As Herunes started to get up and head to the door, he smiled at Azmuns speech and stopped half way as he made his way to the door. Though what caught his attention most is the young templar spoke allowed, the one who had been silent and expressionless finally decided to...give us his name.

[i] Oh so now he speaks as I leave... such a shame... perhaps a room full of daemons is getting to him? [/i] Herunes went over to the door opening it, he found another warlock standing there as the others did before. Quickly Herunes smile dropped as he gave a long sigh 'You're late....very late. Warlock.' His tone turned bitter, Herunes despised later-comers... he often lets it slip if they arrive in style or had reason. But this one wasn't even seen at the castle before now... which frustrated Herunes. He barged passed the warlock and walked on into the hallways. After moments of walking a guard rushed over to Herunes. 'Your 'Friend' is here to see you' The guard obviously sceptical of daemons having friends among mortal world. 

'I had expected as much, give me his location and I shall go to him' Herunes coldly replied.

'Uh he's outside the city... we ain't letting [i] him [/i] inside.' The guard responded with almost an angered tone.

'Very well, you may go now' and so he did. Herunes understood very well why his friend wasn't allowed inside... he didn't look well... never has. Probably because he's half dead...

As he got outside of the gates he only then started to feel the cold sharp air press down on him, he liked it, though he got frustrated with the wind blowing his hair in his face so he tucked it in his clothes. Off to the side near a dying tree he saw a tall man leaning up against it, no taller than Herunes... they even looked similar. His hair was long and white, his skin pale as the snow surrounding him. His eyes glowed a frightening orange. He wore a black robe around his body. Herunes smiled 'It has been too long Sepherus, i'm glad to say that one hundred years has not killed you...' reaching out his arm for a shake.

Sepherus reached out his arm to greet and the sound of bones cracking in the shoulder echoed off into the clearing 'It was not an easy hundred years waiting on your return... though fear not.... our plan is still in place.'