Lassa knew it would be technology and magic they were masters at.

They continued bickering a bit before the Queen put a stop to it. They both seemed to be vying for the Queens attention. Which only amused her as time went on. ”Well, at least you seem to be enjoying yourself.” Adrian approached his sister, smiling as he bowed slightly before continuing. ”Honestly, I would really prefer to be home right now. Why do we have to be at these meetings when they could just send letters?”

Adrien’s appearance silenced them, though they retained a bit of a relaxed posture. It was not a good view on the Queen to have anyone showing too much intimacy with her in public. Even if they were her own groomed elites. She, Tydra, looked to her blood brother with a innocent smile and eyes to match, clearly still amused by the earlier shouting match over her. ”To come out of the seas and grace the land dwellers can't be helped. They're too unsophisticated to be welcomed at my quarters. If the king Vrondi is welcoming everyone to trash his abode, so be it. But this meeting has a high degree of importance. We did lose soldiers last night.” She spoke with a sigh.

“still...” Adrien sighed along with his sister as he sorted his thoughts. There were some things he just couldn’t say out loud, even to her. “I suppose a better question would be why do you specifically have to be there? You could have sent me or an ambassador in your stead.”

”I would think that the fact even we lost soldiers would convince you to stay where you’re safe.” He spoke this last part quietly, not meeting his sister’s eyes as he did. He had a right to worry for her, didn’t he? He didn’t trust outsiders, even the kings and queens of the other nations. Actually, he especially didn’t trust them.

Their vessel was above the trees and gently moved over the jungle tops of the Vrondi territory. It was the smell of fresh water that attracted flying beasts, both dragon and fowl. There they met a barrier that rejected all matter that attempted to enter the dome like arena. The Magoi mages stood parallel on several ends of the bowl shaped structure. Their influence kept the barrier alive.
“I see you've been trained well.” Said Koralli. She put her hands on her hips and smiled teasingly.

“Don't talk about the Queens brother as if he was a dog! I apologize for her rudeness my lord Adrian.” Ippokam nearly wagged his finger at Koralli.

Adrian laughed lightly at the two elites. ”It’s quite alright Ippokam. I had a good trainer.” He motioned to Tydra as he said that, smiling at Koralli before continuing. “Though I kinda wish she still gave me treats when I do good. I don’t get nearly enough candy nowadays.”

”Yes he had a great trainer. He can handle himself and to that point I can handle myself. Now calm yourselves, each of you. Leave the protecting to my elite guards And the Magoi. Enjoy yourselves in this rare gathering of all races on the Edafos.” Tydra laid back in her high chair and smiled at them, winking to her younger brother. ”There might be someone out there for you to add to the family.” She spoke with a mischievous smile.

Adrian just shook his head at his sister, but smiled to himself as he thought. Not likely…
A pout could be seen from Tydra as her cheeks swelled like a puffer fish before letting out a few words under her breathe but still loud enough to recognize. We’ll See
@Vesuvius00

The gates of the Vrondi kingdom opened up once more to allow the entrance of a guest that arrived by land instead of air. A shadow from a large floating object was cast on a large portion of the Vrondi kingdom before narrowing down. Both were signs of the arrival of the Nero and Tearian rulers. The welcomed appearance of the Nero traveling carriages was well known by the tossing of confetti and other items that rained down on the royals. However the Nero guards who surrounded the structures that were being carried by dragons did not seem pleased by the confetti raining down on their pitch black clothing, decorating them with multiple colors.

It was the Tearian royal vessel that absorbed the applause of their arrival. This fantastical ship, a stadium like floating object, defied the limited capabilities of descended kind. It was as if it were from another realm, as it pulsed with blue auras along its many complex symmetrical linings. It was the sphere of water that sat in the middle of this stadium that held many of the royals who were partaking in their own celebration.

Instead of a row of stairs or dragons taking them down the royals of Tearia who were high aboard the vessel were lifted by giant spheres of water. They stood above these spheres and most did so in a dignified manner. The water beneath their feet upon reaching the ground would form stairs for them to walk down before touching upon the grassy field of Vrondi’s land. Some held hands and aided each other on their walks, this pertained to the elderly royals or those entirely new to land. Most royals were able to have customized footwear to allow them easier land travel.

A sudden display of their differing scales and complexions that all resembled the glistening shells, corals, and pearls of the sea was observed by onlookers. The Tearian royal adornments were from the ocean yet were embedded with jewels to charm ones lust for wealth and beauty. It was a joyous moment for the Tearians, to extend their pleasantries to Vrondi, which seemed in contrast to the Nero royals.

These Nero royals stepped carefully from their carriages upon arriving at the front gates to the King’s castle. There were only a handful of royals to count from the many onlookers who watched from afar at their strange clothing. The Vrondi natives often wore little and chose to due to their adaptation to their vibrant natural surroundings and also to absorb the lights rays. In these rays of light was either pain, or displeasure for the Nero who rushed along with their guards inside the castle doors. Their expediency to enter the castle marked their entrance into the party before any of the Tearian royals. A walk through the street of Vrondi brought many bright faces to see and greet. For Vrondi’s capital holds the most descendants from other lands and many upon seeing the kings and queens of their kin rush out to greet them.


Most of the royals now were inside the castle only thirty minutes after the new arrivals. Many royals did break off and go about the city to see the sights and purchase what they could. It was the Vrondi royal servants who led each party of royals to their respective areas to dine and enjoy themselves within the large dining hall. Music played soon, drums beating, gentle flutes, and the strumming of chords. It was the natural surroundings even within the gold and white reinforced walls and pillars that gave the tension a backseat to the festival like events taking place. A stage was set in the middle of the floor by way of clearing said floor. The guests sat in their respective areas, Fotia sat north east, Nero North west, Gaia South east, Tearia South west. Vrondi the king and his royals sat next to each other on a row of seats a good distance back and behind Fotia and Nero, looking slightly down at the others. The rest of the guests were mixed around the wide area both standing and sitting.

In the middle of the area, as servants silently moved about to deliver food and drink to the decorated array of descended beauty that laid within every corner, a performer approached. She was adorned with plants. These plants were a dark green and were wrapped around her body like vines, with pink and yellow foliage sprouting from the vines. They draped her head and covered her most private locations. But the rest was bare, even her feet as she gently strolled to the center, her vine like hair dragging along the ground like a snake. ”We welcome all to this meeting. My name is Luxia. I will be performing for you this morning in honor of all of our guests.” Her piercing yellow eyes smiled along with her rising dimples that showed beneath her bronze complexion, and bright yellow lip coloring.

She stepped around in a circle and placed down small seed like objects. Then she returned to the center and clasped her hands together. A glaring sun like aura emerged from her center and a wave of said aura could be seen emerging from her very slowly. It faded upon covering a short distance and the seeds then begin to rattle like eggs ready to hatch. Sprouting in rapid succession were the seeds, growing large roots within seconds and releasing explosions of spores as they did so. She was soon covered in a fog like mist of yellow from so many spores. Then, as the roots continued to rapidly grow and merge into each other a vine cage was seen around this fog. Soon the fog cleared and standing within a cage of vines was she. ”Our fates can seem like a cage. What we love, who we hold dear can seem out of our control. And so we despair. But as the King said our souls are capable of anything and we live by the love we can spread now. Like a family of trees we help each other grow and in turn the world becomes whole.”
The vines around her began to separate slowly as they began to reach into the air, then flowers began to bloom around the entire structure. A opening was made for her and she walked from out of the cage and bowed to an applause from most of the royals.

Zargoth was met from behind by a Vrondi servant. This fellow bowed to him before speaking. “I apologize if I am disturbing you but the King Vrondi requests your attention at his seating. This way please.” He spoke quickly and efficiently like a royal servant would be trained to do. He shuffled past the crowd of royals, bowing and paying his respects as he did so before reaching the slight elevated level of flooring the Vrondi royals sat. Upon closer inspection these royals were not all of the royals of Vrondi just the eldest and most high ranking ones, with the King in the middle. Vrondi, the king himself, would look over to Zargoth and welcome his approach.

“I believe we have met before. I welcome you once again, glad you could make it black dragon.”
@Landaus Five-One

In the Vrondi Capital, Zargoth had a smile on his face when he was greeted by Vrondi. He had an uneasiness mostly because of these events are a little bit too grand for him. ”I haven’t been in the loop for sometime, and it’s a honor to be in your presence King of these lands,” Zargoth said with a smile. He sighed since he glanced besides him and noticed his daughter right there, who always is more approachable then he is. ”Yioplya, what are you doing?” Zargoth asked, towards his daughter.

Yioplya looked up at her father and smiled. ”You told me not to leave your side remember?” Yioplya asked, with a reminding look on her face. She had a gentler smile over her own father, and her platinum-esque glow was a bit more prominent than normal. ”W-What’s this all about?” Yioplya asked, inquisitive because she did remember seeing Vrondi’s Capital was under attack by someone. She was nervous when she asked the question though towards the King.

Zargoth sighed again but he put his left arm on his daughter, trying to calm her down. ”Y-Yeah, I remember that in terms of what I told you not to do,” Zargoth said, with a bit of an annoyance in his voice. He noticed her platinum glow coming from her and sighed and instantly knew what she was thinking about before they walked up to the King Vrondi. ”Ugh… why did she have to think about my dad? The Enforcer of the Dragon God… Bahamut the Zealous Dragonlord…,” Zargoth thought to himself, with his thoughts on the surface and could easily be gleaned from since it was not as obvious that a Black Dragon could be the son to Bahamut. He regained his composure in front of the king by having his arms a bit crossed and annoyed at the thought he had. ”I have a feeling there’s a problem and that’s why all these descendants are here,” Zargoth said, bluntly but he meant no disrespect with what he had said.

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In the Rest Easy Inn, in Sunfire, Magnus felt his sight come back to him but was still a bit annoyed at the magic that blinded him. ”I hope nothing else goes wrong today, I just wanted to relax outside of my home and have something to eat…,” Magnus said, annoyed. He had mostly a good day until he felt a chill down his spine and didn’t like that because. ”Not again… I dislike having that chill, it’s like when I fought for my life and came here before I passed out, my family really needs to get a better hobby than torturing their children,” Magnus thought to himself, a bit annoyed and he still has scars to prove he fought tooth and nail to keep alive and run from his family. He sighs in relief when the chill down his spine passes and feels a bit better. He puts his hand on his forehead annoyed at the entire thing that had happened.

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In the Library of Knowledge, Maria still had her head on the table trying to overcome the song of despair to no avail. She looked directly at the spectre with a bit of disdain, since she can finally see it. She couldn’t really move much since it took her almost all her willpower and inner strength to stay awake. “I-I h-hate t-the f-fact… I-I can s-see y-you… I-It w-was b-better w-when I-I couldn’t…,” Maria stuttered weakly, while staring at the Spectre. She felt unbearably weak as if in her mind, her life force was being drained.

The Spectre looked back at the weaken Rainbow Princess and laughed at her weakly stuttering state. ”I decided to show myself now since we’ve reached where he wanted you to take me, to learn all that is needed, but it’ll also help… the one you truly call Brother even though his Platinum Dragon family adopted you,” The Spectre said, with a utmost certainty in this fact. It was eerily specific on who, it is talking about. ”The Curse over the Zealous Dragonlord’s Son will be an afterthought after you do ONE thing,” The Spectre said, with a devilish looking smile on it’s face. It approached her, touched her face gently and slowly lifted her head.

Maria’s eyes were utterly in shock when it specifically was talking about the regret she had all this time, Zargoth’s Curse, which will be cured. She could feel her life return to her when the Spectre touched her face. “W-What do you want… monster?” Maria asked, with a tone of voice that was utterly shocked and a bit terrified in what it wants. She was hyperventilating, blushing and her aura was out of whack totally, it disappeared completely.

The Spectre was a bit startled when her aura disappeared, it knew something was wrong and wanted to fix it quickly. It snapped its fingers right in front of Maria’s face, with its free hand but the other one was still on her cheek. ”Maria, you’re rainbow aura vanished… Are you alright? Think of something that is cute like the Skanes, you so enjoyed in Paradise City of the Pulsar Dragons,” The Spectre said, with a worried tone. It let go of Maria’s face since it happened when it touched her. It sensed the song of despair was weakening and slowly going away. It sighed in relief at that sign.

Maria had a dumbfounded look on her face and was calming down but she had a major headache, a migraine. Her aura slowly came back but it took a few moments before it was bright as it was before it vanished completely. “I-I don’t feel… good…,” Maria said, laying her head back on the table and holding her head with a pounding headache. The song of despair completely vanished but there was residue from the song on the table that Maria had her head on. “I-I… love Skanes… Wish…. I knew…. Where… they existed… now... the cute… adorable rainbow fire breathing bunnies,” Maria said, with tears coming from her eyes remembering that only good thing in her life before her father died in front of her eyes. She started to cry, even though she had a pounding headache still.

The Spectre felt the musical notes still in the room but they aren’t active, as if it’s master decided to stop torturing Maria or for another darker purpose. It wasn’t privy to those details. ”This is pretty dire, that is the first time I saw her Aura Vanish completely… And I know she’s crying because she remember when Dargoth died… Something is a bit fishy here… I wonder what it is, I guess I got stuff to learn instead of blindly following him,” The Spectre thought to itself, while staring at Maria more worried about her condition now. It looked at Maria in a creepy manner but didn’t do anything to stop her from crying. It had its hand on its face and was in lost in thought about the entire ordeal.

Fenix had a day, but what made it all better was the night that followed. The airship flew through the skies towards Vrondi Castle and on the way he had the fortune of meaning two lovely ladies by the names of Rena and Lorain and as luck would have it they took a bit of a liking to him. One perk of being a Fotian was the liberating freedom that the kingdom embraced and that includes the free act of love. With the flirtations going splendidly and the following acts going better yet he was treated to an active night with plenty of loud noises and quiet the mess to deal with in the morning as he opened his groggy eyes. To his right was Rena, the beautiful warrior woman who brought the same vigor she has in battle as in bed it would seem. Mostly due to the fact that he may have some claw marks on his back well into the coming week. Then turning to his left he say Lorain, the dexterous preforming who's flexibility shattered all realm of normal human reaches. The positions they had... no experience will ever be as adventurous.

Though as he looked at the beauties he made the mistake of looking at the time. The ship had landed and the royals were just beginning to make their escape to solid ground. That in turn meant he'd have to leave, though it would be such a shame to leave these blessings to the world of beauty without saying goodbye and so he remained in bed with them, curling around to Rena and running a hand down her naked frame, giving her neck a subtle kiss that had proven enough to stir her from sleep. "You wake my bedroom warrior..." He whispered out to her returning senses.

Though before long he was the victim of a foreign touch as Lorain had stirred as well, running her arms over his sore shoulders. "And you as well my champion..." she said at first, but looking to the clock she let out a sigh, "I wish you could stay... I want more..." She finished, running her soft and tender hands across his body.

"I know and I wish I could spend the rest of the week here, but I have an audience to meet." Fenix started to say, turning to face Lorain and return the exploratory favor. Though before long he had to rise from the bed, "I do hope to see the both of you among those crowds. In fact I'll be offended if you aren't there... Can you promise me that much?" He posed to the pair. Rena nodded and firmly gripped his hind end, again asserting a almost pathological need to assert some level of strength, but he kinda enjoyed that about her. Lorain on the other hand chimed up to say, "You have my word..."

From that point on he had gotten dressed in those damned layers given to him by the Fotian royals. So stuffy and constricting, but it was what he had to deal with when dealing with such crowds. Taking his peace from the beauties in his room he began to walk through the halls of the airship to the offloading stairs that let him set foot into a grand and beautiful castle that much like all the others he ran across on the way to here, was made to embody beauty. As great and true as the Fotian people and world is, it is still a great and wide world with such varied wonders.

Fenix had missed the first part of the meet which appeared to be just winding up some possible tensions as well as greetings and that was ok in his books. He was a racer and all this racial, political, and warring friction was a foreign and somewhat bothersome topic for him. Not that he couldn't follow it, just that he wasn't a fan of such underhanded actions. Why not settle things with simple tests of ability like running. Though as things wound down quiet quickly he looked to see the great gates of Castle Vrondi open up and reveal the interior hall that was to hold the host of guests. The music, the food, the architecture, the diversity, and of course the great diversity of women, were all wonderful things to his various senses. Treating himself to a few delicacies and indulging himself of the foreign culture he made his presence know around the hall, introducing himself to royals, nobles, and all the other attendants while also greeting those who recognized him at a glance. Many of whom were Fotians, but the championship title travels across the world, so many others from different kingdoms saw fit to let him join their royal parties. Funny how far a simple thing like a title goes.

At that stage the party had evolved from a simple gathering to a show as a woman dressed with scant leaves and vines that left nothing to the imagination did wonders with seeds and vines, turning the stage into a work of art in motion, not to mention showing off her own artistic body. Barely able to take his eyes off of Luxia he was only able to break contact when approached by a few individuals who recognized him. Though through it all he couldn't help but think constantly about his internal dislike for these stacked garments. And while it would be rude to spur a gift, he figured it wouldn't be so bad to shed at least the jacket and perhaps the vest... So in that moment he started to undress after taking to a less filled corner, in the hopes of not being mistaken for a male stripper. Leaving himself garbed in only his split vest, showing off his toned chest and arms to all onlookers, carrying his jacket under his left arm. Now this was his kind of place. Finally comfortable and still among all the wonders of a foreign gathering.

Prometheus Vanguard

Rhagar Vanguard

At first glance the camp looked completely abandoned which in most cases would have been a good thing. Yes, it was a great place for a ambush and honestly at the moment Rhagar didn’t really care. Yet something seemed to draw the young man in. As if there was a tug from an invisible string which hadn’t been used in almost 10 years. Something that was shared with two others, who could be buried 6 feet underground for all he knew. So why was this feeling active once again?

” This is just ridiculous. What exactly am I hoping for here? I know I’m just grasping at straws here and in a way that’s alright. Though the likelihood of Prometheus and Minko being dead is fairly high considering how many years had passed. God I shouldn’t have said those things to Minlo. Why did I screamed out I hate you? I mean I know that no one knew about the attack but still… Please let me find them. Please don’t take them be ripped away from me too.” The guy thought to himself as his body inched closer. Left foot first, followed by his right, as his eyes scanned the area around him. So far no one was anywhere to be seen, yet the pulling sensation was coming from this way. The teenager slowly shifted his left foot forward some more only to hit something that was implanted into the ground.

” What the hell did I just hit?”

” If I were you I would stay exactly where you’re at. That is unless you want to lose something very important.” A female’s voice called out. Rhagar’s eyes glanced from right to left and back again. His figure staying exactly where he stood, not daring to move an inch quite yet. After a few seconds of standing still the teenager began wondering if he was hearing things. A small shift back was all that was needed for the attacker. A whooshing sound rushing past his ears, a subtle force at the side, and finally a whizzing at the man’s leg caused him to be forced back towards the tree behind him.

” What the fuck is your problem!? I was about ready to leave! Wait… Are these knives? What the hell are you fucking trying to do!? Kill me!?” Rhagar shouted loudly.

” When someone warns you not to move boy then you don’t fucking move. You don’t turn around and attempt to run. You don’t even inch away with your front half god damn exposed to the whole fucking world. You stay put and pray that your enemies have mercy. Be sure to remember this for the future because the next time we meet your body will be laying on the ground. Growing cold from the constant blood lost.” The woman remarked as she slowly moved into his view. If it wasn’t for the knives holding his figure up the oldest sibling would be on the ground, crying and pleading for the younger one’s forgiveness right then and there. Though considering their rather strange predicament it was best to at least hear her out. After that was out of the way the scolding could commence.

” I knew you missed me but there are other ways for us to meet. Ones that don't involve sharp objects to my limbs Prometheus.” The young man calmly stated only to receive a rather spine chilling glare. He felt his blood run cold and his limbs become weaker with each slow steady step the girl took. When the young woman was just centimeters from the young man a small chuckle released from her throat. One which both siblings knew all too well. If they were back in a time when their parents were alive the reaction wouldn’t have ratted him as much but since they weren’t this seem to make the tension that much more unbearable.

” I don’t think you quite understand what I mean brother. So let me put this a way that will help straighten out this little misunderstanding. If we ever find Minko again and you look her way I won’t hesitate to slit that skinny throat of yours. Better yet I’ll make sure to plunge my knives straight into you chest.” The triplet said tapping in about 5 different place before clearing her throat to continue speaking. ” As for you calling me sister you can kiss that privilege good bye Rhagar. You see my brother died a very long time ago. The person in front of me now is nothing more than my blood bag.’

The descended dragon blinked a few times, as if waiting for the hypnotizing lime green glow in Prometheus’s eyes to disappear, and her voice to lighten in tone. Something which the young man could only hope for at the moment. The silence in the air continued to linger in place for what seemed like an hour man knew this girl was serious. ” I see your insanity are still there. Not surprising considering that you always had a thing for Minko. Since you’ve threatened me first let’s make something clear. First of all I was anger that day. I never once meant what I said and I sure as hell still don’t. Second thing Prometheus you don’t ever threaten me. So I’ll let this one slide but remember on thing little girl. If you ever threaten me again I’ll make sure you won’t ever speak again. I’ll become your worst fucking nightmare.”

” You dare treat me like a idiot Rhagar? YOu think I wanted our parents to die? Do you think I wished Minko would be separated from me?”

A frustrated sigh passed the young man’s lips as he attempted to make himself more comfortable despite the lingering hatred in the air. He knew if Prometheus wanted him dead then that threat would have been fulfilled a long time ago. Rhagar slowly moved his head sideways, noting that the young woman’s knife drove into the tree without a problem though it seemed she missed her actual mark or did she? ” If you wanted me dead than you would have killed me the second I entered your camp. With that being said what are you actually stalling for? A crowd? Do you want this action look like just a simple act of justice or is there something more to it?” He asked as people seemed to stir from their simple homes.

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"I thought I told you before… You’re not alone Suleykaar. I’m not going to let you be alone."
"I’m going to help you get Soron back in whatever way I can, okay?"

After Sophia and Qobo left the garden, and after Alexis made her promise to Suleykaar, the two walked into the temple together and were led to a large room where various monks were preparing for whatever spell Qobo was going to use in order to bring Soron back. Alexis watched the activities of the monks from where she stood quietly at Suleykaar's side. There was an altar where she assumed the ritual was going to take place, and many of the monks were going around, gathering scrolls and other such items. It bothered her how they all seemed to know exactly what they needed to do. How many times had they attempted to revive the dead?

She kept her thoughts about that to herself, though if anyone was paying any attention to her, they would see her discomfort in her expression. It was probably just due to her own fears regarding the dead but, she felt that this was only going to end up making the situation Suleykaar was in worse. What if they weren't able to bring Soron back? She hadn't seen Suleykaar's reaction first-hand, but the aftermath of it on the battlefield had been terrifying enough. She couldn't imagine what would happen if he was disappointed here, if Soron ended up lost to him forever. She looked over to the Dragon, and for a long minute she debated with herself over trying to convince him to change his mind. At least then he could pay proper respects to Soron, and let his spirit rest in peace.

She looked down at her feet as she made up her mind. She couldn't tell him this. It would break his heart- and her promise to him. She could only hope then that the monk's ritual worked, and that Soron really would be okay.

She noticed Qobo and Sophia in the room, speaking with one of the other monks that was dressed similarly to Qobo. After the other monk left, Alexis decided that she should probably try to talk to Qobo now, before the ritual started. "Suleykaar... I'll be right back, okay?" She spoke to him clearly, beginning to walk away once she'd said it. She didn't know if he'd really notice if she left or not, but she wasn't willing to look into his mind and find out. If his thoughts were consuming him, she didn't want to fall into them as well.

She walked up to Qobo and Sophia, bowing her head slightly before she spoke so she hopefully seemed respectful instead of as extremely worried as she really was. "Master Qobo, I.. I was wondering if this will really work. Suleykaar is a friend to me, and I'd hate to see his reaction if Soron was lost... I can't bring myself to talk him out of this, or to try and stop you from fulfilling his request, but I can't get myself to think about anything else either.. so..." She looked down for a moment, wondering where she was going with this.

If it didn't turn out well... but she had made a promise to Suleykaar to help. She supposed, the only way to do that was to ensure the ritual worked then. Her eyes met Qobo's, a small spark of determination shining through as she spoke next. "Is there anything I could do to help you bring Soron back?"

In the Library of Knowledge, Maria was crying still from remembering all the horrible stuff she had to deal with, while she was growing up. She had her hands on her head for her intense headache. “W-Why does everyone want to remind me of everything. That happened to me…,” Maria sobbed, with a major headache. She couldn’t really keep herself from crying because her past is too painful for her. Her aura was fluctuating with a strange colorization to it that was different from her normal aura colors.

The Spectre sighed and shrugged a bit and went back over to the bookshelf it was reading the titles of and saw another book of interest but didn’t pick it up. ”Maria, why are you being useless, you should be helping me look for the truth of your existence,” The Spectre said with a bit of an annoyed tone with Maria’s sobbing. It didn’t enjoy Rainbow Princess crying as much as it did back when it first started haunting her. It held its head for a split second as if it is in pain and was suffering from an affliction that spirits don’t feel it was fear but not from the place it was in but its master. ”M-Master… I am sorry please don’t do anything to stop me from gaining knowledge,” The Spectre thought to itself, with its eyes closed. The fear has passed in about three minutes as its pleads were answered.

Maria looked at the Spectre and started to cry with being insulted by the Spectre’s words. “Y-You are mean…W-What are you going to do if I don’t help?” Maria asked, with tears going down her face. She was devastated with being reminded of the past and wanted to stop this completely. She wanted to know the truth more than anything but the past is too hard for her. “I-I want the truth… but I don’t want to be forced to find it,” Maria said, with a depressed look. Her aura fluctuates more and it had grown brighter for some odd reason instead of dimmer, as if an outside force was making it possible or it could be her determination causing it to happen.

The Spectre listened as it was reading the book’s titles on the shelf and sighed at Maria’s constant moaning. ”Maria, you should know what will happen… remember when we were at that tavern along time ago? When I went through the ceiling and you felt like you were being crushed or ripped apart. I enjoyed your suffering and I gave you the peace of mind I wouldn’t do that again but my patience with how you are is getting very thin. I am attached to your soul and nothing of your petty whining will stop me from the knowledge he seeks,” The Spectre said, with a pretty enraging tone in it’s voice. It was the first time it explained something that feels like it has never reached the whelp before and hopes this time it does so she can help it’s master out.

It touched the book of interest and picked it up, it is interested in. ”I love this fountain of knowledge in this library it is exciting and the more knowledge he seeks the more powerful he gets… I hope you can feel the fear in the air. Rainbow Princess because it has been yours for all this time, the Fear of knowing, the Fear of Wanting, the Fear of Disappointment empowers me to do what must be done,” The Spectre said, feeling happy that it is gaining more knowledge for its master. The book’s knowledge was drained from itself but the words and stuff are still within the book and it places the book back in its place. The book’s knowledge was now swirling around the Spectre in a different color from the first book, instead of violet it was green. It turned around and saw the brightness that is the aura surrounding Maria and it was blinded. ”What the hell? My eyes are burning with the brightness of your aura…,” The Spectre said, confused and pissed off at what is going on and was holding its hand over its blinded eyes. It made an super low pitched guttural annoyed sigh at the entire situation what is going on.

Maria heard the Spectre’s talking about bringing up what it did to her all those years ago and was utterly terrified that it would do it again. She was utterly shaken to the core of her being to being told she’s bound to the Spectre via her own soul all this time. “N-No… I-It c-can’t b-be t-true. W-Why a-are y-you t-telling m-me t-this n-now?” Maria asked, stuttering and completely hurt by this little bit of truth to already her entire confusing existence. She couldn’t stop crying from the realization she’s been attached to an evil haunting spirit via her soul.

Her aura was growing brighter and started to pulse with an energy that was a counter to the evilness of the Spectre and the Spellbook. A strange sound was heard from the aura itself, it was Maria’s own heartbeat and how fast it was going. She didn’t notice or hear the heartbeat, she always is unaware of things that comes from her aura since it is apart of her. ”I-I d-don’t w-want t-to f-feel a-anymore s-sadness… I-I w-want t-to b-be f-free o-of i-it. I-I n-need m-my f-freedom f-from t-this e-evil,” Maria thought to herself, utterly crying and having a collapse of her strength she had for all this time until now. She had her head resting on the table she was on and couldn’t stop herself from crying. The aura’s energies was largely glowing in multiple different color spectrums brightly and the kindness and the gentleness from this moment in her life was intense as staring directly at the sun.

The Spectre could feel the intensity of the rainbow aura and hear the heartbeat from it. It was utterly confused in why now of all things this is happening, until it had realized it is its own fault for this miracle. ”You are… Kidding… Me… You are… Trying… Too... Fight… The… One… Who… Created… You… For… this… Purpose? You’re… own… Father… And… You… Will… Not… Ever… Defeat… My… Master… In… A millennium,” The Spectre said, fluctuating from the Rainbow Aura affecting its ability to stay corporal. It alters its magical energies to drain the life force from Maria instead, from her point of origin, her soul to keep Corporal, however, it doesn’t regain its sight. It grins ear to ear even though it cannot see it can still sense where Maria’s soul essence is. ”Whoever owns this Library… Is pathetic… She cannot… stop… Me… From… My Knowledge… Or nor… You… Maria… ALL will be for my MASTER… ALL KNOWLEDGE WILL BE FOR THE MASTER… The one, you call Dargoth… is a Fool, My master should have kept a CLOSER EYE ON Him… All this for the truth of one’s existence is such a delight,” The Spectre said, going utterly insane for its master and literally empowered with strong sense of evil power coming from it. It starts lifting its hand and points it directly at Maria. ”You have forced me… of doing… the unthinkable… using one of the two spells I have still got within this form… Would you like to pick your poison, you bitch?” The Spectre asked, laughing loudly at Maria. It’s insanity has finally shown for the first time in its history as Maria’s Soulbonded Entity since it told her the truth about that.

Maria heard what it had said and had many emotions flowing through her and the primary ones, where fear, sadness, and confusion. She didn’t know how to respond to the Spectre’s babbling mental insanity. She lifted her head up and looked directly at the Spectre with a expression of utter dissatisfaction that it mentioned her father in a cruel way. She couldn’t understand why she felt the emotion of regretfulness of never telling her father anything. “I-I… l-loved… m-my… p-parents… I-I d-didn’t.. w-want… t-them… t-to… d-die,” Maria stuttered, sobbing extremely much, telling the Spectre what she felt about her parents even if they were ungodly cruel to her. She told the Spectre what she always wanted to tell her parents, a truth that was unknown to her father and mother at the time.

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Elise was walking towards Vrondi’s Capital until she could hear bickering in a camp and decided to check it out instead of going on her way. ”I-I w-wonder w-what’s g-going o-on i-in t-the c-camp?” Elise thought to herself, wondering curiously about the noise in the camp. She was highly nervous as usual and walked into the camp and noticed two people in the camp. She wondered who those two is and sighed since they sounded like they were siblings arguing. ”A-Are y-you t-two a-alright o-or y-you n-need a-assistance f-from m-me?” Elise stutteringly asked towards the two in question.

Elise walked up closer to see the two more clearly and one of them is female and the other is male. She smiled happily in seeing this distinction other than what is going on. She blinked at the back and forth hatred of the two siblings, she never had this when she was growing up at home. ”W-Why a-are t-two f-fighting?” Elise stutteringly asked, again towards them both. She could never really understand why anyone would be angry at their siblings, she is more embarrassed around her older sisters than angry at them. ”I-I h-hope I-I w-will n-not f-fail m-my f-father, Z-Zechs…,” Elise thought to herself, with a look of the world is on her shoulders instead of the carefree nature of a young person.

Elise has her hand on her cheek a bit amazed at the two continued to be angry at each other. She stared at the two with her eyes with a kind smile on her face. ”O-Oh c-come o-on, i-it’s b-better t-to g-get a-along… t-then n-not… I-I s-should in-introduce... m-myself… I-It’s E-Elise… N-Nina… C-Crimson… a-a… n-noble o-of N-Nero,” Elise stuttered, blushing that she introduced herself to complete strangers. She’s always nervous around new people but couldn’t stand people being angry at each other. She started to breath in heavily and feel a bit worried of being near these two but she wanted to hear their names and things. Her left wing twitched a bit in response of being nervous and highly worried.

The door to Mirrors room swung open and a icy mist evaporated in the air as it crawled along the floor a few feet from the entrance of the room. Mirror approached with a mist escaping his body as he walked, his ice form seeming a bit unstable. As one would suspect of a Seraphim his wings were angled on his back to not be a burden. He made it to the door where Velai, Lila, and the dragon stood. Lila seemed to be talking with Velai which he found to be a bit odd. His arms crossed as he watched for them before interrupting them.

”Lila. Come with me.” He looked at Virias and rolled his eyes. “You too.”

Lila was lost in her own thoughts as she caressed Virias. Her thirst for blood was already satiated, thanks to Velai’s blood, but her memories still flooded her mind. Paon… Ziton… A fight and a stolen key, which was very important for Velai… Although she had never heard those names before, Velai’s memories were strong and vivid. Lila herself didn’t know exactly why, but she wanted to keep that in secret. Lila found it very… difficult to understand what was in Velai’s memories after drinking her blood. So many emotions... Velai’s blood had a distinct taste when she drank it. But before she could think more about Ziton and Paon, Lila heard Mirror getting out from his room. She could feel the cold mist coming from his direction, it was quite obvious that he was still a bit irritated with what happened.

“Y-yes, Mirror.” Lila replied after hearing his voice. She was a bit surprised that he wanted Virias to come with them, but orders were orders.

“Come, Virias. Mirror is calling us.” Lila whispered to the dragon, getting up after a discreet bow to Velai.

Virias gave a happy chirp towards Lila as she called him to join her and as she walked off so too did he as he followed her. On his way out he turn his neck around to look at Velai and for a brief moment he looked at her before letting out another happy chirp in goodbye.

Velai nodded to Lila and the others as they walked to Mirrors room. It was cold inside and the lights were off so it was dark save for the sunlight coming in. It was the only warmth also. The air one breathed in was frosty. Like even as a sterile mist permeated the room. Mirror had the center of the room cleared. Tables, shelves, and other random room furnishings were piled haphazardly around the room. Mirror placed a hand on the floor and a circle appeared made in the shape of a snowflake. Mirror looked over to Lila and Virias. ”Into the circle, come.”

Virias continued after Lila and Mirror and kept his attention on his new friend. He still didn’t really like the other guy all that much, but that wasn’t a bad thing. He just didn’t know him so well, and of course there is that whole, ‘picking him up’ thing… but all in all he was ok with him, kinda.

Lila was already used to that kind of spell, as Mirror often used it to send her to many places, but for Virias, it would be the first time. She didn’t know how the young dragon would react to that, so she tried her best to calm him down, by maintaining physical contact. She knew that Virias might not trust Mirror the same way she did. Nodding quietly, Lila entered the circle and stood still, waiting for Mirror to activate the enchantment.

Virias entered the circle with Lila and while it was all really, really weird to him he was ok with it if Lila was. So as she kept him close and gave his head a few pats every so often he wasn’t focused so much on the magic in the room.

Once they were all three in the circle standing Mirror activated the enchantment. It flashed with a blurr of cold wind and light before calming around them. Their eyes would quickly dissolve away the blurring layer of cold around their bodies as they would breathe in new, warmer, damper, air. They stood within a room of what seemed like a sizable basement floor. There stood several people, most in servant rags but a few were seraphim with armor and weapons on their person or nearby.

As Virias felt the effects of the spell and found himself in another place he shook his head like a wet dog to try and gather his senses again. Though there wasn’t much of a draw on him, he wasn’t sure if things were going to get worse so he started to shake his grogginess off while he could. But as he started to focus back in he looked around to find both Mirror and Lila. The later of which he noticed was right next to him and in turn he nuzzled her midriff to remind her that he was still here.

“Welcome Mirror. Finally made it, and you brought Lila with her... pet?” A woman asked as she stood, with no armor but her blade was sheathed in her hand and was dazzled with jewels and other designs of high class. She was a seraphim.

Lila didn’t know why they were there or why Mirror had requested, or allowed, Virias’ presence there as well, but she would not question. The room she was in was quite big. There were quite a few people there with them. Some were seraphim, wearing armor, but the majority didn’t wear any armor or other type of protective gear..
Before she could think about anything else, a female seraphim came to greet them, interrupting Lila’s thoughts. She appeared to already know both Mirror and Lila herself. Although she wasn’t wearing any armor, Lila could hear the distinct sound of metal coming from her sheathed weapon.

Without saying a word, Lila greeted the seraphim woman with a discreet bow, and immediately after she turned her face to Mirror in a quick glance, with a very familiar expression on her face.
”Your orders, Mirror. Lila thought to herself, shortly before going back to her usual stance, looking to the ground, but still ready to do anything that Mirror asked her.

While the events of the courtroom unfolded before Virias’ eyes he realized just how out of his element he was and before long he was just focused back in on Lila waiting to see how she’d react to this audience and he’d merely follow suit. Learning about how these fancy places worked along the way.

There were a few Seraphim sitting and standing around the room. The more they looked the more clear it became they were sitting in a storage room. Barrels and cobwebs scattered the edges of the room. Mirror looked displeased by the room. He looked at thearmored seraphim woman.
“Couldn't have chosen a more inconspicuous place myself. Don't worry about Lila's pet. It will prove useful later, trust me I saw what it could do.” Mirror spoke to her with a confident smile across his lips.

“Oooh.. and here I thought you were being nice to her. Letting her have something to care for… for once.” The woman spoke with a sarcastic tone in her voice. Mirror rolled his eyes. “Stop it Joan. Are the preparations ready?” Mirror said. She nodded. “Yes. We are waiting on your go.” Mirror raised his hands up in a stretch. “Good. Wake me up when you locate where the vile is.. Lila go have fun.“ Mirror strolled over to a corner and with a wave of his hand a pile of snow rained down from a portal. He laid on top of this pile and visibly relaxed.

Joan sighed. “Well I suppose our operative can sneak Lila up there. As for her pet I'm not sure.” As she spoke a Nayu servant strolled over in his sleek elegant attire of black. “Young woman. You may come with me.” His eyes were covered with a black cloth. He was clearly blind.

”That’s right… For Mirror and the others, Virias is nothing more than just another tool… Just as me…” Lila thought to herself as she heard the woman.
The reason why she was there was still a mystery to her. Obviously it was some type of mission Mirror wanted her to do, but no information or order was given to her until now.
The only words Mirror had said to her only left her even more confused. What did he mean by ‘go have fun’?

She was indeed worried about what would happen with Virias, especially after what Joan said. But still, she was just a tool, she followed orders, not questioned or objected to them.
A blind Nayu servant called her shortly after.

Before going with him, Lila looked to Virias. She hoped he would be ok. He should know by now that he had to obey Mirror’s orders. Her expression remained immutable as she walked away, but deep within her eyes, a single message could easily be perceived by Virias.

”Please, be safe…” Lila whispered to Virias, before turning her head and following the Nayu servant.

Virias looked up to Lila as she reacted to the situation clearly getting just a tad miffed by it all and that in turn riled him up a tad. He became partially unsettled and started to pace and wiggle a bit as he watched her interact. Though when she started to walk off he paced after her, casually keeping pace until he was told to be safe and the implication was made known. He was to stay behind and let her go do her thing. It sucked majorly, but he couldn’t have stuck to her side like glue for the entire ride. So instead in response to her words he called out, ”Mrarawawara!” A long and droned tone that signalled him missing her.

However, as she was taken away to do her business he started to think more and more and the longer he did the more he thought this was stupid. He could help! So after a few moments without Lila in sight he stood up from his sitting position and started to trot after her with a bit of giddy-up in his step.

@13org
@Deos Morran

The enigmatic form of the dragon lord approaching the divine aura of the king Vrondi wrought a vision of the ancient times of early descended and ancient dragons that once ruled by fear. This was despite the ongoing show of talent by the fair Sol enchantress who filled the room with an aroma that was sweet and relaxing. She had already made several large bloomed flowers of various colors. Each bloomed along a large vine which escalated higher and higher, the pyramid ceiling able to accommodate this. She stood atop the highest one and sweet smells poured down like a waterfall visible in the form of a bright fuchsia mist.

The Fotians were pleased by the sight of the fair woman. But those who noticed the sight of Vrondi and Zargoth also took notice of his daughter who trailed behind him. They motioned to each other soon garnering the attention of the King. This sparked a debate which ended with his words. “Their forms may have beauty but it is all an illusion and a mockery of our very own god given bodies.” Many Fotian royals nodded in agreement.

Many of the other royalties discussed and watched on as the show went on. It was a pleasant sight to imitate water with the fragranced mist for most. But the sight of the auras of Zargoth, his daughter, and Vrondi’s was soon gathering their glances. Tydra sat in a decorated seat with space between her and the royals who gathered with elite soldiers by her side. In this case Tydra had Ippo and Koralli along with any close kin sitting next or near her. Since she did not have much kin here she was accompanied by two royals who were elder Tearians who served under the former Queen. Their ties were still strong with the elders of a few other kingdoms from older eras and were respected. In this case it was two elder Tearian men. They sat next to Tydra on her left and right.

“What’s with those two?” Whispered the voice of Koralli to Tydra. Ippo, like a hound, snapped at Koralli and gave her a infuriated glare. He made sure to be below the sound of the gentle music. Tydra smiled looking to her brother Adrien. “I’m not entirely sure. But judging by their auras they are likely dragons. But to approach Vrondi… hmm.. What do you think Adrien?” She asked. One of the elder Tearians coughed and gurgled as if he was awaking from a slumber. “D-dragons attacking?” He said blinking his weary eyes and looked around a bit. Koralli and Tydra only held back a giggle while Ippo rolled his eyes.
@Vesuvius00

The royals of Gaia were not too intrigued by the show but the scent did put a smile on their faces. The air was far less harsh and they were inhaling large portions of air, so much so the mist when spreading out gave way a large portion to the Gaia section. Their large wings and bulky sizes made their corner the largest. They even had a young wyvern within their group and other smaller dragons that wiggled and chirped as they were fed and fell victim to the soothing aromas and falling asleep.

The Queen, Allo sat garbed in silks that hid her diamond like scales. With her attention to the two dragons who approached Vrondi the other royals followed suite. “Dragons do make beautiful forms when they want to be like us. Perhaps we should greet those two. Imagine the brood they could bare.” Allo spoke softly and gasped at the ending of the sentence. She was full of glee for the moment and continued on her what ifs with the other royals.

“Indeed.. You’ve seen it first hand.. But many who rule these lands do not see the danger. Some were entirely spared.” His bright eyes were darkened where his pupils lay, as his entire form imitated flesh, yet it pulsates with a miniscule aura of light. His eyes glanced to the Nero corner. He then turned back to Zargoth and then to his daughter with a smile. “Ah it is nice to see you have been growing something so adorable with your time away. It is good to have a family.” Vrondi said this while waving to Yioplya. “Are you having fun?” He asked her looking past Zargoth to her his smile growing.

Vrondi then turned back to Zargoth. “What happens to descended may not matter to you and your kin. I understand the past was not kind to us and made us choose sides to survive. But if you find yourself on our side, you coming here I hope says you are, then aid us.” As he spoke he placed both hands together intertwining fingers and stared into Zargoth’s eyes with a look of friendly determination.
@Landaus Five-One


“It’s so great to see you again!” Ziton spoke with the ring of delight in his voice and kissed what glossy polished metal object he held in both hands with loud wet sounds as lips touched its surface. The boy next to him simply stared in confusion and awe. The dragon kin who stood close by with a pipe burning in his mouth watched with a agitated wrinkle in his scaled brows and his eyes nearly shut. A low growl could be heard as well rising in tone even as Ziton’s kissing sounds continued. “CUT THAT OUT!” The dragon kin screamed and Ziton stopped with a grin on his face. “I just cant help but miss my baby. Anyways… Later!” Ziton jumped onto a dragon steed which ran and walked on all fours and appeared fairly obedient. He grabbed Baqar as he did so.

“Where are we headed to now?” Asked Baqar. Ziton’s eyes turned back and their familiar yellow glow met the rays of light giving them some semblance of normalcy. “Underground! That’s where they’re hiding something! I can SEE it!” Ziton continued on down the path of the Vrondi marketplace and began going toward the castle. He turned once he saw guards however and made his way around the elevated structure of the castle. Once there his steed stopped and he overlooked a side entrance of the castle heavily guarded by Vrondi elites. Ziton dismounted and brought Baqar down with him. He knelt down and steered the steed behind a tree. “Only one way in..” He raised his mysterious weapon and grinned.

“You’re not going to kiss it again are you?” Baqar asked as he looked up to at him.


@Deos Morran
@13org

In the Vrondi Capital, Banquet Hall, Zargoth couldn’t help but smile at all the Descendants talking about him and his daughter. He still didn’t really enjoy these parties but the voice on the songstress did soothe his hurting soul. He had many things on his mind but these distractions made some sense. He moved his left hand to his forehead at some things that the descendants did say about him and his daughter. ”What would my father do? He wasn’t really that forefront with all his thoughts. He seemed more distant during the end of the Dragon War than he has ever been,” Zargoth thought to himself, within his processes of what this meeting means. He sighed and came from his thoughts and looked directly at the King of Vrondi. ”There’s not many people would like council from a dragon especially the one who has the Enforcer’s Blood in his veins,” Zargoth said, with an annoyance of saying ‘Enforcer.’

Yioplya was in a bit of shock when her father outright said the Enforcer’s Blood. She looked at Vrondi with a kind and gentle smile. ”I’m having fun… I can say that much. That songstress has a beautiful voice,” Yioplya said, kindly towards the King. She couldn’t really understand her father’s annoyance at her grandfather Bahamut. ”Dad, why are you annoyed at Bahamut, the Enforcer? My grandfather,” Yioplya said, with a bit of a naive smile on her face.

Zargoth heard more of what the King of Vrondi said and glanced towards his daughter with a slight scowl on his face. He put his hand on his face again and tried to calm down because causing a scene wouldn’t be a good idea. ”You should know very well, why daughter. He could have been more but only stayed as the Right-hand of the Dragon God. The Enforcer… I have no idea what he was enforcing since he never told me anything,” Zargoth said, in a bit of a state of annoyance at the fact of his father’s never wanting to take a leadership role. He returned to look at Vrondi with a bit of a different look on his face. ”Whoever you are having trouble with, should be eliminated because I enjoy peace more than War. As my actions shown in the Dragon War itself, they were only to protect the Rainbow Princess, Maria Z. Tetra-Lira. If I ever failed that task, I will feel as if I failed her and my father, the Great Bahamut, The Grand Enforcer Platinum Dragon,” Zargoth said, with a bit of confidence since he enjoys speeches a bit more than others.

Yioplya was in shock again by her father’s words the first thing he said and the second thing he said directly to Vrondi. She has never seen him this irritated at seeing the surface world in chaos but he has never really showed feelings to that effect. ”Father, why did you say Maria? It’s not like her search for the truth will lead her anywhere dangerous,” Yioplya said, with her guarded because the last Pulsar Dragon is the rarest dragon species. She was hopeful her father wouldn’t go off on her for saying that outloud.

Zargoth narrowed his eyes and turned to look down at his daughter, and was slightly annoyed at what she had said. His mind hit a snag and put his hand on his forehead. ”I hope Sophia, Remembers what we talked about all those years ago. Mostly about the Rainbow Princess…,” Zargoth thought to himself, and his thoughts were protected by barriers. He sighed in relief hoping that will be corrected. ”I bring her up because she’s the reason why I sided with the Descendants in their war against the Dragon God. She would be slightly peeved off if I didn’t help them again. The Kind Dragonlord would be no longer kind if I didn’t keep my end of the bargain up. Therefore, King Vrondi you have my aid,” Zargoth said, while looking at his daughter with a kinder look than he did look at her with. He calmed down a bit and couldn’t help to notice everyone looking directly at him and his daughter.

Yioplya heard her father’s words and they were awe inspiring but his look before what he had reinforced what he meant to the king was true. ”How many times does he always have to have a speech like that? My father has his moments even though he dislikes these events more than anything. It’s how he is mostly,” Yioplya thought to herself, with a smile on her face. She was a bit nervous though because she could feel the eyes on her from all the other descendants and her father’s reinforcement of his actions are quite conflicting. ”Somethings never change with you, Father,” Yioplya said, with a gentle smile on her face. She enjoys teasing her father because she knows he’s too gentle with her most of the time and never truly punishes her.

@Rai

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In the Library of Knowledge, Maria’s aura was going out of control and it was getting even brighter than it had gotten. She couldn’t calm herself down at all since the Spectre was being a creep and utterly out there. Her inner shell of her aura was a inner reflection of what she truly feels about the voice she now can see, an hatred she has never had before. “I-I… H-Hate you… Haunting… Spectre,” Maria said, with a slight truthfulness to that but her kind heart won’t say the crueler things she wants to say. Her eyes were teary eyed because she had never once said these words to another person before now. Her aura was strong and bright and was reaching towards the Spectre as if it was an extension to her.

The Spectre heard the words it has always wanted to hear from this kind hearted dragon for as long as it has been attached to her. ”Finally… Finally… You say the one thing I wanted to hear you from you, all this time. And it only took me to make you cry and feel pain for the one you miss dearly. All for my master’s givings. My master will enjoy you better if you are utterly pacified now,” The Spectre said, with a crooked grin even though it can’t see her. It launched a powerful beam of energy towards Maria, but the beam couldn’t get through the unbelievable strength of the Aura, that seems to be protecting her. ”What the…? This is impossible… How are you stronger than my power… It can’t be possible,” The Spectre said, a bit in shock of what’s going on. The beam of dark energy fizzles out but it leaves a dark a corrupting surge of power in the vicinity of where it was launched from the Spectre. It had a shock and something new appear on it’s face, fear.

Maria looked directly at the Spectre and wondered what it fired at her because she wasn’t really expecting it to fire a beam of evil dark energy at her. “C-Creep, what was you tried to use on me?” Maria asked, confused. She never thought her aura would be powerful enough to stop the Spectre’s magic. Her aura continued to beat like a heart and it showed her feelings more clearly than they have ever been. The aura shows she’s conflicted, confused, and scared of learning the truth about herself. Her fear is more real than the fear that is on the Spectre’s face. She stayed where she was and didn’t move closer or further away from the Spectre and looked at it directly with intensity in her eyes.

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Prometheus Vanguard

Rhagar Vanguard

collab between @Landaus Five-One and Demonic Angel

” Trust me Rhagar. If I wanted you dead I would have drained your blood years ago. With that said don’t ever come near me or my twin again. Or else the knives won’t be a warning.” The girl said with a spine chilling smirk. Inside one could tell that her eyes were dead. Eyes giving a dead auror inside making her threat that much more menacing. Rhagar continued looking at his sibling, as if trying to read an invisible wish, before inhaling. Taking the time to carefully phrase his next words.

” You might want to place those knives away. We have a guest.” The young man remarked as his figure readjusted. “color=#66CC66] We’re fine Miss Elise. I’m not sure what you heard but my sister and I are very lost. We’re in search of our relatives.”[/color]

Elise looks at the two with a curious look and smiles at the brother’s response of the two siblings. ”T-That’s n-not g-good, b-being l-lost i-isn’t g-good…,” Elise said, a bit nervously. She looks around the camp and smiled gently towards the two. ”I-I w-was g-going t-to V-Vrondi t-to g-get i-information o-on m-my o-older b-brother, w-who l-lives i-in t-this k-kingdom,” Elise said, happily but stuttering a bit because of nervousness. She cutely sighs in relief because she’s grateful to meet someone who’s on their way to Vrondi too.

” Please allow me to introduce ourselves. My name is Rhagar Akkan Vanguard. The woman whom has me pinned to the wall is my young sister Prometheus Irida Vanguard. We’re unfortunately unable to introduce our youngest due to some rather adherence events.” He said with a rather charming smile. The young woman just scoffed as she placed the weapon back into her holder, eyes still displaying that dead coldness which added to her rather unpleasant mannerism.

” Run along kid before you’re hurt. Unless you’re wanting to become someone’s meal. Then in that case I can help the very beautiful princess out.”

Elise smiles at Rhagar with a smile fitting for a Nero noble. ”I-It’s n-nice t-to m-meet y-you t-two. Y-You b-both h-have w-wonderfully b-beautiful n-names,” Elise responded to Rhagar. She looks at Prometheus with a curious look on her face, she cutely giggles at what she had said. ”R-Run? I-I w-wouldn’t w-want t-to f-fail m-my f-father, Z-Zechs… Y-You t-two h-have b-beautiful e-eyes,” Elise said, kindly but with feeling of the world on her shoulders for the mission she has to do. Her blade starts glowing a greenish silver glow but it pulses for about another three minutes before stopping.

” I think you misunderstand what I mean. If you don’t run right this minute I’ll gladly drain your blood.”

{color=#66CC66]” Prometheus we’re in a land were drinking blood is frowned upon. If the guards see us than you and Minko will be killed. You should just wait for a few,”[/color] Before he could finish Elise was pinned to a tree, away from prying eyes’ The girl’s lick being licked at in order to show where the best veins were. A tradition with the younger sibling when it came to dinner time. SOmething which their mother always seemed to encouraged without a second thought. A another lick and in went the fangs. The sweet crimson liquid filling her mouth, making it water even more, despite the fact that is was so thick. ” That also work. Don’t drain her Prometheus.”

Elise had a strange reaction from when Prometheus was licking her neck and then putting her fangs into her neck. She let out a small giggle when Prometheus was drinking her blood, it was a slightly different reaction what other people have. ”I-I… n-never f-felt t-that b-before…,” Elise said, with a slight smile on her face. She hadn’t ever drank blood from another person or had them drink from her, it was a pleasurable feeling. ”O-Oh t-this i-is a-a w-wonderful f-feeling,” Elise thought to herself, with a pleasurable look on her face.

” Please don’t encourage her Miss Elise. If you do then she’ll claim you as hers. This would make your mission rather difficult to complete. Not adding ours as well.”

[color=violetblue]” Shut up old man! I’m enjoying a meal! You know what I think I will claim her. Elise for now on you only belong to me and my twin. Do you understand what your Master wants?”[/color] Rhagar shook his head in disappointment. Not only were they missing a member of their family they had captured a royal. If this would be spread out throughout the kingdoms then their lives would be a living hell. And that wasn’t something that would help in the long run. So how could the young man make this single event seem like a tragic end?

” I’m sure the princess has much better things the need attending to other than babysitting a 16 year old brat.” This remark made the descended to bite down harder.

Elise heard the two bickering but was in a heavenly scene in terms of her pleasure was pretty much increasing. ”Y-Yes, m-master… I-I a-am e-enjoying t-this a-a b-bit t-too m-much,” Elise said, cutely and in a agreeing tone to Prometheus. She let out a small moan when Prometheus bite down harder on her neck. She hadn’t really forgotten her mission but this was a sight better than trying to figure out the best course of action to find her brother. She was blushing at the fact she was slightly embarrassed. ”I-I’m h-happy t-to b-be n-near y-you a-and y-your T-Twin S-Sister P-Prometheus,” Elise said, with her face blushing and embarrassed. She could only hope the Capital of Vrondi had answers she seeks. Her weapon on her hilt started to glow again, with a slightly different shade of green.

Rhagar opened his mouth to speak as his eyes turned towards the restless people. This wasn’t the first time Prometheus was causing so much trouble for them and it wouldn’t be the last. All he could do was play the charming jack of trades, hope for the best results, and then force the girls towards the city. Slowly he walked towards the strangers. A flirting her, one there, and a few more to as many as would accept them.

While he did this Prometheus sigh in satisfaction. Her stomach was full and the sweet aroma of the newly added princess filled her nose. ” So tell me princess. Have you ever been loved before? I’m only asking because for now on you’re mine and my sisters. You will only love us and your family.”

Elise was staring at Prometheus while she said that and blinked for a bit. Her blade was still glowing a shade of green. ”I-I h-haven’t b-been l-loved l-like t-this b-before… M-My f-family l-loves me v-very m-much… I-I’ve b-been g-given e-everything. T-This i-is t-the f-first t-time I-I’ve f-fallen i-in l-love w-with s-someone,” Elise responded to Prometheus question. Her heart was beating a fast and she was in love with the one who showed her something different to what she was used to. Her disposition changed slightly and was walking a bit less nervously but still had that air of caution to her. ”I-I l-love y-you, M-Master a-and y-your s-sister. I-I c-can’t w-wait t-to m-meet h-her,” Elise said, with a happy smile and a cute giggle after she said that. Her blade was glowing a bit brighter but still a shade of green, and it had a slight pulsing hum but it wasn’t loud enough to hurt the hearing of Elise.

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It would be hard to find The Gathering less you know who to talk to. Crystal white eyes pierced the darkness of the tunnels in which he traversed to get into Nero's capital. Like ghostly lights in an abyss, stretching out towards the city below. A smooth smile crept along his face as the dragon continued his walk, boots hitting the stone passage with an audible echo accompanied by a cheerful whistle. In his possessions once again rested his masterpiece in an embellished case. Approaching the city wasn't a difficult task although strange looks did make their way towards him but looks were something that passed through him. Piotheit did not care to worry about what others thought as he had a mission which would start with the Therosi. He had gained an invitation to The Gathering thanks to one of his many informants whose untimely end came with the swift cut from a scythe. Best to tie loose ends along the way, yes? He learned of its location and quietly whistled to himself along the way. He saw the location, King Sleeth’s castle. A stunning gothic design complemented the dark ambience of the city. As he approached with the rest of those who entered he slipped in after showing the invitation. His outfit, as well kept as it was, still showed age within its fabric as the tails of his coat seemed to be torn or burnt away. One could assume the cause to be of magic, possibly in a fight by the way the fabric rested.

Entering the rather impressively large structure, he was greeted by descendants of Nayu and the few who contained mixed blood. They were few and far in between however, but nonetheless accompanied some of the royals. Unlike many who dressed rather pretentiously for the masquerade party, Piotheit kept it simple and refused to fully cover his face, hence the collar that seemed to loosely cover his mouth. His eyes began to scan the room, looking at the descendants with mild disgust behind a delicate smile and soft lid eyes.

Paon was standing in the perfect position to clearly see anyone in the room and anyone entering it. His seemingly unseeing eyes were actually slightly glancing from one individual to the next as he tried to figure out who exactly his target was. Luckily, his eyes being completely blackened was an advantage here and allowed for his facade of blindness to be easier to upkeep. As he was scanning the room once more he noticed a newcomer. His head remained unturning, but he was for certain looking at the individual. A tongue flick that was at the speed of a blink occurred as he quickly grabbed the scent and realized that this individual was not nayu, but rather dragon. He took in the newcomer for approximately 2 seconds before going back to scanning for who he was actually hunting for.  

The smell in the air was filled with perfumes and colognes amongst a sea of foods and of course, blood. But over these pleasant aromas was that of dragon. With the slightest flair of his nostrils he shot a look over towards a certain individual, just in time to see a forked tongue retreating into its mouth. He wore a rather dark outfit embellished by a purple design and accented by his wonderful crystal imbued mask. There were a few who did give him a strange look as he entered but most looks didn’t last too long, but this one had taken interest in him. In turn, Piotheit reciprocated this interest. His eyes seemed to dimly glow white as a smile crept onto his face.

”Two seconds...So you noticed what I am, yes? Good...At least we have that in common. Let me see what you know…”

The white dragon walk shifted towards the figure with a slow, methodical saunter. His head seemed to lower and tilt slightly to the side as his steps flawlessly brought him through the crowd of people.

Paon kept his gaze forward as the other dragon approached him. His body seemingly pretty relaxed even though in his mind he was actually very tense. He really did not like people he did not know this close to him. It was unnerving. When the other dragon was close enough he would continue to keep his gaze forward, but his head would tilt ever so slightly. ”How may i assist you?” He sounded pretty monotone with his hands clasped behind his back. A rather neutral stance.

Piotheit scanned the younger dragon. He seemed to be without sight but if it wasn’t for the faintest of shimmer across those eyes as the light grazed over them, he would have suspected nothing. It was when he noticed the earring did he decide to have a conversation with him.

[color=sliver]”So how are you enjoying the party? You should see these outfits many of the royals have chosen, hmhmhm.”[/color]

He gave a throaty chuckle as he moved next to the other dragon. Taking in a deep breath, it would seem as if he was taking in the ambience of the room but rather, he was trying to get to know his current associate better. His nostrils flared ever so slightly as he took in the scents. Aside from what he had currently smelled, he had the faintest scent of vinegar but before he could conclude who it was, a female nayu with a tray passed by, to which he mentally sighed before taking an hors d'oeuvre.

Paon straightened his head as he refocused ahead of himself. ”I am sure they are quite the fanciful attires. As for myself I am indeed enjoying the party”  He highly did not enjoy this dragon being this close to him. It was causing a split in his attention and that highly annoyed him. An interruption to his hunt. Annoying at best. He exhaled and kept the same stance he had. Mentally wondering how he could possibly make this individual leave his side while he was busy.
Piotheit glanced over at him before looking back to the party with a smirk.

”I am sorry, I did not know you were without sight. I guess you just so happened to glance my way long enough to recognize who I was then?”

There was no visible tense, but Paon’s mind tensed once more. Outwardly he was still seemingly calm and collected. ”I heard someone enter. As you can imagine this sparked curiosity.” This was perhaps the most interest from a stranger he has received in quite awhile and it was happening while he was trying to hunt. His eyes became half lidded as he continued to hold his position.  

So you can see...how interesting. A Dolofon who feints blindness. I’m surprised you didn’t take up acting.” A lopsided grin made itself known.

Paon had to suppress the urge to twitch his eye. He kept facing forward, but one hand moved as he held up a finger. ” I cannot see. You misunderstand.” With that he turned a slow not at all quiet movement. His gave slightly to the left of the dragon. ”I am quite the listener.” Though he did not comment on the dolofon part.

”Say what you will but your silver tongue is a bit rusty. However, it is wonderous that you are a listener as I do enjoy to talk. You may chime in at any point if you wish.” With satisfaction in his voice he continued.

”So Dolofon if you don’t mind me asking, what brings you to The Blood Banquet, hm? I will say that I am quite familiar with the group...in some ways.” He quipped as he looked about the room.

Paon held that half lidded expression as the dragon spoke to him. His head tilting as the individual spoke. ”Firstly, I do have a name.” He paused before deciding to go with his regular name. He had a long list anyways. ”I go by Paon. A pleasure.” Another pause before he spoke once more. ”As for why I am here...I am simply here to participate in the merriment.” Inside he was growling. His mental image of himself absolutely annoyed and fully ready to light this one on fire if he could. But no...he couldn't….people.
Piotheit turned his head towards Paon with slight excitement.

”Well Paon, I would believe you had you initially told me the truth but now I feel that this is too much fun. So let’s play a game. It’s an easy game, I simply ask ten questions related to why you are here and seeing as how you are unable to lie I feel confident in winning. If I win, I continue this one-sided conversation that I feel is happening and if I lose, well, I leave you be. Easy enough, yes?” Piotheit smiled as he glanced around the room.

Paon gave an internal huff and mentally wondered if it was considered cannibalism to roast a fellow dragon and munch on him a bit. He squished the thought as the appearance of his more feral thoughts was certainly not a good thing. He exhaled and gave a shrug and a nod. ”Sure” Roast dragon was still a thought….a bad thought….but a thought.

”Wonderful” He exclaimed with an almost sinister tone.

”So let’s begin shall we. Dolofon, from my knowledge work under the Nayu King and bare the symbol of a red teardrop. With this being known my first question is, are you here to kill someone?” His tone of voice shifted to that of a historian reciting the past to a group of students. It reverted back to normal when he asked the initial question in the game.

Paon’s voice was a purr of monotone. It was an odd combination, but somehow he managed it. ”Perhaps” There was no real sign of that being the truth or a lie and clearly he was trying to see just how well this one could read him. His face generally giving a blank expression with those half lidded onyx eyes. Piotheit smiled.

”I’ll take that as a yes. You see, you started off with a lie, that being without sight. Something which I saw through rather easily. Second question. The Gathering includes members of the arcane Therosi. Would it happen to be their leader?” His crystal eyes taking on the slightest of stern looks well hidden behind a pleasant smile.

So the dragon could read him fairly well apparently. Fantastic. His voice was that same purred monotone. No Once more he gave away nothing, but he was certainly amping up his supposedly rusty silver tongue. He did have motivation to get this individual away from him. Far away. Other end of the room preferably. Because he wanted to hunt and this one was not helping.

”Ahhh...Interesting. So it’s not their leader but one of its members. Hmmm…” He sighed and crossed his arms as a hand reached to rub his chin, almost mockingly.

[color=silver]”So with it being a member of the Therosi but not their leader then it must be someone with influence within the group.Third question, is the target known?”[color] He quirked a brow.

Was he….was he Mocking him. Several cuss words ran through his mind like drunken antelope ashe continued to outwardly keep a blank face. He thought through the question. He could lie and say yes or be more truthful. Time to test the waters. ”Yes” A very very blatant lie, but his face was still very much blank. That same purred monotone voice coming through as internally he wondered if a dragon stabbed in the face could be called a different being. Piothiet chuckled.
”I hope you are a better assassin then a liar. So that is a no meaning if the target is unknown then the only true target would be that of the leader.” There was a pause.

”Three questions it took for me to figure out the answer and for someone in your profession that is rather a disappointment. My next seven question are mostly for my own entertainment at this point...How high in ranking would you be considered? Based off the way you answered those question I would assume new to the profession but with your silver tongue or lack thereof, I assume you have been in this occupation for some time then.” He glanced back to Paon with another shit-eating smirk.

In his mind he had killed this individual several times over, but the next comment took him a bit more to not react to. He tilted his head once more and exhaled. ”I am not new” While he was proud of his rank, it was not something he would go spouting off to annoying dragons that would not leave him alone.

”Which is what I had concluded...Keep up Paon. I am sure you are at least capable of that. Next question, If you plan on killing the Therosi leader, how are you going to go about it if you cannot see? Dragon senses can only take you so far dear boy.”” He voice was spry and one could assume held a bit of playfulness to it.

Paon almost reacted. Almost. Though, there was a very faint clicking noise from inside his mouth before he regained his composure completely. He kept his gaze to the left and the only full reaction was his eyes becoming more lidded somehow. ”Of course I am keeping up. I am just not sharing that information.” He swallowed a growl and deeply wondered if death was worth killing this guy. ”If I told you, that would ruin the surprise wouldn’t it?” Never has sarcasm dripped so hard in monotone.

”Well it would only be natural for one in your profession to not share information, yes? That is common knowledge. Plus it’s not necessarily a surprise if I figured out the answer within three questions is it? I suppose you have been at this for some time, but it would appear more experience would do you well.” At this point Piotheit was simply enjoying himself. The ambient sounds of chatter and laughter amongst the crowd covered Paon’s click of his fangs.

”So, what brought you to become a slave to a descendant, hm? Prefer the metaphorical chains of an undeserving King like a masochist or is it you did not wish to take on the dangerous brought upon dragonkin...” He asked with a quirked brow.
There was a barely noticeable flash of something in those onyx eyes. More than half lidded as they were. Mentally the dragon in front of him died yet again in some quick unnoticeable way. Luckily, he did manage to not click his fangs again, but it very nearly happened again. He exhaled before responding to the question...choosing to ignore the first barbs aimed at him. ”A slave? Oh no…..you misinterpret.” He still kept his gaze slightly to the left of the dragon, ever the actor. ”I quite enjoy what I do”

”The thrill of the hunt I suppose?”

Paon quirked a brow before giving a small shrug. ”I am a rather simple to please individual” Internally he wanted to add especially when it comes to the thought of face stabbing you repeatedly, but he did not say that.

”Ah...Not a slave but rather a pet. So I assume you have strong feral instincts...How….interesting.” He sighed as he took hold of a glass that passed by on one of the trays.

This time the fang click was a lot more audible before he regained his composure. An exhale escaped him that could almost give away a hiss in it. ” I am not a pet.” Why was it so hard to keep calm around this guy. Its like he….was…..poking….at... Fuck.

”Ah...so what I had suspected earlier is true. You’re of a venomous gene pool, yes? Much like the feral basilisks of these lands and some of the rare species found near Tearnarias and Gaia. The slight smell of vinegar was what gave it away or what could be akin to vinegar. By chance, do you coat your weapons in it or keep viles on you of the substance? I would love to acquire a sample.” Piotheit’s head fully turned towards Paon with dim glowing eyes. His mouth showed his draconic like fangs in what would be described as a predatory grin.

Paon's brow quirked again and he shook his head. ”I do not just give such things away.” He gained a look of curiosity. ”Why would you even want such a substance” It was interesting to note what the venom smelled like to the individual as well. Everyone smelled something different….if they could smell it that is. Internally he was doing better now that he figured out that he was being poked at. He didn't like it….but….at least he wasn't raging an inferno in his mind.

Piothiet shifted in his stance, tapping his case ever-so-lightly.

”I have certain...pieces of art that require special ingredients and you just so happen to contain one such ingredient. I simply ask of you a favor and in return will pay you for your troubles.” The white dragon’s head cocked to the side as he looked into Paon's blackened eyes.

Paon crossed his arms. A rather unreadable look on his face. ”I have no interest in money. Nor do i feel the need to provide someone i know nothing of with such a substance” His eyes were still to the left, but he heard that tapping. For some reason he could not place it made him ever so slightly uneasy. Odd.

Piotheits smile slowly faded to a thin line. His eyes narrowed ever-so-slightly as he subconsciously tapped his case. With a sigh holding an underlying frustration he spoke up.

”Riiight. Because you prefer acting as a chained animal to an undeserving King whilst living amongst the sludge of this world. Must be fascinating to watch, despite your apparent lack of sight which you cannot, without measure, lie about not having, this world ruined by those wretched creatures who dare to call themselves descendants. But take heed my dear boy. I have lived many lifetimes and have seen the dragon wars. I have played my fair share within it and learned something about myself within that time. Do you know what that is boy?”

Paon’s mouth twitched. It could be interpreted as a faint smile. His voice was barely audible as he spoke. ”I see i struck a nerve. Perhaps your complex of expecting to get what you want is the problem” He kept his arms crossed. ”You do sound old thats for sure”

Piotheit quickly stepped in front of Paon, the colors of his eyes becoming more vibrant with silvers, greys and whites.

Paon had a rather obnoxious gleam in his eyes...even with them being onyx in coloration as the individual stepped toward him. With his own fast, yet not at all quiet move he stepped even closer. He remained silent, but clearly this was his way of poking back.

”Patience is the sweetest virtue and when time draws to a close, I still get what I want in the end.” It was around this point, clawing at the back of Paon's mind, a whisper started. Faint but quickly grew in sound. It was sweet, young and innocent yet filled with pain and fear. It attempted to reach to Paon, calling out.

”Heeeeelp me! Paaaaaon….Plllease”

The voice would carry through his mind and for a moment sound like it had surrounded him. Piotheit would seem unfazed as he simply bore his gaze into Paon's own. The lowest of hissing coming from the white dragon. By then Piotheit noticed a dragonkin approaching from behind Paon. Quickly his expression shifted with rather unnatural grace to a friendly and warm smile.

The voice in his mind caught paon off guard. It was creepy and he really really did not like that. The only outward response was a slight eye widening. Other then that he did not make a move other than remaining in the extremely close proximity that he was in. Wasu appearing behind him however, resulted in him stepping back, a neutral pose enveloping his stance.

”Well this party is quite the wondrous event and I do look forward to talking more with you about your exciting profession but I certainly have some things I must take care of, especially if I am to meet the Leader himself. Take care Paon-” He began to turn away and for only a moment his expression gave a sinister look.

”-I do look forward to meeting with you again…” And with that the white dragon disappeared into the crowd with grace and a sauter to is step.

Paon simply gave a nod toward the guy, not giving him any other response and instead decided to focus on wasu. Piotheit joined in with the rest of the festivities, for the most part. His attention had been focus elsewhere, mostly talking amongst the Throsi of the room and those within the bidding. When the dinner came he simply stayed to the side and listened in, waiting for his new friend Paon to make a move.

The darkened halls of the inner corridors narrowed down deeper into the castles carved innards. The hanging webs threatened to drop with any sudden movement as the two figures delved a bit deeper. The Nero royal who had walked off with the guard was coming down to a room now. It was stone that made the dark halls appear ridged, especially the unevenly stone brick floors. It was not long until the door the man seemed to want to enter was reached. He fumbled a bit at the knob before twisting to open it. The wary eyes of the Nero guard peered down at the man. His shoulders tensed at this. Soon he was creaking open the door and allowed it to open wide. He blinked into the darkness and his eyes were capable of sight and presumably this was the case for the guard.

“If you are able to see anything to drink before me let me know.” He said with a sly smile and walked into the dark room. He began to look around for crates and lift open their lids. “Sorry this may take a while..” He went about like this for ten minutes or so before lifting up two bottles a wooden crate. “I think these will do. Left by a former king ages ago. Might even be a dragons.” He chuckled to himself mostly. The guard was dedicated to remaining silent and only watching by the doorway. This led to a simple moment of searching and retrieving. “Say wouldn’t it be rude for you to not help me? A royal blooded Nero. Kin to the king himself.” He said while trying to lift the box of filled aged bottles of red liquid.

“I am on order to guard by the king. Nothing more.” The guard spoke candidly. He watched as the royal waved his silk hair back in a huff over what the guard had said. He sighed. “It’s alright then... Sleeth doesn’t trust his kin is all I can gather from this.” He simply walked ahead of the guard with the box in his arms. Away and up the dark corridors they went the guard closing the door behind the two. But as he did so a black cloth wedged itself between the closing door from the inside. Away still they went.

The cloth went up once they were gone and opened the door before falling. The door slowly edged open and the glowing emerald green and crystal blue eyes of a young girl pierced the darkness. Their wide orb shape were cut off by a patient observance, like a hunter in the night. She slowly made her way out of the room and was wearing only a tattered black cloak and sandals. Her black hair was silky and long, some strands dangled over her face in curls and a soft band kept her hair as a ponytail. Her horns were a light blue and were polished. She placed a hood over her head and vanished into the dark corridors.

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The banquet went on without an issue. Laughter rang from every direction. Pleasant exchanges, the purchase of the seraphim children that were huddled together near the center went on. The price of these seraphim began to grow more and more. It had reached the point a sorrowful yellow eyed seraphim girl was being examined for her purity. “May I have a taste?” A question that was met with vehement refusal. “Only the buyer may do as they please.” Mentioned a Therosi who kept these children’s chains in his hands. He gripped the young girls cheeks and pressed them together, then he poked a finger into her mouth and revealed her teeth. He lifted her wings. “She is pure I assure you.” He spoke with an air of annoyance.

It was soon that the bidding for the girl kept on for a few minutes more. Then it was decided. A Nero royal who wore a elegant mask that covered half of his face had made the purchase. Many asked right away. “What will you do with your new buy?” He smiled and looked down at the girl, who nearly shivered at every little thing within her surroundings. The slight tremble beckoned the hand of the man who lowered himself a bit with a bow and brushed a gentle hand over her hair and across her delicate cheek. “Do not be afraid. It is barbaric to misuse such a rare gift. I will have her be by my daughters side for her entire life. Both to be her friend and her servant.” The other royals were wowed by such words. The man grabbed the girls hand and walked away with her into the crowd. The young seraphim hardly being able to walk at first, but as the ground underneath her kept moving as she was being pulled she had no choice but to get into the rhythm of walking.

The next seraphim began being bid on right after. A young male with long blonde hair and red eyes. His wings were faintly glowing and his sleepy expression displayed with the rest of his posture a tired and beaten boy with a chain collar around his neck. He wore only a old one piece garb with holes throughout its surface. As this went on Wasu was taken back by Paon suddenly coming in close as if he was surprised by something. Wasu chuckled. “Careful one might think you saw something…” He looked over to who was walking away from Paon and noticed Piothiet. He sniffed the air a bit but shook his head. “Hm… Say, who was that?” He asked with a smile as best he could given his his sharp jaws.
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The knock on a door within the guest room hall announced with an exhausted breathe the arrival of the Nero royal whom was accompanied by the guard. He was met by a swung open door and a hand gripping his collar. Bringing him in and nearly knocking off his balance with the force of the pull. The door closed swiftly and the two guards, one of which recently returned, looked at each other but did nothing else. “I’m glad you miss me but dear do try to be more delicate.” He rubbed his bottom as the box was next to him unbroken. He looked up at Aelithea who stood above him in her high heels and skirt. A look of disdain down at him. “How did it go?” She asked coldly. He raised a brow at her. “Just swell. Beside the guard watching me. I did open the crate she was in however. A thank you is in order.” He rose to his full height and noticed as he matched eyes with her a shift.

His glow of entertained passion fell to a grimace in his eyes. Aelitheas yellow and red eyes only blinked at him slowly. “You have served me well. I do appreciate how useful a Nero royal is. Not too bad to spend the night with either. But you bite entirely too much.” She reached her hand down and with a shallow reach pulled a metallic object from a belt strapped to her inner thigh. It was a projectile weapon that the Nero royal noticed only after a few seconds of peering at it in disbelief. “Y-you can’t be serious.. You cant kill me.” A light chuckle from her light vocal cords rattled from Aelithea’s throat in reply. Its light hearted tone carried to her words. “I won’t kill you. Well it depends on how weak you really are. I hope you can live without me.” She winked and lifted the weapon and spoke a few whispered words. Red symbols glowed on the surface of its barrel.

No sound was made but the small clack of a metallic object grinding against another as Aelithea’s right index finger curled in on the crescent shape of the trigger. The mute blast was visibly a projectile that connected with the mans head. He fell back to the ground with a thud and shadows beneath him fizzled away into the air like a mist. “Hm.. You weren’t fast enough my dear. Good bye forever.” A hand caressed the mans cheek. There was no blood. No matter of cranial innards. He was unharmed it seemed and yet the barrel of Aelithea’s weapon emitted a dark blue mist. The glowing symbols on its barrel faded away along with the mist, evaporating in the room and leaving a slight smell of sulfur.

Aelithea then turned to the door and peered through the keyhole and holstered her weapon back beneath her skirt. She watched the guards behind the door and then made her way to the man who laid on the ground. She pulled him by the legs and knelt down to toss him over her right shoulder. With a lift to her full height she catapulted him to the bed and his body did a bounce before settling with a wobble. She sighed a breathe of relief before cracking her neck and rotating her shoulders. “Time to work.” She grabbed a bottle and began to drink it before walking out of the bedroom. She stumbled a bit as she did so and the guards watched her lean up to the wall. “Heeeeey! My friend has passed out. He’s no fun at all…” She smiled as she let her shoulder sleeve fall to her right arms tricep.

The two guards merely crossed their arms in silence and one shook his head at her. Aelithea’s eyes reflected a little shadowy figure pass the guards from behind without alerting them. She smiled as she awkwardly turned and walked with bottle in hand out of the guest room halls and back to the main banquet. She placed her mask back on as she did so. She then walked over to where a empty table was and sat and sipped the bottle. She mentioned to a few Nayu men. “My date had too much fun. Such a shame.” She huffed, but before she took a sip each time her lips slipped a smile.


The Therosi sat at the tables dining with their hoods down. Some kept their hoods on as they stood above the others as if guarding the room. It was silent beyond the sound of eating utensils clanging against each other. Most ate rapidly like starving animals, keeping their heads down and eyes on their meals. Soon the door opened and the Therosi man with long white hair entered. He continued to hide his face beneath the hood and his elderly forward bending form. He walked in with two others who had their hoods down as well. “It seems.. We have a few traitors in our midst..” Said the elderly Therosi as the door closed behind him and the two men. They pulled from their waists bludgeoning rods with jagged rock like protrusions going down their sides.

Many of those eating looked up in silence and shock. Those who stood behind them grabbed them from behind and slammed their heads into the table of food. “We Will find which one of you work for the Dolofon… Aion. Whatever else there is.” He merely waved the two behind him forward and they began to systematically grab each one and toss them onto the ground. Stripping them and observing their naked bodies for something. The first to be checked was let go and he hurriedly grabbed his robe and put it back on. He was clearly shaken by the exchange. Soon they came to the middle of the first row of those who wete eating. When grabbing him however a blade was fashioned and came down on the Therosi’s neck. Blood soon painted the table and some of the food prepared and still steaming on the elegant dining table. The other Therosi grabbed this one from behind and threw him to the ground. They began to bludgeon him to keep him from getting up and soon he was bloodied on the ground unable to resist the several Therosi on him.

Before the final blow was struck the elder screamed a “Wait!” and then began to approach the fallen man. “We will question him and soon we will find what we need from here… Inform the others immediately…” The Therosi were soon stepping out of the room but made sure to close it behind them. Two of them with hoods on came to the position of the seated three Therosi who sat at the main banquet table. The two knelt their heads down between the three and whispered. No visible reaction was made from the exchange of words. ”I see… Excuse us we have to take care of a bit of business.” Spoke the center Therosi with golden skin and cold white eyes. He lifted himself up and as he rose so did the other two. They bowed to the royals and walked away.

All seemed well within the banquet… still…

Lila Moriarty

Virais

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^{@Rai @Deos Morran @13org}

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Virias looked inside the ornate room and it was is that very moment he saw glittering wonder. The room was immaculate and wonderful, not to mention with a big, clean puddle in the middle of it! Run-hopping inside the room and sniffed all around it, looking and learning about each and every corner before his attention for the puddle was too strong and he ran over to it, sniffing at the water's surface before leaping in and disappearing beneath the water's surface. A few moments passed before he popped his head up from the water's surface looking a different direction and seemingly a bit panicked. Appears as if he didn't expect it to be that deep...

The room Lila was taken was more luxurious than she had expected. It surely had much more than she needed. A simple bed would be enough, but the room she was now had a big bed, with new clothes and even a bath, right in the center, and they even let Virias come with her, but something told her that they would soon have to part ways...

Lila reckoned that a bath would be very welcome. She was still dirty from the fight on Sunfire... She could still feel the faint, terrible smell from the cultists' black, oozy blood coming from her clothes. Small black stains dotted her black dress with a slightly darker color. Although the oozy blood had already dried, its smell was still present, faint, but present.

The Nayu servant was gone as fast as he appeared, Lila didn't even had the chance to thank him. Apparently, he was already used in serving nobles.

Even before Lila could even think about anything, Virias had already jumped inside the bath. A few seconds passed until he popped his head up again.

"Virias, this is a bath, not a pool." Lila said, calmly walking towards the center of the room, trying to prevent him to wetting the entire room.

"As I said before... We might have to part ways soon... Be safe, and obey Mirror." Lila said, kneeling near the bath and gently patting his head.

The change of clothes the Nayu servant spoke off was on the bed, carefully folded. Getting up, Lila calmly walked towards it.
Obviously, she wasn't the only one that noticed the state her dress was right now. Whatever it was her next mission, it was obviously expected her to take a bath and wear proper clothes.



"Virias, I need to take a bath before going to my next mission." Lila said, letting the dress on the bed and walking towards the bath.
As she walked towards the center of the room, she pointed towards her own clothes, and then her nose, to tell Virias what she was going to do right now.

Virias was still walking around the big puddle that was apparently called a 'bath' as he watched and listened to Lila's words. Accepting his head pats happily before he let out another, "Mrawa!" Swimming around the 'bath' as he watched her navigate the room. Of course it was a short trip for her to reach the bed and that in turn meant that she found those weird things the two-leggers wear all the time. Then it was something about taking the 'bath' which he wasn't sure how she'd do because it was kind of built into the ground, and then something about her nose... Oh!

Now Virias understood, she was saying something about a smell. Well Virias had already sniffed around the room and given that she had pointed at her clothes she thought that they smelled. But, like what? Virias was confused and so to elaborate further he wiggled his way out of the 'bath' and trotted over to her pressing his nose against her clothes and sniffing at them to smell all the scents of battle and death. Pulling away quickly he let out a, "Snruf yeck" sound as he apparently didn't like the way her garments smelled at all after investigating them with his sensitive nose. Shaking his head as well to really get that scent out of his nostrils.

After she told Virias about the bath, he got out of the bath. Apparently, he understood what Lila meant, as he got out of the bath to sniff her clothes, rapidly expressing his dissatisfaction after doing so, shaking his head with the smell.

"They are dirty, aren't they?" Lila asked, with a discreet giggle, kneeling near Virias and caressing him.

"That's why I need to take a bath." She said, pointing towards the bath again, and passing her hands on his back, to try and take out the excess water on his body.

"Just don't run around the room like that, ok? You're still really wet." She said, getting up, picking up the dress on the bed and putting it on the stool near the dressing table on the corner of the room.

A warm bath would be very good right now... It would help her to relax her muscles after the fight. It didn't looked like that, but Lila's body was always performing at max capacity when she was fighting, so that put a considerably big strain on her muscles. Due to her training, she was able to ignore her body's normal signals about that, so when she reached her limit, after hours and hours of fighting nonstop, she would simply fall down on the ground, unable to move.

Be that a blessing or a curse, her merciless training basically allowed her to keep fighting until she couldn't even move anymore.

Lila was rather quick to undress, folding her old clothes and putting on the ground near the dressing table. After that, she slowly entered the bath. The moment the warm water touched her body, she let out a discreet noise of satisfaction. One of the few pleasures in her life, aside from blood, was taking a bath after fighting. Her tensed up muscles and tendons slowly relaxing with the warm water... The feeling of being completely enveloped by that warm water, the light sensation as it embraced her body... It was almost like her body was light as a feather...

Virias stretched his tail and back out as she caressed his body, pushing the water along his scales and causing more to drip and puddle from between his wings. Almost purring in joy as she pet him, if a dragon could purr of course. Following that he sat down in the little puddle at his feet watching her undress from his corner of the room. To him this wasn't anything special. After all he walked around everywhere naked so why would it be an issue for her! He watched her from his little place as she climbed into the bath, hearing her enjoyment of it and that in turn made him want to take action.

He stood up from his place and started to trot over to the bath, putting his nose against the waters before slipping in like an eel or snake, submerging himself underneath the waters. He slid beneath the surface for a moment as his entire frame was put under and for a moment it was like he vanished, at least until Lila would feel a nose against her leg. A quick boop before he moved away, his body still sliding under the water before it popped up next to Lila and he let out another, "Mrrup! Mrwa!" Before he sat down next to her, nuzzling her upper chest and neck, getting quite feely as he continued to say, "Your scales are soft." Putting his head on her chest as he calmed down seemly ready for a nap with her. All as his front paws laid against Lila's lap.

Lila was so lost in her own thoughts, or lack of, to be more exact, as she enjoyed the warm water that she didn't hear or sensed Virias getting inside the bath as well. Suddenly, she felt something touching her leg, making her let out a surprised gasp, before Virias chirped happily next to her.

One thing about Lila's perception of the world is that she cannot 'see' anything that happens under the water if she is not completely submerged in it as well. That was the reason why she was so surprised when Virias touched her. Even if the water was crystalline, she was completely blind, so she had no way to see him.

"Virias! Don't startle me like that! I canno-" Lila started saying, before he nuzzled up against her chest, with his front paws on her lap, saying something about her being soft.

The sound that Lila made at that moment was something that no one who knew Lila would have believed she could make... With her face burning red, she let out a surprisingly cute and sweet squeak as Virias rubbed his nose against her chest. Virias rubbing against her chest and his words, made her aware of a fact that she was ignoring... Virias wasn't a pet. He was a dragon. Even though he was still small, he was still a dragon. He was sentient, he had thoughts, he... he...

"Those... are not sca-scales..." Lila said, with a shaky voice.
"Those are m-m-my br-" Lila tried to say, covering her burning red face with her hands. Lila herself didn't knew if Virias knew the reason behind those squeals, but she was trying her hardest to hide her reaction.

Virias let out a soft little squeek in response to her incredibly cute squeek. Lila was a good friend, she was nice, and soft, and cute. So as she covered her face that was turning quiet red he nuzzled against her chest and then up it, almost sitting on her lap to do so. Giving him plenty of room to nuzzle her face to try and get her to come out of hiding. However... there was a side effect to this as one of his front paws may have stepped somewhere a tad... private for Lila, getting quiet close and nudging up against a place she more than likely didn't expect attention at.

Yet to him it was nothing odd, but it did feel weird... later investigation. For now he had to get Lila out of hiding! She was being a scaredy-butt and that was not ok! So his nuzzles against her hands got more forceful as he tried to get her hands away from her face, lickign at them in an effect to show his non-hostility.

Lila was too embarrassed and flustered herself to do anything, and Virias didn't understand what was happening, by the looks of it. He continued nuzzling against her. He was almost sitting at her lap when he started trying to get her hands away, nuzzling against them and licking her.

He probably didn't meant to do bad, or anything at all, but Virias didn't seem to understand a woman's body very well, as it became evident after one of his front paws touched a very... particular location.

This time, Lila wasn't able to hide her reaction. Virias was being a bit more forceful on his attempt to take her hands off her face, and when his paws touched that place, he was able to hear her and even see her expression clearly.
There was no hiding or mistake, it was impossible to not understand the moan she just let out, especially with the expression she just made.
Her heart began to beat quicker, she began to breathe faster... Those changes were pretty obvious, especially to Virias, who was quite literally sitting on top of her.

Virias looked to his friend and she let out that strange sound and gave the strangest of looks in that same moment. It wasn’t like anything he had heard before and as he looked upon her, trying to figure out what happened he tilted his head to the side, curious as to what was going on with her all of a sudden. At least with her face exposed he could lick her cheeks and forehead to remind her that he was there and still ready to protect her. Assuming that moan was bad. Otherwise, he did it to let her know that he was there and ok with making her happy. Either way he was there and as she started to calm down slightly he pulled back, scooting forward on her so that his midriff was laying on her lap and his head coiled around to rest on her chest again.

Enjoying his placement he letting out a happy grumble as he enjoyed the ‘bath’ thing with his friend. But before he fully rested into his nap he called out from Lila’s chest, ”I like Lila. Lila is good.” Curling up to enjoy a nap on top of his naked friend.

Gathering all the strength she had left in her arms and body, trying her hardest to overcome the torpor and ecstasy, she gently grabbed his front paw with shaky hands, moving it away from the place it was, and holding Virias a bit away from her chest, impeding him from rubbing against her.
The way he was reacting to all that, it was almost like that time when she lost control on the battlefield. Was he thinking that her reactions were a bad thing?
That's right... Virias didn't knew much about descended... He was still young. Mirror had said that to her and she knew that herself, she was responsible for training him and taking care of him... If she wanted to avoid such situations on the future, she had to teach him a little about a woman's body.

After a good few minutes to calm herself down, she called him.
"V-Virias... I'm... I'm ok... I'm not hurt or feeling bad... I need to explain some things to you... Listen carefully." she said, with her voice still shaky, stopping to breath between her words.

"Descended’s body are fragile compared to dragons. There are parts of our bodies that are very... sensitive to stimuli..." Lila said, trying her best to not show how embarrassed she was.

"I don't know how the dragons reproduce themselves, but there is... pleasure involved... right?" Lila asked, struggling to find the right words.

"With the descended... is the same... Certain parts of our bodies, are very sensitive... especially a woman's body... namely my breasts and..." Lila started saying, but hesitated on the last part.

"The descended’s reproductive organs are located on the pelvic region... More specifically between their legs." Lila said, with her face incredibly red, reproducing exactly the phrase that was in the anatomy books that read in her training. The seraphim who trained her would be red with rage if he saw that scene. She studied anatomy to learn how to kill. And not to teach reproduction to a young dragon...

"The sounds I made... Weren't of pain... but of... ple- pleasure..." Lila said, struggling to talk. Even if she was embarrassed, it was her duty to teach Virias. She promised she would train him and teach him… Talking a few seconds to calm herself down, she thought a little better about that.
Virias was just like a child in some aspects. Lila was trying to not only take care of him, but educate him as well. It was hard to speak… Lila wanted to simply disappear right now to hide her embarrassment, but she knew she couldn't.

"Even though it makes us feel good, touching someone else's body and letting them touch yours... Such things should only be done with the person you really, really love... Love... is..." Lila said, trying her best to explain Virias about those things, but...

She didn't know anything about love... What was love? Had she ever loved anyone in her life? She cared for Virias, she was happy around him and wanted to protect him but... that wasn't love... was it? There were many types of love... right? Like one a mother has for her child… Right? And after all… he is a dragon… it's not like he would feel attracted towards her or...

Wait… why was she thinking about that?!
With her mind full of thoughts and too flustered to talk, she slowly let her body sink a bit deeper into the warm water, until there was nothing but her head out of it.

”Why I can't think straight? What is wrong with me? What are all these useless feelings and sensations?” she thought to herself. It was usually very simple to suppress her emotions… she became like that just because someone t-touched her? She had already read in biology books about hormones, nerves, and how the body reacted to different stimuli (mainly for torturing purposes), but those reactions she was having were too chaotic!

Virias watched and listened to Lila as she pushed him away, moving his big ‘ol dragon body away from her to the space next to her in the bath. He looked to Lila with a confused look on a tilted head as in his eyes this made no sense. She didn’t want him close to her this time? And what was all this about repro-repr-reproduce. He understood a few things, pleasure and love and those were two good things! So with her also saying that she didn’t feel bad that must mean that he was doing good and she wanted to praise him! That meant he was being a good dragon!

So as she continued to use big words and work on teaching him he listened like she asked and when she told him about all that she had on her mind he chimed up to add his own piece, ”I make Lila feel good! I um… I love Lila! So it’s good!” He said out happily before lunging back to Lila nuzzling her chest as she said that was a nice place for her that made her happy and he wanted her to be happy.

In his mind this was a simple equation and as long as Lila was enjoying herself then he’d be happy! So all he could think about was if she loved him too. The exact level of love that she was talking about was unknown to him, but he didn’t really like Lila, so maybe that was enough to constitute love!

Lila was trying so hard to calm herself down and put her emotions in check as she talked with Virias... But all that effort was shattered in one second, as Virias said that he loved Lila, and made her feel good, nuzzling against her chest once more. He had a very simple way of thinking... Why Lila thought that he would understand something that she didn't understand herself? For him, it was simple... She felt good? Then it was a good thing.

The second he started to rub against her, she let out another surprised squeak, her face quickly becoming as red as her hair.

"I-its not like that Virias... It's complicated..." Lila tried to say, with a shaky voice and breathing hard, gently pushing his head away once more.
"It's not that simple... I... don't understand my own feelings... I don't even know what love really is... It's hard..." Lila said, confused.

"I'm sorry if it's too complicated for you... But could you please... wait? At least until I understand my own feelings a little better..." Lila said, looking to him.
Why... why were things so complicated? Why couldn't be as simple as Virias? If she felt good, then it was good. But there were too many things on her head, too many feelings and sensations she suppressed for so long, she didn't even remember they existed...
Virias fought against Lila’s pushing for a moment, but after a little while he gave in to her pained words and moved away to look at her again with a bit of sad eyes. He didn’t want to be pushed away, but it was also somewhat clear that Lila wasn’t completely ok with what he was doing and that was ok too. He stopped pressing against her and instead plopped next to her, looking at her red face as he thought of what to do. Really she just didn’t like being so close, but that was ok, he could be kind of close. So he nuzzled up beside her and laid there instead. Leaving her chest and ‘between-legs’ alone so that he could still be with his friend without making her make those weird sounds.

Resting his chin on her shoulder he let out a few, ”Mrrawara… mra” sounds that showed just how sad he was. He didn’t want to make Lila feel bad and sad, that was the opposite of what he wanted. To finish what he had to say he murred out, ”I sorry Lila.”

Lila felt terrible for pushing him after he looked at her with sad eyes. It wasn't his fault. He only wanted to be together with her and make her happy... His sad eyes made Lila feel a terrible guilt about all that. He was still young, he was naïve and innocent. He saw the world in a much more simpler way than she did... Maybe that was what she needed to be satisfied with her own life?

"Don't be, Virias... It's my fault." Lila said after he got off her chest, standing by her side.
"You are very precious to me, Virias. You are the first one that actually cares about me, that likes me... I really like and care about you... But I’m not that used to feel those things... I'm confused, Virias..." Lila said, getting closer to him for a hug, but hesitating on the last second.

"Maybe I'm complicating things way too much...Maybe I should be a little more impulsive..." she thought to herself, shaking her head and hugging him. Even if she was still naked, and a bit embarrassed, she felt like she needed to do so. She didn't want Virias to be sad like that.

"I don't care about you being close to me... But things are a bit different when I'm naked... ok?" she said, hoping that he would understand all that she was saying.

"Right now, these things might be a little bit too difficult for you, but you will understand when you're older." She said, giving a small kiss on his head.

Virias looked at Lila still sad as she explained herself and gave him a hug, and when she did that and confessed the new rules of their relationship he stopped being sad. Coiling his long neck around her head and returning the hug to her. Now he was happy again and that is what mattered.

So as her grip started to loosen so that she could give a kiss to his head he leaning in and gave her face a soft lick, pulling away to take him place in the bath next to Lila enjoying the warm waters next to his friend.

"Thanks for understanding, and always being with me." Lila said to him after he licked her.

After bathing herself, cleaning her hair and body, not even a faint memory of the foul smell of the previous battle was left. She was grateful for that. It was a very relaxing bath. Aside from some... misunderstandings and accidents, everything went pretty well.
But before getting out of the bath, she grabbed the soap and called Virias.

"Virias, you also need to clean yourself properly." She said, smiling.
Even if it was for a few minutes, even if it was for a few seconds, Lila was able to forget everything. Forget the fact that she was just a tool, forget her status as a weapon, and just act like a child playing with its pet would.

Grabbing the bar of soap, she went near him and started rubbing his back with it.
"You've never taken a proper bath before, have you?" she asked, giggling.
“Come here!” she said, laughing as she covered him with soap.

Virias perked his head up as he was called by Lila. In the warm waters of the bath he had actually started to doze off to sleep and was partly spooked by her exclamation. His head looking over to Lila with wide eyes and perked ears, metaphorically speaking of course. When she started to wade closer to him, threatening him with that weird smelly stuff he let out a rather loud, ”Mrawp!” Scrambling away in an attempt to escape his fate. Yet as he splashed around a bit his claws did not find purchase on the smooth tiles and he was trapped. Secured by Lila and rubbed down with that weird waxy, smelly stuff that she kept calling ‘soap’.

For Lila he’d seem almost frantic to get away from her, but there was something about it. Like it wasn’t really about getting away from her and more about playing. More so than that when she started to scrub down his scales the dirt would come off in layers given that he’d never, ever, EVER had a proper bath in his entire life. And despite his constant protests, he’d be grateful for it afterwards.

"Get back here! It will be over quickly." She said with a giggle after she got him.

Or at least that was what she thought...

Lila was immediately surprised by the amount of dirt that came off his scales. Thinking a bit about that, he used to be a wild dragon, right? Then it wasn't that surprising that he had never taken a bath on his entire life. He surely needed a bath, despite his protests.
She had to really work herself to take out all the dirt on his scales, which were coming out in layers.
Besides that, if he was going to stay with Mirror, that it was also probably a good thing to take a bath.

"Finally done." She said, after some time, releasing him and picking up some water in her hands to wash off the soap.
"It wasn't that bad, was it?" she asked, with a smile.
“Just don’t get out yet, or you will make quite a mess. Let me get out first and then get a towel.” she said, hoping that he would understand the message. Lila didn’t want to give the Nayu servant a hard time cleaning the room after they were gone.

Virias put up with the wash like a cat and that was never good. Yet he didn’t escape and before too long he was cleaned by Lila and left with shiny scales. Looking over his body and tilting his head a few times he seemed to be investigating his body. A quick sniff later and he took in the scented soaps that Lila used to wash him. It wasn’t bad, not like the wilds, but it wasn’t bad.

He watched as Lila left the tub walking around to secure a towel and wrap it around herself to dry off her soft scales that she called skin. He peered from the water’s surface the entire time watching her like a hunter on the prowl from the cusp of the water. Tilting his head every so often until Lila walked back to the edge of the bath with another towel. Then he saw his chance and took a few steps out of the water to walk towards her, dripping and flowing his waters off of his shining scales.

"Virias, I've already said that before but... We might need to part ways for a bit..." Lila said with a sad expression as she gently dried him with the towel.

"Obey Mirror. And be safe, ok? I promise I will come back as soon as my mission is over." She said, hugging him and his now shiny, dry and clean scales.

"You are almost another dragon without all that dirt covering you." she said with a sad smile, giving him a small smooch on his snout, and starting to put on her new dress. She could feel that it was different from her old dress, mainly the sleeves, and there were a lot more fringes and decorations. After putting it on, she realized that it was made of a lightweight material, and it didn't hamper her movements, just like her other dress did. She didn't know why Mirror insisted on giving her beautiful dresses instead of a simple battle uniform... She would never understand... But she was somehow grateful for that. Even if she couldn't see how she looked with them, she felt a bit more... girly and beautiful wearing them.

"So... How am I looking?" Lila asked, turning towards Virias and spinning, so he could see the dress. It felt very light on her body. Mirror certainly was careful while choosing new clothes to her.

Virias churtled and chirped as he was dried by Lila, nuzzling her his his snout before she gave it a little peck. From there her merely watched her from his little place on her bed, curled up and happily resting on the soft silks. When she asked for his opinion of her dress he chimed up happily to chirp out, ”Chirie! Chirrup! Is nice and pretty!” He said, looking her over and reaching out with his neck to reach for Lila, hoping for more attention and pets.

She smiled to Virias after hearing him.
"Thanks... I cannot see, but I will trust your word!" She said with a kind smile, sitting on the bed near him. He looked so comfortable and happy on the bed...

"We still have some time until I need to go..." She said, getting closer to him and calling him closer to lay down on her lap, caressing him without saying a word. She wanted to enjoy those last moments with him as much as she could.

In the Library of Knowledge, an eerie thing happens to the Spectre, it starts glowing with an dark radiance the opposite of Maria’s Rainbow Aura. It had an eerie familiarity to it felt as if for but a moment time itself stopped, when this dark evil energy started to flow out of the Spectre. ”What is happening…? You are worthless Spectre, you cannot kill one puny Pulsar Dragon with the powers I granted you,” The Spectre said, with two distinct voice patterns one distinctly male and the other female. It was terrified that it was slowly being taken over by its master. ”Master… please forgive my insolence. I can no longer afford your tactics in searching for the knowledge I seek. Maria’s Father will be punished accordingly,” The Spectre said, with a sickening twisted distortion in the female’s voice. The color emitting from it changed from a green to a crimson blood glow from its eyes and image. The male voice had a haunting scream was heard when it was disconnected from its body. It had a floating orb that pulsed a pale green glow surrounding the Spectre’s head.

Maria looked a bit concerned when she recognized the second voice coming from the creepy haunting ghost. She shuddered in fear when it hit her, the Spectre had two sides and now there’s only one side. “U-Uh… w-why d-do I recognize that voice?” Maria asked, towards the Spectre. She heard that this voice knows her father particularly well too and that he’ll be punished. “N-No… Don’t punish my daddy,” Maria said, with a bit of anger in her voice. She couldn’t really understand why this voice was back in her life now. Her aura enlarged by another few meters and was even brighter than it was before. She couldn’t really understand why her aura was going out of control but she was exuding fear in terms of what the color of her aura is right now.

The Spectre had an air of confidence over what it had before fear. It had a sickening smile when the brat spoke to it. ”It’s nice you recognize my voice. But you can’t stop me harming your father for what he had done to stop me. You will be seeing how much terrible I can be compared to your hate filled parents,” The Spectre said, with a distortion tone. It flowed through the floor but leaving half its body where it could see Maria’s reaction to what it is doing. It couldn’t wait for the torture it could give to Maria. The orb that was floating around the Spectre’s head was pulsing a slight red tone in terms it was angry of what its master is doing to Maria. ”I love feeling the torment within you Maria,” The Spectre said, with a distortion to its tone.

Maria listened carefully to what the female voice she recognized said and she was terrified to her core of what was going on. Her aura showed what she was afraid of, this voice specifically and it showed the color of fear. “N-No… I-I don’t want to be punished Miss Voice,” Maria said, with fear in her eyes. She could feel herself being crushed with what the voice was doing and all she could do is scream in pain. Her aura was flickering as if a light was being turned on and off rapidly or clouds covering the sun. She landed hard on the floor because she lost balance and could no longer stand in her shapeshifted form because of the crushing feeling. She heard a different song but it had a similar tune to the Song of Despair but it was pure and nice. The notes were pulsing with a homey and strange light to them. She was as if she was having a seizure but it was her only way to act. She had a confused look on her face and wondered what is happening. “P-Pl-Please S-St-,” Maria sobbed, with an ounce of strength to tell the Spectre to stop. She had tears down her eyes as she laid there unconscious and shaking uncontrollably. Her aura was flickering even quicker.

The Spectre saw the enjoyment of the torment it was causing Maria and decided to lift up to the same level as Maria. It looked at its work and enjoyed feeling the torment from her even now as she is laying there unconscious. ”How wonderful. How will Sophia react to this? I hope it’s a good show,” The Spectre said, with a distorted laugh. It had a sickening grin and could sense the song of despair playing in the background. ”You can have your body back Lowly Spectre,” The Spectre said, with a dismissive tone in the female voice. The red blood crimson glow slowly faded and the original green glow came back and it could tell it’s body again. ”Oh shit… I definitely need to be separated from her now before my master kills Maria,” The Spectre said, with a depressing sad tone of voice in it. It had a fearful look in its entire being and couldn’t help to hope that the Goddess of Knowledge could help, his host Maria. ”Maria, will be out of it for awhile,” The Spectre said.

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The Capital of Nero, Johnson was lost in the capital, he needed to find the castle but he was in the wrong district. ”Something tells me this is going to be harder than finding my way in Vrondi,” Johnson thought to himself, with a frustrated look on his face. He was near the Library in the Capital. He could tell it wasn’t the right area since it wasn’t a castle. His gut was telling him to ask the nearest Nero Guard for help to the location of the Castle and which direction he needs to go to. He walked up to one of the guards and sighed with a bit of frustration in his eyes, mostly the fact he hates being lost. ”May I ask for directions? I am looking for the Castle, I got an invitation to the Blood Banquet. My name is Johnson R. Stonefield,” Johnson said, with relief to find a guard.

Johnson knew his reputation proceeds him as a bounty hunter but he gets lost easily in a Capital he doesn’t know too well. He had that happen to him when he went to Gaia’s Capital to hunt for a bounty that got away from him, he forget the target’s name but it had a high bounty on its head. ”I dislike having to inconvenience someone with my sense of direction or lack of it in a Capital I have rarely visited,” Johnson thought to himself, with a distinct knowledge of the other capitals he has visited minus, the underwater capital. He takes out his invitation to show to the guard if he needs proof of him being invited to the Blood Banquet.

Taking out the guards was easy. But getting Baqar to muster enough strength to help Ziton move the bodies took some effort. The boys phobia of the dead was dispelled when he was told that they were only sleeping. A branch with dozens of hanging leaves was used to cover the indentions put into the ground by the armored guards. Their bodies were clad in polished metals and reflected the sunlight.

But away they were taken behind several trash barrels east of the entrance they were guarding. The hand of Ziton smoothed over the entryway wall. His eyes looked over the curve of the tunneled entrance. It led directly down but in a slant to allow one to walk. Ziton looked down to Baqar who was nearly shivering from the cold winds that bellowed out over them.

“Come.” Said Ziton and he began to walk forward. He did not look back even as Baqar did not budge. He soon began to be enveloped by the dark and Baqar then began running to catch up and kicking up dirt as he did. “Wait!” He shouted before grasping the very last bit of garment of Ziton’s overcoat before it too was consumed by black.

Ziton turned and his glowing yellow and red eyes looked down at Baqar, but nothing more could be seen. “Don’t fear the dark. But what’s in it.” He kept walking and Baqar held onto his coat as they both began to delve deeper into the tunnel.



An echo of droplets of water met their ears. The smell of earth and water along with dampened stone floors led to this location. Ziton stared from above with a bit of a assured smile on his face while Baqar was visibly in awe. He hadn’t let go of Ziton’s coat yet and looked around at all of the surrounding structure. Entry ways with bars on them scattered all around and at the center a medium sized building.

It was all empty it seemed at first. Ziton began to walk along the path that led west and down a flight of stairs that curved in a spiral to one of the few bridges that led to the center enigma. But as Ziton made his first step on the bridge the sound of moans and groans could be heard. This was accompanied by the shouting of angry voices and hands coming out from between the bars waving frantically. Their loud unified rambling was incoherent and made the young Baqar very uneasy.

This took Ziton a moment to process. But as he firmed his second foot on the bridge he felt at ease once more. “Prisoners…” He mentioned taking a pause to point them out to Baqar. “Likely ones too dangerous to keep in regular cells. This is hell.” He scanned the constant flames on his destinations décor and observed the skulls that were edged into its stone surface. “There’s what I’m looking for.. in th-“ He was cut off by a loud shrieking roar from below. The lava that flowed under Baqar and Ziton gave way to the form of a black serpent with legs that gripped the walls to slither up.

Ziton pushed Baqar back to the staircase and stood his ground as the creature crawled up the wall, hot lava dripping from its body. It shook and sparks of hot rock went flying around. Ziton placed up his overcoat to deflect the sparks that flew his way while Baqar his behind the staircase wall. "Stay down Baqar. When you see an opening try to get that door open.." Ziton mentioned this without turning back and as he did so he was spotted by the beast.

It snarled with a loud shriek and began to crawl across the wall to get closer to Ziton. He watched it briefly before leaping down off the bridge. He grabbed the bars of a cell and was dangling above the lava. He looked back to see the dragon continue its pursuit and grinned. Baqar was overlooked as he hid. Ziton then turned and noticed the form of whom was in the cell. A being with tattered clothes and withering flesh.

The slow rise to observe the man hanging against his prison cell presumed a slow weak body and a harmless mind. Charging forward abruptly turned this on its head. Ziton was forced to leap once again and dangled from another cell, looking up at the arms that reached for him that were clawing at the walls. "Alright... to hell with this..." pulling from his holster was his projectile weapon, an advanced weapon like few others. He pulled the trigger after aiming at the wall across from him.

The massive dragon that slithered like a serpent came rushing down to Ziton. But as it reached him Ziton was gone and was where he was aiming, only now he was on a ledge that looked over the many cells. The reptile searched before a spark like an explosive went off against it's hide. The beast seemed seldom affected and turned menacingly to Ziton who fired the shot and began to pursue again.

As this happened Baqar walked along the bridge with a light jog. He reached the door and looked up at it's skull decorations with fear in his eyes. The door would not budge. "It won't open!" Cried Baqar. Which gained the attention of the serpent. Ziton noticed the creature begin to change course and fired several shots that pelted the beast until it resumed chasing Ziton. "You stay on me... I'll get that door open. Just a sec.."

Screams and yells could be heard all around as the prison inmates watched with maddening glee.

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"I suppose we have Maria to thank. Though I do appreciate your decision to honor your code till the end." Spoke the King of Vrondi to Zargoth. He had a drink lifted from a table float to his person. "We will be starting the more serious discussions in a bit. Please do join us when we do begin. The usual formality is that only kings or queens can speak. But I believe we will need some insight from ones older than us." He drank from the cup after grabbing it with his left hands fingers. "I certainly hope we can combine forces to end this all swiftly... have you been at all affected by these recent troubles?" Vrondi asks Zargoth as the banquet continued.
@Landaus Five-One

Within the streets of Vrondi a parade walked through the district's main streets. Many within the parade wore colorful decorations made from feathers and scales. A woman decorated head to toe led a portion of the parade with many others dressed like her. They eventually arrived at the center of the shops and many remained.

Some performed dancing, displays of spells for fanciful visual effects and more for the fun of being in Vrondi. The number of colorful people grew within the crowd. A few took notice of the arrival of a few prominent individuals.
A few crowded around a man who stood alone in the center as he attempted to calm down a few people in the crowd. "Apologies but I am due at the banquet." But his attempts to move beyond the crowd was hindered by more people.

Many whispers told of the man being a crescent moon knight. A member of a small unnoticed faction within twilight town. They fight for both Vrondi and Nero when necessary. He was alone but had a Large spear on his back. "Please I have to go." He pleaded. Though standing around seven feet he was unable to wade through.

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A few Vrondi guards began to patrol the outer village homes and farms. While there they began asking them if they had any volunteers to help setup a barrier. Two approached from a few meters away and observed the two descended behind a tree. One noticed Rhagar speaking to civilians and approached him.

"You there." He said to gain his attention. As he spoke to Rhagar about volunteering for the fence. While this happened the other guard approached Promitheus and Elise. "Excuse me." He looked a bit suspicious of them being behind the tree.

@Demonic Angel

Prometheus Vanguard

Rhagar Vanguard

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Elise never had ever said the three little words to anyone before now and she was excited for the future for her relationship with Prometheus and her twin sister Minko. She had a happy little smile on her face and she was slightly blushing and looked down at her blade and noticing it was glowing. Her wings twitched nervously because she wasn’t used to having a blade that can talk to her. ”I-I’m s-sorry E-Emmie f-for i-ignoring y-you,” Elise said, a bit nervously and stuttering at her sword. She hoped it didn’t make them confused in why she was talking to her weapon.

The Blade glowed a pale green color and had a slightly different thing to it. A feminine voice appeared in her head with a sigh in her tone. ”That’s okay Elise. I know you finally found love with two beautiful girls. I don’t know if your father will be pissed off or happy you found love,” Emmie telepathically said. The Blade had giggled telepathically in Elise’s head since her nickname was adorable. The Blade pulsed multiple colors of a shade of green and it stopped a soon after to allow Elise to talk to Prometheus and Rhagar.

Prometheus wasn’t quite sure if the young woman was speaking to them though honestly at the moment she had bigger problems. Normally she would just ignore the uninvited guest and continue seeing how far this woman would be of use, though at the moment all she was useful for was a new blood bank for the twins to share. The only thing that saved Elise from being tossed aside was how much thicker her blood was. A nice different from the smooth texture from Rhagar’s. But this was and the fact of possibly getting the two inside without forcing the male to reveal his playing hand helped too. Granted after this the girl would be of no more use.

"Excuse me."

The descended sighed as the girl’s eyes shifted towards the guard in annoyance. The words of the man’s earlier warning slipped into her head. Right. Be nice and pretend that your life mattered. Just the perfect advice for this unthought predicament.” All I need is one good slice to this guy's throat. Quick enough to take him out without any problems. Quiet enough before the other one can react. Then again it would be troublesome if someone in the village were to report us. So what if I do play by their rules? This was worth testing out.”

The teenager shifted, as if having trouble moving around, attempting to licking any trace of blood from her mouth, though the effort was rather poorly done. The girl’s head lingered where it was giving Elise the perfect opportunity to either help or expose what they descended did right off the bat.

” If I’m not mistaken, this is mainly going off your shadow by the way, you’re from Vrondi. Which means we’re much closer than originally thought to be. Thank god. You see sir I’ve been traveling for so long in order to find my twin sister and brother again. Yes,, this most likely sounds like the beginning of some made up lie which we’ve came up with but it’s the truth. You see we came from a village located in Nero a long time ago. One we can regrettably show you in about maybe 4 or 5 days from now? Anyways the reason we came here was to look for our Aunt. Who lives either around or inside the city. Though at some point we've become lost. My fault due to being blind.” She explained in a respectful tone.

Nausea slowly filled his stomach as the men slowly crept their way. In a way it wasn’t unusual considering they were outsiders. Even more so when they found out that the twins were registered in the Nero area and he was registered with the Vrondi. One of a few perks from being mostly dragon. The only question was would it help here? Most likely not due to Prometheus’ stunt. If founded out they would have to either figure a way to knock the guards out or kill them where they stood.

Neither would end well considering the odds were in the guards favor. Rhagar grumble as he went to walk towards his sister and her new plaything, only stopping when a voice called out. Instantly the guy froze in place. One guard was coming his way. Not a problem considering the descended wasn’t one to anger authority. His triplets on the other hand was a very different story. Both sisters lived for the thrill. Often times they would be yelled at by villagers for causing mischief and mayhem. Granted that this was long before the attack. Long before their hellish nightmare was even a threat.

” Don’t cause any trouble Prometheus.. Because if you do I’ll kill you myself.” He mentally thought before addressing the man.

” Oh my. I do hope we've haven’t done something wrong already. I was sure my sister and I were behaving quite well.” The man said. When the guard began asking him to help with a barrier he just frowned. ” As much as I would like to I can’t. You see I have two sisters. One that is missing due to an attack on our home and the other that’s talking to your friend. As you can tell she’s blind. The woman that is over there with her was attempting to help my sister up from her resting place. In all honestly I'm glad we’re traveling the same was but I’m very weary about her. Don;t get me wrong. I doubt the woman would hurt my sister. I just don’t trust those I don't know very well. Especially to help my loved ones.”

Elise had a smile on her face when she heard the guard’s voice. She gave a small giggle and kissed Prometheus on the lips since she noticed that Prometheus was having trouble. ”I-I h-hope t-this h-helps… H-Her,” Elise thought in the split second decision she decided to do. She had never really been this reckless before but she felt as if she had to do this. She glanced at the guard and didn’t really want anything to happen to Prometheus. She stopped kissing her to talk to the guard. ”M-My n-name i-is E-Elise N-Nina C-Crimson. I-I w-was t-tasked b-by m-my f-father Z-Zechs t-to f-find m-my E-Eldest B-Brother M-Magnus. I-I h-heard t-the c-capital h-has i-information o-on t-that,” Elise said, happily.

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Zargoth heard Vrondi speak and had a smile on his face. ”Yes, we have much to thank for, in this day and age,” Zargoth responded to the King’s first statement. He had went back to a neutral expression. His mind started to wander because he’s still not used to these banquets at all even before the Dragon God’s death at the hands of the Seraphim. ”I will try to give my insights as much as possible in that serious discussion,” Zargoth said. He felt a chill down his spine for a split second as if, Maria is in trouble and something far darker is going on behind the scenes. He put his hand on his forehead and breathed in heavily. ”That’s not good… I hope nothing is wrong at the Library of Knowledge,” Zargoth thought to himself. He looked down at the ground.

Yioplya looked at her father and slightly worried about what is going on in his head. ”What is my father thinking about now? I hope it isn’t about Maria in specifically,” Yioplya thought to herself, with a worried look on her face. She couldn’t help herself to hum a tune from her childhood, what her mother used to sing to her all the time about going to bed. Her humming to herself was quiet where not many people could hear her because she enjoys the music from the songstress.

Zargoth could hear his daughter humming to herself and felt more relaxed realizing the tune is to remember the past and not dooming to repeat the past mistakes. ”I’ve been living with my daughter underneath the Destroyed Black Dragon Roost. Therefore, the troubles of the now haven’t really been affecting us as much as grieving for the lives lost way before the Dragon War even started,” Zargoth said, with a slight regretful sigh after he had said that. He hasn’t really came into understanding and felt like someone ordered the deaths of his family that was a Dragon and not the Descendants who blindly followed those orders. He remembered his father’s words when he fought Dargoth and they never leave him. ”Why did my father say, those words, ‘It cannot be, I already killed you along time ago.’ Zargoth thought to himself with his hand on his chin thinking of what it all meant. He looked directly at the King Vrondi. ”I will be making sure no more past mistakes happen in the now. I don’t want anymore massacres to happen like they did underneath the Dragon God’s Rule. I think I can finally understand why my father didn’t harm any of the Descendants during that long hard fought war to be free of the Dragon God’s influence,” Zargoth said, with a determined look on his face.

Yioplya couldn’t help herself but look at her father’s demeanor change and how he was talking awe inspiring for her. She giggled cutely towards her father. ”My dad is good at one thing and that’s making sure no more bad things happen,” Yioplya said, with a smile on her face. She wasn’t really affected much about the past anymore even though her mother’s song helps her sleep at night. ”I wish my mom could still be alive…,” Yioplya thought to herself.

@Rai

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Paon found his gaze rewarded with a man purchasing seraphim. He slowly brought the goblet to his lips as he let himself analyze the situation. The merriment that was occurring around him was not nearly as much of interest to him as was the individual taking such interest in the seraphim.

Paon focused in on the details he could get from the man even with the mask. He memorized the features especially as the man spoke of keeping the female by his daughter's side. A lowering of the goblet a look slightly to the left of people. Onyx gaze not truly focusing on anyone, or so it looked. He was in fact focused on the bidding and who made the purchases. His thoughts analyzing the nero man with the mask that had made the purchase of the female.

Paon gave a tongue flick that was barely visible as wasu asked him. A look of annoyance shooting through his features. "Quite possibly a target" He had been heavily annoyed by that other dragon. The male asking far too many questions for his liking. Too many questions and too much distraction. He gave a roll of his shoulder and gave a slight blind side eye toward wasu. "Whom are you thinking it is we are looking for in this room?" He did not expect an exact answer from his fellow assassin, but he was highly curious as to what wasu was thinking. His onyx eyes moved back to the left of people, but that movement was incredibly hard to notice given the entirety of the eyes were that color.

“Well then perhaps you should head inside the walls. There is a festival going on and it is hosting every queen and king across the lands. If I were not so busy recruiting for the gate I would enjoy a fine drink handed down from the Royals undesirable wine collections. Even their scraps are like gold to us commoners.” He chuckled with hands on his hips. He looked over the Nayu girl as he spoke. Her blindness made him comfortable with staring at her. He then looked to Elise who spoke. They were positioned by the tree and the breeze was brief and gentle only visible through the bobbing grass ends. The clouds were not able to block the strong sunlight that cast a golden hue over the grass fields that made up the farm lands around the Vrondi capital walls.

“Elise Nina Crimson. That's a fine name.” He lifted his silver helmet which had a few leaves on it and peered down at Elise’s neck. He found the blood coagulation in light crimson holes on her neck to be alarming as shown through his widening eyes. He looked at the Nayu girl. “You're visiting your aunt.. Have you been briefed on Vrondi customs and laws?” He looked back to see the other guard and what he was doing with a serious furrowed brow line.

“Missing? Well if you have a reward we can post a search paper. I suppose she isn't from around here… Are you a citizen of these lands?” As he asked he Rhagar glanced over to the guard that was speaking to Rhagars sister and friend and noticed the look the guard was giving him. we have a feeding here.. The guard before Prometheus glared now at her and to Elise. “Do you have a contract with each other to feed on Vrondi land?” He asked her while glaring at Elise and her visible bite wound.
@Demonic Angel
@Landaus Five-One

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A knock on the door could be heard. “I assume you are ready?” Spoke the servant behind the door. Without confirmation the door creaked open and the Nayu servant, with his slicked back hair and black horns, walked in. His eyes were white. His Nayu blindness was clear. He merely looked forward with his back straight and his gloved hands behind his back. “Ms. Moriarty. This way please. That is if you are ready.” His elegant voice was monotone to the point of being bland. He however lowered a hand to Lila awaiting her grasp. “I will guide you to the gathering.”

The door closed behind the two as Lila walked through the door. The door was normal looking and even worn. So as Virias attempted to break it down along with the walls around it a barrier of dark mist would appear where the damage would take place. Upon trying to collide with the wall or door he would sink into it and would find himself in complete darkness for a brief second before appearing opposite of where he was. The servant chuckled as he walked. “Do not worry about your friend dear. He has an important role only Mirror knows. And he will have a fun in my room of madness.”

Lila was presented to the gathering as a young girl the servant has guided in. The Royals looked in awe. Many did not know of her and were eager to talk. “My who does your attire? You're just like a doll. Oh dear if only you had your sight to see how beautiful you are.” Blood in glass cups was consumed around Lila with laughter and more inquiries. “What's your name?” Asked a Nayu man with a mask and silver ornaments on his horns and silky black hair. The servant turned to the man. “She is of the Moriarty family…” The Royals looked amongst each other. “The Moriarty family? My word such a rich heritage.” The chatter amongst Lila's small circle of Royals led to gushing and talks on the Moriarty lineage. “It's a shame that they were nearly wiped out. No doubt this young one here is a cousin of the main branch.” A more elderly Nayu royal muttered. The servant reached down to Lila's ear. “I will keep an eye on you. Go. Await your call and try to enjoy being a Nayu for once.” He smiled with positive energy embracing his vocals and into Lila's mind.
@13org
@Deos Morran

The music went on and the dance floor opened up. Food was still being served, slaves being sold, Therosi and Nero guards scattered about. The man who purchased a slave stopped by a group of Royals who spoke on his purchase openly. “You're going to spoil her.” Chuckled one royal man. “I know but she enjoys making friends. Even with slaves. Ought to teach her the proper way to see a slave.” He replied with a bit of a shrug. “Ooooh. And how's that?” Asked another. He looked down at the seraphim girl connected to the chain In his palms. She was looking down barely seeming able to remain awake. “By raising my child with a slave she will grow with them and she will learn that a slave is a helper, a tool, and a privilege. If she needs her ass wiped her first thought should be ‘why isn't my slave doing this’?” They all broke into a bit of a roar over this and continued their idle chat.

@BlackPanther