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Anaya tilted her head as she looked to all that were around her “Samuel!” she called out as she knew that in the dinning hall to the side he would be able to hear her. And as she had assumed he had come out with half a leg of something in his mouth, it looked like a boar or some sort of hooved pig. His bright green eyes flickered as he looked around there was blood and strangers and oh that is a good thing the slave boy was almost dead, maybe he could finish the slave boy off. Samuel took another bite of his meat leg and then walked over to the throne tossing his backside into the throne to anayas side and then kissing her on the forehead showing he was her mate to any needed strangers. Anayas eyes did not move from the guest asking for gem stones and acting and feeling a bit off. She did not like the feeling she was getting, and it made her holy aura flicker, larger, then slightly smaller then back to larger, she was pulsing and the feeling was unseddleing. “you wish gem stones for what reason, our stones are not cheep to gain, what do you have in offer of trade for a royal stones?” she asked sternly her red eyes not leaving him as she moved noki to the side of her lap more to her hip then to anything else. But then she paused and moved Noki down to the floor to cling to her brother. Both little ones together in a heap sleeping at her feet allowed her more room to be able to move and act if needed. As well if she could not do something she knew Samuel would be on his feet before anyone would see it coming, wyverns and there speed was astounding. Anayas eyes then moved to sona and the man that had basically dragged the bleeding boy in. “come now, give sona to me and we shall get him healed it is good the blades are gone” the man nodded his head and brought sona over the floor after the queens sister had removed the blades from the male that had saved him. “i h..hope he will be alright , miss” john said softly as he backed up allowing Anaya to take sona in her arms and drape him over her already blood covered body. Dragon blood was already a magical thing, so being blood covered by her own golden dragon babys was going to help the healing and make things move faster. She looked at sona for a moment “dumb boy” then looking back up over to samuel “if there are dead or living men in the grounds i want them removed and cleaned up we don't need blood on the grass to draw in the evil. Samuel once this matter of gems is handled and our guest is gone you are to go clean them up and handle that matter yourself. ” sam nodded as Anayas red eyes looked back to there guest that was asking about gem stones and at the same time making her uncomfortable.

Guest_Vestrel: ~Verial reacted immediately to the being that entered the room. Its senses seemed heightened and as with all things interaction even on a scale that was sensory was not lost upon him, he felt the attempted intrusion yet did not respond. The amulet pulsed in recognition of this fact trying to gauge the creatures output. The chaos within flaring momentarily its effect would be to seek to block any attempt to gauge him mentally. He stepped away as the creature approached him its intention it seemed to be subservient he assumed to the creature he was addressing. The visual remained intact as he moved casually to the creatures left extending the distance between the creature and this illusionary form. He studied its energy signature trying to work out its intention as it began to kneel. Not very careful to engage another with sense and assume the engagement would not be felt. He gestured at the artwork upon the walls and spoke~,’’I imagine a land with such riches is abundant in such stones?’’ The words fell away smoothly in a perfect opposite to that which simmered within. The flow of energy within this chamber constantly being weighed. The chaos within still held in place after all it would not be wise to let loose in this structure. He sought answers to things that numbered more importantly than chaotic interaction among the assembled creatures as good as that thought would be he was intent on finishing the task in hand. Verial smiled at the kneeling creature while walking away from it the easy smile held almost a knowing hint at the unspoken interaction. ~ ‘’Does your land hold such artefacts? I would be happy to barter for such’’ ~The energy changed quickly then as did the manner of the being in white. The aura of it seemed disturbed still he was there to barter and he held to this fact whilst inwardly preparing should things change quickly. The hidden amulet beat faster now, if it could be seen ripples of its power would be seen reverberating from him. Shadow binding upon the hidden form, its build up still hidden visually yet definitely perceptible to any that were trained to see or indeed feel such force. He positioned himself to better see the host he was speaking to and the unknown creature that had entered the room and that which she spoke to. Whilst making his way towards a chair to take a seat, of course he would assume as was his nature that this would be accepted as hospitality from this host of sorts~ ’’What trade do you require? I deal in many things’’ He gestured towards the seat in a questioning manner. The chaos within building with each moment~

Guest_SonaTheShadowDragonGuest_SonaTheShadowDragon Whisper: "Satanael... Is darkness wrong?" Sona looked down, the Queen's words echoed in his head about how 'darkness was evil'. "Darkness... Darkness and Light are the very essences of life, with light, there is no Darkness. And without Darkness, there is no Light..." The dragon spoke in a slow and dreadful voice as Sona stood there and listened. "Then why is the Queen so obsessed with purging all that is related to Darkness?" Sona asked the dragon, in hopes of getting an answer. "The answer is quite simple... Light and Darkness are in a constant fight. Holy beings exist to purge the Darkness, and the so-called Unholy beings exist to purge the Light..." The dragon paused as he noticed Sona's confusion. "It's basically like Demons and Angels..." The dragon added up to its sentence as Sona nodded quietly. "So I'm supposed to purge the Queen...?" Sona looked up at the dragon once more as he got a little worried. "That depends... Do you hate her...?" The dragon tilted its head as Sona thought about it. "No, I don't..." He replied with a quiet voice. "Then you don't have to even think of killing her..." The dragon raised its head proudly as it looked down at Sona. "I shall see you here next time you end up in the same state... But let's hope you don't..." The dragon said to Sona as it nodded. Sona was about to leave the Velvet Room as the dragon stopped him. "Oh and... Good job, today you made a huge step... You've become something that the world has never seen, you're something unique and beautiful... Not human, nor dragon... You're an interesting specimen indeed... You can go now..." And with that, everything started fading into the distant darkness, soon Sona had regained his consciousness and he had come back to the real world. He slowly opened his eyes, only to feel the same warm embrace, it was the Queen, he was once again in the Queen's arms. For some reason, Sona thought that he couldn't be happier than that, he smiled quietly and tried to move closer to her with the little movement he was able to do, after all, most of his bones were broken, or cracked, though mostly broken.
RavenDeLaRose: Having her sister take over made her feel a bit better as she knew in her hands the boy would die no doubt. as stated before she could not heal, but she was able to remove that which stop her sister from healing him some she felt good that she could help the edge of her dress though was now a bloody mess and it was hard to get up from where she was, she did get up but was a bit wobbly as she did so. some things are just easier with four legs she thought. Looking over as she walks back to her chair she saw the man talking of some sort of jams she was not sure and it being not polite to ease drop she did not try to figure out. Seeing Sam there made her go timed again and she was quick to take her seat again. Normal she would hide her face in a book but with none to her found she just lowered her head as sat quite as not to draw any attention to herself. Mystic was still napping but boredom was beginning to kick in the children in no heath or want to play mystic got up and started to roam around the throne room looks for a guard to play with umm yes. She like to raw and look at which one would start to shake at her baring fangs this alone amused her even every so often snapping at them as if to bit them she strong and brave one stood still but there was a few that jumped and even scream like a girl those mystic like to .Play with most. Her tail twitch as she hunted out who was going to Play with the kitty.

PayneZileQueenPayneZileQueen Whisper: Seeing as the Lady was too occupied, with both the Slave, and the stranger that stood next to him. Damon remained kneeling down. He sensed the Dark from the stranger, and it knew that Damon sensed him, a soft smirk appeared on Damons face, knowing that he was right about what he had felt. And when the stranger moved, seeming to be wanting to avoid Damon. Damon simply moved his head slightly to keep an eye on the stranger. Who's aura was starting to ripple. It sure was noticible, and Dark. But it wasn't attacking, not yet at least. Damon moved his left hand, resting it on the floor, flattening his palm. Then he raised it slightly, as if it looked that he was still resting his hand on the floor. While in actuality, he was forming a flame on the inside of his palm. He hasn't shown his skills when it came to his element to anyone in this particular place. But that would soon change if the stranger did attack.

SahlielxInteritio: Drip..Drip..drip the sounds of the condensation building up and splattering on the moist cobblestone in the darkends closet was rythmatic. Its sounds was easy enough to lull anyone into a deep sleep. Thankfull for the clothes he had grabbed he would be cold and chilled to the bone. Drip.. Drip..Drip.. the sounds continued throught the night not disturbing his meditative state but only for a moment. Then it was gone. Asleep his head rocked forward and he was gone. At first it was nothing. Darkness and the void.. Death? No he did not die was merely asleep. Deep and deep the sounds echoing in his head. Drip.. Drip.. Drip... then silence. Drifting in his own mind in the void that was without dreams that all consuming silence. "Waxing and waning drifting between worlds the darkness it too much. Take it away." he spoke but no words came out. "Haku!!" the sound of a girl pierced his ears. Cries began to echo and fill the void. "Make it stop make it stop make it stop." he screamed out only to find it was his own screams being echoed back. "What kind of madness or hell is this. I have done nothing wrong." he whispered. "Why my dear severn I need you to fetch me some sandalwood shavings from the mill, Some jasmine and myrrh from the apothecaries. You will do this for me right?" echoed back in the darkness. The voice was totally different from the voice before it was dark sounded evil. Malice filled the void as pain unlike ever felt in his life. Splinters like cracks streaking across the darkness in his mind. It felt as if He himself would explode. "Wh...kii? kii? kii?" he screamed grabing at his head in failed attempts to bring himself out of this hell. Drip..Drip..Drip.. Then it was silence once more. Waves upon waves of emotions not his own came rushing forth from the darkness. A torrential wave of feelings the malice returned this time heavier. Glee? Images filled the void white lilies stained red with blood. A yound girl crying slowly fading to black as the sobbing returned. The emotion of happiness over death? Why? Who would be happy of death. Drip..Drip..Drip A tear fell into the void causing ripples was this the cause of the girl. "I do not know you why do you tormoent me? He screamed only to find it was his own tears that was being shed and he was alone. The ripples returned this time in front of him the darkness showing him the figure of a man. Tall, and proud his vestements declared him royalty. He touched at his face wiping away the tear. Suddenly the face was covered in blood not his own smiling back at him. "Who are you?" they both spoke at the same time the one person maintaining the wicked grin as blood dripped from his hands. The figure reached out for him the blood on his hands pouring out and evil laugh filling the void. Drip..Drip..Drip.. Then it was gone. He was back in the silence that was the void. "You did this it is all you fault." Voices screamed as he started sobbing "Make it all end... No more please make it all stop." he screamed back but there was nothing to reply. The dreamscape changed from void and darkness. To a beautiful forest with a open feild of white lilies. The same man with the young girl dancing on the top of his feet. Laughing and joy. Spinning around kicking up the petals of the lilies in a beautiful masqurade. Drip.. Drip.. Drip.. then it was gone. Again he was drifting in the void his face wet with tear not of his own. "Who.. what have I done?" he cried to himself. "Our contract is now complete" spoke a very sinister voice as the darkness changed to a dimly lit room. Some kind of shadowy shape before the man Collecting the human remains of a girl and what seemed to be a guard. "What kind of horror is this." he stiffled his shock. The shadowy figure immediately spoke. "We are being watched!!" it spoke and without warning it lunged at him. " No!!!" he screamed. Drip..Drip..Drip.. then it too was gone. Warmth filled the room and slowly stired him from this god aweful nightmare as the void began cracking and peeling away. Finally freedom was within his grasps. Light poured into the void as he opened his eyes. Drip..Drip.. Drip.. Nothing had changed.. Was he to be forever stuck in this hellish prison forever tormented on things he had not done. Drifting forever in the dark. Then with a flash he felt the cobblestone floor. He was awake again. The light of day filling the hallways. "How long have i been sleeping?" he muttered to himself. Thankfully it was only his voice to be heard. "What was that dream?" He wondered to himself as he slowly got up the soft clinks of corsain filling the room. He walked over ot he hole in the door and reaches for the handle. Roatinging it till.. click.. the door eases open out into a beautiful hallway. Yet familiar to him. "Yeah i was dragged down here to the throne room. Ohh what fun" he muttered as he started to walk in that direction.. The faint echo in the recesses of his mind.. Drip..Drip..Drip..

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Guest_SonaTheShadowDragon: After observing the army, Sona came to the realization that they were around thirty to forty men. They were approaching the town, slowly but surely, Sona had already raised his guard and prepared himself for a bloodbath. "Wh-... Why are they coming here!?" John looked at his father in a slightly worried and scared look, waiting for a normal answer like, 'they came for an alliance' or 'they are from the Queen's army.' But instead, the old man sighed quietly and shook his head. "They are up to no good... John, you might have to run all the way to the castle and inform the Queen." The old man spoke in a quiet voice as John stood there in shock. "You mean that I'll have to abandon you and leave!?" John yelled at his father, he was clearly panicking, but of course, the old man remained calm and collected. "Nonsense, I'll manage." The old man reassured his Son of his safety with a calm and warm smile, the same smile he had used on Sona. Though, that heartwarming moment was interrupted by the sound of many footsteps and the sound of a man. "Well well well, what do we have here?" A medium sized man had walked up to Sona and the family, his whole image was intimidating, probably because of the gigantic and heavy looking sword on his back, though Sona wasn't really intimidated. The man's green emerald eyes turned to look at Sona, then the old man and John. "I and my boys are hungry, so what do you have to offer for us?" The man spoke in a bold and cold tone, not even respecting the fact that he was but a stranger asking for food. "We have nothing but bread and water to offer, oh great warrior." The old man answered to the man, unlike his son, the old man didn't seem to be scared of the man and his army that had just halted in front of his house. "Perfect! Then you may go fetch some bread and water for us." The man was already giving orders, without being told to, John had already walked into the house to fetch some bread and water. After a minute or two, he came out, walked up to the man and offered the food to him. The man, of course, took what was given to him. He started consuming the bread, when he was done, he had drunk all the water he was given. "Unfortunately, oh great warrior, this is all we have to offer." The old man paused for a second. "If you want more, there is a tavern just ahead of the road, you and your tired men can go there, eat and drink to your heart's content." The old man finished, the man didn't seem very pleased. "I, the great warrior of the north, Dan, come to your house and this is all you have to offer me!?" The man seemed furious for some reason, of course, Sona knew that he was just searching for an excuse to cause havoc and kill the citizens. "But, great warrior we-" The old man tried to speak, only to be interrupted by the backslapping he received from the man. John, of course, seeing his father being attacked, snapped. He charged at the man with all his might, of course, the man was expecting him to do so and had already drawn out a small dagger without John realizing it, he was but a mere farmer, after all, he had no experience over fighting and the man was clearly setting him up. Sona, of course, wouldn't allow such thing to happen, the moment he saw the man pulling out the dagger, decided to take action. Without hesitation, Sona- who was out of the man's sight- dashed in and kicked the man on his left side, forcing him off balance. The man, of course, fell to the dirty mud, John stopped, and the man's army was rather, shocked- if not angry. "How dare you!?" The man turned and glared at Sona, of course, he was greeted with the same emotionless expression as everyone else. And that made the man all the angrier, he pointed at Sona. In a matter of seconds, three soldiers jumped on Sona, forcing him to his knees as they restrained him by holding his hands and his neck. Dan stood up and shortly made his way to Sona, without saying a word, he kicked him in his stomach, Sona felt the pain but showed no expression. "All you had to do was obey... And I would've taken this town without force, but now... Now I'm angry! I will make sure I burn this town and erase it from this world!" Dan yelled as he threw another kick at Sona. He then turned his attention to the old man and John. "Well, don't blame me really, this is what happen when you mess with the wrong people..." With that said, Dan walked up to the two villagers, without saying a word, he started beating down on the old man, throwing him on the ground, stepping on him, kicking him in his stomach. When John tried to step in, he was stopped by two soldiers, who started beating him down as well. All Sona could do is watch helplessly as these two innocent citizens were being harmed for no reason by a man who was hungry for power, this was tyranny, and Sona had seen plenty of it, from his childhood days until today. "Are you gonna stand there and watch...?" A voice echoed in Sona's head. "Didn't you say that you were going to change the world, fight for the innocents...?" The voice echoed once more, this time Sona got a slight headache. "Was your decision, a mistake then?" The voice echoed one last time, the pain growing stronger on Sona's head, mostly around the right side of his head for some reason. "You're right... I said I was going to change that... No more running away from myself or my burdens..." Sona kept struggling to free himself, harder than ever. "Oh? Are you finally going to accept the deal?" The voice echoed with a giggle. "You made me wait quite a while... You seek more power correct? Then let us form the pact at once." The voice paused for a second, Sona's headache grew stronger with each passing moment. "I mean, your name has already been disgraced, so why not just take my offer and wreak havoc? A part of you desires it thus..." With that said, Sona felt a rapid increase of pain on his head, enough to make him scream from it. "Vow to me... I am thou, thou art I...." With each passing word, Sona felt his bond with the dragon within growing stronger, that of course, meant that Sona inherited more and more of the dragon's true strength. "Not human, nor dragon. You are the one who now treads in the path of Darkness, you care not about justice, you fight for those who cannot and to protect the ones you love." The voice paused one last time, during this time Sona had managed to free his left hand, it was enough for him to work with. Without hesitation, Sona forced himself to stand up, once he was standing on his feet, he launched his hand on the soldier who had been restraining his right arm. In a matter of seconds, Sona had grabbed the soldier by his neck, with enough strength to force him to let go of Sona's arm and to struggle for escape, now both of Sona's hands were free, he didn't waste much time though, so he simply snapped the soldier's neck with his hand, just by applying enough strength at it. He then turned to the soldier who was holding his neck and punched him in the face, Sona was now free, this would be a bloodbath. "Detest the enemies before you. Change that animosity into power, and unleash it!" The voice echoed in a dreadful yet excited voice in Sona's head. He nodded as he turned to look at the old man and John who were still getting beat down. Within a matter of seconds Sona found himself behind the two guards who were beating up John, with no hesitation, Sona placed his hands on the first soldier's neck and snapped it with a swift movement, before the second soldier could turn to face him, Sona knee the soldier on his back, the sound of bones being crushed could be heard loud and clear. Dan stopped bothering with the old man and turned his attention to Sona, who had now killed three of his guys and knocked one out cold. "So you intend to pick a fight? I have an army, what do you have?!" Dan snapped at Sona, who was slowly lowering his mask, revealing the stitched smile of his. Without even talking, Sona placed his left hand on his mouth and started ripping the stitches off him by force, blood started rolling down to his chin. "I....?" Sona's once emotionless expression had turned into a bloodthirsty one. "I need no army... I AM the army..." Sona laughed in a rather, odd way, he too didn't know what was happening to him. "Let your emotions run wild!" The voice echoed in Sona's head as he kept laughing in a now rather psychotic tone, of course, the headache was still then, but Sona just ignored it. For a moment, Sona turned at John and the old man. "Go inside... This will get ugly..." Sona spoke with a now calm and collected voice as he stared down and their shocked and horrified expressions, it was as if they had seen a monster. John nodded quietly and helped his father up as they quickly ran into their house, locking the door behind them. "No matter, once we kill you we'll go after them, then the entire town!" Dan yelled at Sona. Sona's expression had changed once more as he turned to look at Dan, it was that same, bloodthirsty smile. "Kill me...? That'd be... Amusing to watch... To crush down your hopes as I slaughter all of your men." Sona couldn't help but laugh again, it was as if, he was enjoying it- allowing his emotions run wild, intimidating the enemy to the point of causing them real dread and terror. "Now call upon my name, and release thy rage!" The voice echoed in Sona's head as he nodded. "Come to me, Satanael!" Sona called out to voice, a geyser erupted from his shadow, in a matter of seconds, shadowy geyser took the form of a dragon's upper body. Suddenly, the shadow beast opened his eyes, its abyssal purple eyes locked on its targets, with a swift movement, the beast stretched its bulky hands and it's wings. The beast seemed to be holding something in its mouth, it looked like a blade of some sort. Dan and his men were all shocked and too scared to even run, they were paralyzed with the fear. The beast raises both of its hands up slowly, then slammed its claws down to the floor, as it leaned forward, its mouth right above Sona. It opened it wide as it released a horrific, dreadful and extremely loud roar that echoed to the whole Kingdom. The sheathed katana that was held in the dragon's mouth fell on Sona's hands, it was pitch black with some weird symbols made out of an abyssal purple color on it. "Don't blame me for what happens next, after all, you were the one who said it yourself... Do not mess with the wrong people, or you'll get yourself in trouble..." Sona looked at Dan, mocking him and provoking him right on his face. "Most people often learn from their mistakes, you boys on the other hand... Won't." With that, Sona raised his left hand and snapped his fingers, the shadow beast simply dropped down on Sona, it had lost it forms already as if it was just water. Sona felt the same pain forming all around his body, his skin turned pitch black, his hair grew longer, his previously ragged clothes were replaced with some odd looking clothes that it was out of this world, a dragon horn erupted from Sona's right side of his head, Sona stood straight once more, a moment of silence went by, before two abyssal blue glowing eyes opened, no other characteristics of his face were visible, it was as if he was a shadow with two abyssal blue glowing scleras for eyes. The sheath's symbols changed from abyssal purple to abyssal blue. Sona leaned forward and released another loud, horrific roar, this one, however, if a dragon were to listen to this, they'd definitely understand that it wasn't coming from a dragon, it was something that had never before seen in the history of man, dragon, and man, had formed and unbreakable bond and had fused into one being of immense power. Dan took a couple of steps back in both fear and hesitation. "W-....What are you standing for?! Kill that thing! We've killed a dragon before, so do not be afraid my men! We shall take this beast down! Together!" Dan shook the fear off him and tried to act brave, to raise the morale of his soldiers. They, of course, believed him, since they thought so high and mighty of their leader, Dan raised his left right hand and grabbed the handle of his great sword, when he drew it out of its sheath and raised it in the air, Sona realised that it was no mere blade, it was made out of dragon scales and bones- a dragon slaying weapon. "Attack!" Dan yelled to the top of his lungs as he pointed the tip of his gigantic blade at Sona. His men had already drawn out their weapons and were already rushing at Sona. Some villagers had heard the whole thing and were already watching from a safe distance. Sona took a step back and then rushed in with an unstoppable force that was way beyond the strongest human being, after all, Sona wasn't a human right now, he was something beyond words. When the soldiers came in close range with Sona, it was a huge impact, as if two armies with the same number and manpower. Sona felt the pain of being pierced, after all, the numbers were against him. Though Sona didn't stop, slash after slash, he attacked everything in sight, his form no longer had technique and his battle style no longer looked human either, Sona was fighting more and more like a Berserk Dragon would, every hit was in the one hundred percent of his power and he didn't stop no matter how many time he got pierced, luckily for him, no one had managed to pierce his heart. This went on for a whole a while now, Sona knew that he felt himself more and more tired, slowly giving in to the blood loss, but there was something- a burning feeling that forced him to keep going, most people described that feeling as- "Berserker's rage...." The old man spoke in a shocked and amazed voice as he witnessed Sona fighting. "Berserker's rage is strong, but... I've never seen anything like it... This young man has something much more than the berserk rage..." The old man stood there, John was amazed and surprised, but at the same time, scared and horrified of Sona. "H-How..... How is this possible?!" Dan took three steps back, trying to stomach the fact that his whole army was now nothing more than a pile of lifeless, decapitated corpses. Sona stood in the middle of this bloody mess, the whole area was now filled with blood, severed limbs and weapons that were lying on the dirty mud, some broken and some were simply bathed in blood and mud. Sona, of course, wasn't in the best condition either, he had many wounds and was losing blood, there was a tomahawk stabbed on his right side, a sword stabbed in his right shoulder, a dagger on his left thigh, and three to four arrows on his back. Not even Sona himself knew why was he able to stand tall after all these bruises, cuts and weapons stuck on him, he probably had broken many bones as well. Suddenly, Sona turned to face Dan, who was scared for his life, he then started making his way up to him slowly, he couldn't even hold his blade properly, Sona was dragging his blood bathed katana on the dirty mud, he probably had enough stamina for a swing or two, maybe three powerful swings. Dan snapped once more and ran up to Sona, raising his dragon-slaying blade up in the air, about to hammer it down on Sona and probably cut him in half. When Dan was close enough, Sona stepped in and with a swift strike, pierced Dan's heart, killing him in an instant. Sona pulled his blade out and watched as the lifeless corpse that used to be Dan falling on the dirty mud before his feet, his dragon-slaying sword fell in the mud as well, through Sona was smart enough to allow his shadow to consume the sword, he'd need that for later. After a moment of silence, Sona raised his claws in the air and stretched them to each side, releasing one last horrific, loud roar, it was a roar of victory, yet a warning to anyone else who could've been an enemy. After that, Sona dropped to his knees, as he started going back to his old human self, the pitch black color of his skin started wearing off his skin like paint, it went down until it had gone all the way into his shadow, Sona's hair were now longer, his ears were slightly pointy and the dragon horn hard remained on the right side of his face. The infected part of his face was now gone, completely and his iris color had changed from a crimson red and abyssal purple to a deep abyssal, with his pupils now being in a shape of a sharp edged cross. As Sona fell down on the dirty mud, unconscious, the old man and John ran out to his aid. "Quickly John, take him to the Queen right now, his life is in danger!" The old man said to his son, John nodded and picked up Sona, walking as fast as possible to the castle, ascending the hill. "J-Jeez... you're so heavy... Don't die on me you hear!?" John yelled at Sona, who was unconscious and couldn't hear it, but it's the thought that counts. After an hour or so, John finally reached the front door of the castle, he looked at the now shocked guards. "You must call her majesty now! He'll die if you don't do anything!" John begged the guards, luckily for him, the guards were not heartless and nodded as they opened the door and rushed in the main hall, John followed them while holding Sona tightly, his legs were shaking a little from his trip, and from the fear of seeing the Queen for his first time. "Your Majesty, we have an emergency!" One of the guards kneeled down and asked for the Queen's aid.

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AzamiCore: -Xera decided to go out the window once again. It was shuch a nice wet day to go enjoy the out doors. While she climb down the vine the rain seem to gush down more making it hard for her to see. She waited holding on to the vines. She would move slowly down again but one of the grasp of vine with her right hand and it was slipery  and she kept trying a diffrent spot but it still was slipery as the other vine broke in her right hand. She went falling down, her head hit the tree braking her neck and waigt of her body tuged her downward. She lands hard on the ground and her body broken in many areas. There would be no life left in her body maybe one of the guards would find her body,-

RavenDeLaRose: Mystic did know that hiss meant back off so she did as she just flopped her body over on the floor. Laying there watching over her Anaya and the children as her long tail swished back and forth. Hear head would lay between her front paws and she let out a soft muffles yawn. The words sister from the queen’s lips felt good to hear she never had a sister and with no mother now it was nice to feel she had a family that wanted her. The smile was there as she hear the fares sister but as she looked down she saw the poor hurt young one.  It shocked her to see this and she wanted to help but black unicorns cannot heal at least she could not do so. If born like all unicorns pure and white she could heal them but as it were she was not and could not. she looked over at Samuel he made her a bit nervous though she did not know why so she was grateful when he got up for food and left. still Raven could since the week state in which the queen was in, this sadden Raven as she did not know what she could do to help. “you look worn. sister is there a way I may ease your burden if only to give your body a little rest” her soft words were well meant thought she was not sure a black unicorn could be of any use. -

Guest_Vestrel: ~The guard approached as was his manner from the start. Drunken and ill mannered, Verial shrugged away from him and cast his deceptively innocent eyes upon the being. ~’’I have business of a kind that doesn’t concern the likes of you’’ ~Funny to see that servants regardless of power or station always responded the same to those that controlled them. Verial knew only too well, even for he the shell that existed to serve another’s whims. To refuse was something that did not bear thought. The illusion held now very well and it would seem that nothing had been seen as untoward. The energy signatures flowed now each life force intermingled in a dance around its host to almost drown out each other in this unseen dance of energy, at least to those beings not gifted with seeing the ripples of life force and auras that accompanied sentient beings. He moved forward emboldened by the invitation from the creature which stood as a central figure within this hall. Female in appearance and cradling lower forms around her as a mother would a new borne to their breast. The intent was clear, this was a creature that held those it cared for tightly. It sat dressed in white with blue blood splattered upon its form in chaotic manner. One creature at ist lap the other prostrating itself upon her lower limbs. Others were there too, a cat like being and a humanoid that vied for its attention. Verial studied the auras of each at least that which was seen and contemplated their alignment as well as any changes in their outputs that would alert him to a change in the atmosphere and their place within it. The use of the amulet was necessary although the thought did cross his corrupted mind that one versed in such tricks of deception would see or sense its use yet even so the risk was worth it to engage in dialogue with this host~ ‘’I am Anur’’ ~ he gestured openly. The blues of his pompous attire accentuating the appearance of a noble. He moved forwards looking directly upon the creature that had almost signalled him to enter. The footfalls of his feet echoing lightly to seem to answer each other as the voices did within this cavernous environment. Dark stone stood as if considering the lowly beings that conversed with each other. A being seemed injured and the very energy it expelled almost caused him to pause and engage and maybe try drain its force. Yet the mind held stil,l there were bigger things at stake and even he approached new surroundings with a calculating mind. He spoke then the naturalness of his speech surprising the ruined sense of self that lay hidden beyond the surface~’’ I am looking to speak to those that deal in artefacts or the knowledge of them’’ ~The amulet pulsed beneath his clothing at the mention of the word as if it had been awakened. His intent to hide any output from its power and better attain what he needed~

Anaya: her eyes looked out as the man ran into the castle with the broken and bloody Sona, the slave boy was a mess, there was weapons in his body and he looked like he had come out of a battle, stupid slave would have to be bound to the castle to not get like this again, the amount of healing that would have to be used to heal that would be immense, and at the moment her children needed it more then he did, but at the same time if she sent him away with nothing he would surely bleed out on one of the tables wall the maids and nurses would be dumb founded to fix something like that, and that would also place them in danger if the boy that clearly had killed others, and could very much so snap due to pain and kill her maids and the nurses, and she did not want to get more. But then there was the fact moving right now with Noki on her lap would hurt the now sleeping Noki as she was not well enough to move, and the room on her lap was running thin, there was getting to the point there was not much room “bring Sona here, and guards remove the weapons in him and allow him to come to my lap, he can rest with me and Noki for a short while so he can heal then will be able to be mended in the medical wing later this afternoon” she was stern with her words and hell now she was feeling more like a mother then ever. A son at her leg clinging to her like his life was in danger, Noki a daughter sleeping with her head on his chest and now she would have a slave boy bleeding out after doing god knows what plopped in her lap like a sand bag. It was the wonder fo caring for her people, but she was far from happy about it. “Raven, sister, if you can can you remove the blades from the slave boys body, he seems to have gotten himself into a mess as of late, then he can be healed in my lap” the guard hearing the words of getting raven to do it backed right off allowing the girl to do the word he was going to do and more then likely do it in a nicer fashion. She looked over hearing another voice that introduced its self to the group. Her red eyes watched him as he walked over wanting knowledge about artifacts “come forth the, Anur what is it in knowledge do you seek” Anaya's aura moved a little a large holy ring around her, a sort of if you pass this i will react on it marker line in the sand. No one could see it normally but you could feel it if you passed it and it was about five feet or so around her and her children.

iNomad: Having watched the boy Sona's battle from afar, the man in the great oak overlooking the forest at the base of the hill shook his head quietly. Needless blood it seemed, reminding him why he didn't like people. Why he kept himself secluded in the woods. He moved up to the top of the oak where he foun a parting in the branches to seat himself with his legs crossed and his back against the base of the tree. Reaching to pull the bag from his hip quietly and pull a book as the rain raged on. He opened the book to the first few pages muttering a few soft words. The words were an incantation of sorts though when the incantation finished, the rain fall began to part only a few feet above him, landing around him in a funnel almost like an umbrella. He read quietly with his emerald green eyes glowing, it almost looked as though the great oak were alove, eyes overlooking the forest, pointed towards the town. He trailed his fingertips quietly over the pages, reading closely over the book. Once in a while he'd mutter an incantation. This time making the wind sway and the rain beat up against the barrier he'd made to keep the rain away. With this much rain, the glow of his eyes could easily be mistaken for anything, even a trick with the light. He'd been here long enough to be thought of by the villagers as a forest spirit. Contrary to the fact he wasn't, no villager had ever set eyes on him. He stayed hidden below the treeline when the rain was not there to cover his appearance. During the rain was the perfect time to continue his arcane training. To further master his power over the arcane power he'd only recently learned to manifest. It would be a great deal of time before he finally mastered them. His emerald eyes trailed a low glow at the top of the tree watching visitors come and go from the castle at all hours. He cared little for interaction, so long as they left him alone and caused no unnecessary damage to the forest, he had no reason to interact with them.

Guest_SonaTheShadowDragon: After hearing the Queen's orders, John nodded quietly as he held Sona gently, allowing the person who was to remove the weapons from him with ease. Without saying a word, John looked over at the female that was sitting on the throne. "So that's the all might Queen huh...?" John mumbled to himself in a quiet tone as he tried to gather his courage to inform the Queen of what had happened. "Y-Your Majesty, Sona here got hurt because he was protecting us- the town from being burnt down by some sort of an army!" John looked down, not daring to look at the Queen in the eyes. Meanwhile, while Sona was unconscious, he found himself in the same hallway, filled with empty prison cells. "Looks like you found yourself here again... At least this time you accepted the contract... And you were strong enough to go berserk with it..." Sona heard a very familiar and dreadful voice coming from behind him. Without hesitation, he turned to look. The once gigantic cell was gone, and the dragon within that cell was no longer chained. "Satanael..." Sona looked up, admiring the dragon's full glory as it was now free. "We've come so far, Sona... and lucky for you... You'll even survive... your wounds are going to be healed within the upcoming moments..." The dragon lowered its head to Sona's level, Sona, of course, raised his hand and gently placed it on the dragon, rubbing it gently. "Well, at least everyone is safe... That is all that matters..." Sona spoke in a quiet voice as he smiled, he too was now free from his own chains.

RavenDeLaRose: - -A gulp in her throat she stood up as her hand held the hem of her dress she walked over and stooped down this being a bit harder than most as she was a unicorn her hoof did not bend the same way. she leans close to him on her knees as her hand gently gripped hide side and she ran her hand along the blade “I will try to make this as painless as possible sir. but please do not fear what I’m about to do” as she spoke a black smoke flowed from her horn. It flowed around his wound and wrapped around the weapon like a glove. By doing this she could remove the weapon and not damage his wound any worst. Then she tilted her head back and focus as she did the weapon dislodged form the wound as easy as a knife from soft butter. The black smoke then dropped the knife on the floor beside him and faded away. “what now my Qu…sister” she looked over to the queen as if to get more orders. Then she dabbed his wound with a piece of her skirt she then she let out smoke again to and it then it flowed in to his wound this would stop the bleeding and ease the pain. “I cannot heal but I can stop the bleeding while we move your body over to the queen so she can”

PayneZileQueen: Having spend more than half of his entire life in banishment, being alone and living in the caves at the desert of Ignoros. Sure made Damon a lone wolf. Not someone who is able to get along with every person out there. He was flirtatious, this was known. A trait that many Fire Elf has, and surely shows. But his past and the Demon that recided inside of him were unusual, not just for an Elf, but for many person out there in general. Enjoying the rain, Damon had been outside since he had gotten out of his room in the west wing of the castle. The cold didn't bother him, nor did the wetness of the rain. His species temperature was controllable, and the water did not really touch his skin, but evaporated just above it. Damon's black hair, on the other hand. Did get wet. A swift movement of his body formed into a spinning kick in mid air. His right leg hitting a wooden target, quickly followed by his left. Before he landed onto the muddy ground, remaining balanced by having his left hand touching the floor among with his feet. The fingertips gently brushed the mud, his right knee bent and his left leg stretched. He stood very low to the ground before he got up and straightened himself. Damon's wet coat rested on a crate right behind him. As Damon was simply wearing his black pants and boots. It was an easier way for him to work out, in his opinion. And the wooden target was shown nicely thanks to the rain. It made everything even more visible in the black and gray image that Damon had of the world thanks to his blindfold, hiding his black and red irises. The only visible image that Damon was not entirely what he seemed to be. Hearing loud sounds coming from the inside of the castle. With a sigh, Damon shook his head. Loud noises usually meant that there was nothing good happening inside, and even though Damon was but a mere guest. He felt that he could be useful in any way that the Lady would allow him. Walking inside, going through the kitchen and towards the main halls. He felt the eyes of many female maid looking at him. And when he got closer, he saw some maids in fear. Damon raised a brow, even though it was barely noticible thanks to the black cloth that covered his eyes. Wondering what was going on, until he set his view on the unconscious boy, or man. A Slave, that was for sure. Damon stayed in the shadows for a little moment. Waiting for a moment that wouldn't interrupt anything. Once the boy was moved, Damon moved forward to try and seek out the Lady. Once he saw the Lady, he noticed someone dressed in a lot of blue showing a contract. It felt odd, the Demon inside of him started to rage. It felt Darkness, this much Damon knew. It was easy to have something that Damon had, immediatly giving him a sixth sense when it cames to the matters of the Dark. Though he wasn't sure if it came from the person, or the artifact that he was showing. Not caring for any consequence. Damon stepped forward and then stood beside the man. Wanting to feel more of the Darkness than he had done from the distance. Trying to pin point the location of what he felt. He kneeled, showing off his respect for the Lady, looking down at the ground. "Milady, it seems that there are quite some things going on, inside and outside of the walls. I know I am but a mere guest in your House. But I would like to help. It would be both as a matter of gratitude towards you. For taking me in and offering me a place to stay, apart from the stables." The dark energy that the man in blue was giving off, became more clear for Damon, though it was unknown to him what the man's intentions were. If it was hiding something, or up to no good. Damon would try to stop him, even if it meant that he would be fighting something that was higher in power. Than a mere, fire bending Elf with a Demonic embrace

Anaya: Anaya tilted her head as she looked to all that were around her “Samuel!” she called out as she knew that in the dinning hall to the side he would be able to hear her. And as she had assumed he had come out with half a leg of something in his mouth, it looked like a boar or some sort of hooved pig. His bright green eyes flickered as he looked around there was blood and strangers and oh that is a good thing the slave boy was almost dead, maybe he could finish the slave boy off. Samuel took another bite of his meat leg and then walked over to the throne tossing his backside into the throne to anayas side and then kissing her on the forehead showing he was her mate to any needed strangers. Anayas eyes did not move from the guest asking for gem stones and acting and feeling a bit off. She did not like the feeling she was getting, and it made her holy aura flicker, larger, then slightly smaller then back to larger, she was pulsing and the feeling was unseddleing. “you wish gem stones for what reason, our stones are not cheep to gain, what do you have in offer of trade for a royal stones?” she asked sternly her red eyes not leaving him as she moved noki to the side of her lap more to her hip then to anything else. But then she paused and moved Noki down to the floor to cling to her brother. Both little ones together in a heap sleeping at her feet allowed her more room to be able to move and act if needed. As well if she could not do something she knew Samuel would be on his feet before anyone would see it coming, wyverns and there speed was astounding. Anayas eyes then moved to sona and the man that had basically dragged the bleeding boy in. “come now, give sona to me and we shall get him healed it is good the blades are gone” the man nodded his head and brought sona over the floor after the queens sister had removed the blades from the male that had saved him. “i h..hope he will be alright , miss” john said softly as he backed up allowing Anaya to take sona in her arms and drape him over her already blood covered body. Dragon blood was already a magical thing, so being blood covered by her own golden dragon babys was going to help the healing and make things move faster. She looked at sona for a moment “dumb boy” then looking back up over to samuel “if there are dead or living men in the grounds i want them removed and cleaned up we don't need blood on the grass to draw in the evil. Samuel once this matter of gems is handled and our guest is gone you are to go clean them up and handle that matter yourself. ” sam nodded as Anayas red eyes looked back to there guest that was asking about gem stones and at the same time making her uncomfortable.

Guest_Vestrel : ~Verial reacted immediately to the being that entered the room. Its senses seemed heightened and as with all things interaction even on a scale that was sensory was not lost upon him, he felt the attempted intrusion yet did not respond. The amulet pulsed in recognition of this fact trying to gauge the creatures output. The chaos within flaring momentarily its effect would be to seek to block any attempt to gauge him mentally. He stepped away as the creature approached him its intention it seemed to be subservient he assumed to the creature he was addressing. The visual remained intact as he moved casually to the creatures left extending the distance between the creature and this illusionary form. He studied its energy signature trying to work out its intention as it began to kneel. Not very careful to engage another with sense and assume the engagement would not be felt. He gestured at the artwork upon the walls and spoke~,’’I imagine a land with such riches is abundant in such stones?’’ The words fell away smoothly in a perfect opposite to that which simmered within. The flow of energy within this chamber constantly being weighed. The chaos within still held in place after all it would not be wise to let loose in this structure. He sought answers to things that numbered more importantly than chaotic interaction among the assembled creatures as good as that thought would be he was intent on finishing the task in hand. Verial smiled at the kneeling creature while walking away from it the easy smile held almost a knowing hint at the unspoken interaction. ~ ‘’Does your land hold such artefacts? I would be happy to barter for such’’ ~The energy changed quickly then as did the manner of the being in white. The aura of it seemed disturbed still he was there to barter and he held to this fact whilst inwardly preparing should things change quickly. The hidden amulet beat faster now, if it could be seen ripples of its power would be seen reverberating from him. Shadow binding upon the hidden form, its build up still hidden visually yet definitely perceptible to any that were trained to see or indeed feel such force. He positioned himself to better see the host he was speaking to and the unknown creature that had entered the room and that which she spoke to. Whilst making his way towards a chair to take a seat, of course he would assume as was his nature that this would be accepted as hospitality from this host of sorts~ ’’What trade do you require? I deal in many things’’ He gestured towards the seat in a questioning manner. The chaos within building with each moment~

Guest_SonaTheShadowDragon: "Satanael... Is darkness wrong?" Sona looked down, the Queen's words echoed in his head about how 'darkness was evil'. "Darkness... Darkness and Light are the very essences of life, with light, there is no Darkness. And without Darkness, there is no Light..." The dragon spoke in a slow and dreadful voice as Sona stood there and listened. "Then why is the Queen so obsessed with purging all that is related to Darkness?" Sona asked the dragon, in hopes of getting an answer. "The answer is quite simple... Light and Darkness are in a constant fight. Holy beings exist to purge the Darkness, and the so-called Unholy beings exist to purge the Light..." The dragon paused as he noticed Sona's confusion. "It's basically like Demons and Angels..." The dragon added up to its sentence as Sona nodded quietly. "So I'm supposed to purge the Queen...?" Sona looked up at the dragon once more as he got a little worried. "That depends... Do you hate her...?" The dragon tilted its head as Sona thought about it. "No, I don't..." He replied with a quiet voice. "Then you don't have to even think of killing her..." The dragon raised its head proudly as it looked down at Sona. "I shall see you here next time you end up in the same state... But let's hope you don't..." The dragon said to Sona as it nodded. Sona was about to leave the Velvet Room as the dragon stopped him. "Oh and... Good job, today you made a huge step... You've become something that the world has never seen, you're something unique and beautiful... Not human, nor dragon... You're an interesting specimen indeed... You can go now..." And with that, everything started fading into the distant darkness, soon Sona had regained his consciousness and he had come back to the real world. He slowly opened his eyes, only to feel the same warm embrace, it was the Queen, he was once again in the Queen's arms. For some reason, Sona thought that he couldn't be happier than that, he smiled quietly and tried to move closer to her with the little movement he was able to do, after all, most of his bones were broken, or cracked, though mostly broken.

RavenDeLaRose: Having her sister take over made her feel abet better as she knew in her hands the boy would die no doubt. as stated before she could not heal, but she was able to remove that which stop her sister from healing him some she felt good that she could help the edge of her dress though was now a bloody mess and it was hard to get up from where she was, she did get up but was a bit wobbly as she did so. some things are just easier with four legs she thought. Looking over as she walks back to her chair she saw the man talking of some sort of jams she was not sure and it being not polite to ease drop she did not try to figure out. Seeing Sam there made her go timed again and she was quick to take her seat again. Normal she would hide her face in a book but with none to her found she just lowered her head as sat quite as not to draw any attention to herself. Mystic was still napping but boredom was beginning to kick in the children in no heath or want to play mystic got up and started to roam around the throne room looks for a guard to play with umm yes. She like to raw and look at which one would start to shake at her baring fangs this alone amused her even every so often snapping at them as if to bit them she strong and brave one stood still but there was a few that jumped and even scream like a girl those mystic like to .Play with most. Her tail twitch as she hunted out who was going to Play with the kitty.

PayneZileQueen: Seeing as the Lady was too occupied, with both the Slave, and the stranger that stood next to him. Damon remained kneeling down. He sensed the Dark from the stranger, and it knew that Damon sensed him, a soft smirk appeared on Damons face, knowing that he was right about what he had felt. And when the stranger moved, seeming to be wanting to avoid Damon. Damon simply moved his head slightly to keep an eye on the stranger. Who's aura was starting to ripple. It sure was noticible, and Dark. But it wasn't attacking, not yet at least. Damon moved his left hand, resting it on the floor, flattening his palm. Then he raised it slightly, as if it looked that he was still resting his hand on the floor. While in actuality, he was forming a flame on the inside of his palm. He hasn't shown his skills when it came to his element to anyone in this particular place. But that would soon change if the stranger did attack.

SahlielxInteritio: Drip..Drip..drip the sounds of the condensation building up and splattering on the moist cobblestone in the darkends closet was rythmatic. Its sounds was easy enough to lull anyone into a deep sleep. Thankfull for the clothes he had grabbed he would be cold and chilled to the bone. Drip.. Drip..Drip.. the sounds continued throught the night not disturbing his meditative state but only for a moment. Then it was gone. Asleep his head rocked forward and he was gone. At first it was nothing. Darkness and the void.. Death? No he did not die was merely asleep. Deep and deep the sounds echoing in his head. Drip.. Drip.. Drip... then silence. Drifting in his own mind in the void that was without dreams that all consuming silence. "Waxing and waning drifting between worlds the darkness it too much. Take it away." he spoke but no words came out. "Haku!!" the sound of a girl pierced his ears. Cries began to echo and fill the void. "Make it stop make it stop make it stop." he screamed out only to find it was his own screams being echoed back. "What kind of madness or hell is this. I have done nothing wrong." he whispered. "Why my dear severn I need you to fetch me some sandalwood shavings from the mill, Some jasmine and myrrh from the apothecaries. You will do this for me right?" echoed back in the darkness. The voice was totally different from the voice before it was dark sounded evil. Malice filled the void as pain unlike ever felt in his life. Splinters like cracks streaking across the darkness in his mind. It felt as if He himself would explode. "Wh...kii? kii? kii?" he screamed grabing at his head in failed attempts to bring himself out of this hell. Drip..Drip..Drip.. Then it was silence once more. Waves upon waves of emotions not his own came rushing forth from the darkness. A torrential wave of feelings the malice returned this time heavier. Glee? Images filled the void white lilies stained red with blood. A yound girl crying slowly fading to black as the sobbing returned. The emotion of happiness over death? Why? Who would be happy of death. Drip..Drip..Drip A tear fell into the void causing ripples was this the cause of the girl. "I do not know you why do you tormoent me? He screamed only to find it was his own tears that was being shed and he was alone. The ripples returned this time in front of him the darkness showing him the figure of a man. Tall, and proud his vestements declared him royalty. He touched at his face wiping away the tear. Suddenly the face was covered in blood not his own smiling back at him. "Who are you?" they both spoke at the same time the one person maintaining the wicked grin as blood dripped from his hands. The figure reached out for him the blood on his hands pouring out and evil laugh filling the void. Drip..Drip..Drip.. Then it was gone. He was back in the silence that was the void. "You did this it is all you fault." Voices screamed as he started sobbing "Make it all end... No more please make it all stop." he screamed back but there was nothing to reply. The dreamscape changed from void and darkness. To a beautiful forest with a open feild of white lilies. The same man with the young girl dancing on the top of his feet. Laughing and joy. Spinning around kicking up the petals of the lilies in a beautiful masqurade. Drip.. Drip.. Drip.. then it was gone. Again he was drifting in the void his face wet with tear not of his own. "Who.. what have I done?" he cried to himself. "Our contract is now complete" spoke a very sinister voice as the darkness changed to a dimly lit room. Some kind of shadowy shape before the man Collecting the human remains of a girl and what seemed to be a guard. "What kind of horror is this." he stiffled his shock. The shadowy figure immediately spoke. "We are being watched!!" it spoke and without warning it lunged at him. " No!!!" he screamed. Drip..Drip..Drip.. then it too was gone. Warmth filled the room and slowly stired him from this god aweful nightmare as the void began cracking and peeling away. Finally freedom was within his grasps. Light poured into the void as he opened his eyes. Drip..Drip.. Drip.. Nothing had changed.. Was he to be forever stuck in this hellish prison forever tormented on things he had not done. Drifting forever in the dark. Then with a flash he felt the cobblestone floor. He was awake again. The light of day filling the hallways. "How long have i been sleeping?" he muttered to himself. Thankfully it was only his voice to be heard. "What was that dream?" He wondered to himself as he slowly got up the soft clinks of corsain filling the room. He walked over ot he hole in the door and reaches for the handle. Roatinging it till.. click.. the door eases open out into a beautiful hallway. Yet familiar to him. "Yeah i was dragged down here to the throne room. Ohh what fun" he muttered as he started to walk in that direction.. The faint echo in the recesses of his mind.. Drip..Drip..Drip..

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Anaya : Anayas eyes moved along the stone over to the man that was known as Dameon, she was able to tell he was as unstedy as she was and he had talked to her but her mind was on other things. Haveing the struggle of not being able to multi task overly she had ignored him and it was rude of her. Picking up sona in her arms she stood up and walked to his side looking down at him “you are a good man, i can feel that within you, your heart may not be pure but it is good and just, the evil within you is not you, and insanity does not control you, as long as you stay pure and good and do what is right and just my home is your home Damon and i could use a advisor at my flank to help guide and control things in my stead. You are of use to me as long as you have a good heart and being within you, but let evil over take you and my view will change” she was right, if he lost his will and the demon within his being tool hold of him she would be forced to do what she saw as right and remove his existence from this world. It was her job as what she was, her soul duty was to keep her lands her area pure and clean. Keep the darkness and the evil of this world at bay. “there was a miss earlier, a feeling i gained up in the halls, Noki brought it up to one of the guards the other night that there was a stranger hiding in a closert, be sure to cheek it out as your first task to this crown. I need to bring this boy and my children to the medical wing it has been a long morning and i shall be back when the sun is higher in the sky. If anything is needed find Samuel he will help you if you ask him nicely” she talked about him like he was not even there, he was a coule feed from them with a sour look on his face, maybe she was mad at him agein, he could care less with her mood swings. Anaya nodded her head as Sam gave a snort and she with sona in her arms walked to the medical wing on the west side of the castle, ryu dragging his weak little feet and noki doing the same behind them.


Apocryphon: Wraythe had been away from the castle and it's inhabitants for a time now, seeing as how he had found a large encampment that was being used by some very rude and disrespectful individuals. He had been spending his time training for the most part, as well as honing his own crafts such as carpentry and blacksmithing work, rebuilding some of the longer standing buildings to make them more respectable to live in, and once that was going once again he managed to get the old forge rebuilt and working again, and after a visit to the township to gather materials and a large amount of various metals he began to forge himself a new weapon, the noise of which could be heard from afar he was sure

PayneZileQueen: Damon smiled at the kind words that Anaya. And nodded as she basically gave him a promotion to become an advisor. When the stranger seemed to have left the room, Damon calmed down and stood up. "No worries Anaya, the Demon and I co-exist. It's a symbiotic thing. So to speak" He knew what evil he had inside of him. And sure, it gave him a bit of a temper. But the evil would never take over from him again. When the Lady has given him his first task, Damon basically raised an eyebrow and watch her leave. He then moved and made his way towards the closet that was mentioned. And opened the door of the closet. Only to see that it's an empty room. A broom fell out and Damon stepped back. "Alright then,, whatever happened. It's either a figment of imagination. Or it has been long gone" He sighed and kicked the broom back into the closet and he then looked at the ground. Seeing something that had dried up. He raised an eyebrow once more. "interesting..." He whispered to himself as he kneeled down. Rubbing his index and middle finger of his right hand over the floor. Then smelling what it was, noticing it was blood. "Alright... I might need to tell Anaya that once" Closing the closet door now, he went back to the throne room and took a seat at one of the chairs. Resting his head on his left arm. Waiting.

SahlielxInteritio: He walked down the hallways towards the throne room watching the people pass him by. He was apparently not noticed. "Hmmm I would have figured me to be caterhauled back to the dungeons by now.." It was not until he noticed a guard wearing clothes just like him with the embroidered crest of the house. "Ohh dear this will cause a whole mess of confusion if I am caught." he muttered under his breath as he walked into the throne room. Down the steps he went the chains of corsain clanking against his pants along with theMask he had commandeered from the broom closet. "Hello? Anyone home?" he asked directing his question to the young seeming man in the room.

SahlielxInteritio: Setting: it is 12 in the morning it is pouring rain but it is clearing up, Lands are covered with a lot of water it is flooding it is straggly hot for the ending of winter, it is spring now, it is a gray day with a lot of wet and mud and dirty snow from horses guards and people walking around. There is a small town at the base of the hill the castle sits on, the town is not overly filled with people as many have made the choice to stay indoors and it is early so many are not even up yet. The castle looks how the room looks i made it as much the same and rp valid as i could. There are 2 guards at the door you can npc them but DO NOT KILL THEM OR THE TROLLS that walk the yard, there are 4 lombering the yard, you can npc them. We are fantasy medevil, no child avis in the room, This is a para to multi para rp room as the room descrip states, line min is 200 words per post about 5 imvu lines, anything less will result on a re-post. Unless we state other wise no copy paste posts/pre posts. no over powered rpcs, the power cap is set at the power of an adult red dragon (Google DND adult red dragon for more details, this is a DND/gameof thrones/lord of the rings styled rp) any rpc seen as over this power cap will be removed regardless of if they have posted in or not. No portals or futuristic junk or anything god or demigod rpcs. Or non logical hybrid races. Break rules and you will be removed regardless of posts or not. YOU MUST POST OUT IF YOU ARE WILLING TO POST IN, if you don't post out when you leave we will do it for you after you have left. Play undead races at your own risk.

PayneZileQueen: Waving his hand at the man who just came in. Damon nodded. "Well.. I'm here, and this is my home.. Name's Damon.. How can I help you?" Damon smiled in a charming matter, and got up to walk towards the stranger. "And why are you wearing a Guards uniform, if you're asking if someone's home?"

SahlielxInteritio: He watched the man get up his features very sliming yet decieving. "Ahh well you caught me. I found these clothes in town in a black market shop. As you see the embroidery is gone. I did not think it would cause a issue." He met the man half way and shook his hand. Drip..drip..drip. He missed the handshake and cluthed at his head. The pain getting a bit to much but not anywhere as bad as it once was. After a moment to recover and regain his compsure. "Name is Sah.." he winced trying to clear the minor pain from his head. "I am looking for some people to accompany me to the north." He said grasping the mans hands tightly and shaking it.
Guest_RiwanonRoisin: ~Rose was chilled to the bone, her dress clung to her body , hair dripping down her face, the rain had poured all night, washing out her hidden little nich in the out skirts of the town. She avoided the town, its inhabitints as much as she could. she dug up what roots where not washed away from her plantings and carefuly ut them in the sack she had managed to make from the many rabbits caught over the cold winter monts. Her only comfort was that the gods had blesse this day with some sun, which she hoped would dry her out. she fought the tears as she saw her hard work covere in mud, water, her garden washe away ..how would she survive . shes been alone now for some time, she fought back the tears as she remembers how her clan where kille, slaughtered ..she excaped with her sister, but she had died this last winter..a tear falls from her eyes she wipes it away with the back of her hand and stands tall. she made her way over the marsh land, and toward the village, her heart beating like a drum as she did. she shiveredd from fear more than the cold. at the forest edge she stoped. it was quite. except for those creatures..she sat down on a log..looking a her muddy feet and cried, crie the tears so long held back~
PayneZileQueen: Looking at the man, and listening how he spoke. Damon simply nodded. "Alright, so we might have a leak when it comes to the disposal of Guard uniforms then.. I'm sure that'll need to be informed." And when he tried to shake the hand of the man, he raised an eyebrow as the man seemed to be needing a moment. "If you need a seat.. Then please.. By all means." He offered a chair, but the man seemed to recover quickly. "Ah, the north. I've heard some stories about the north. Wouldn't mind to accompany you." Damon smiled and shook the man's hand in return. "Though you seem to be lacking some weaponry. Which I am sure is needed if we do decide to go on an adventure. The name is Damon, by the way. Pleasure to meet you, Sahl."

Guest_RiwanonRoisin: ~she heard the sounds of saws, and looked up startled as she now saw several trolls in the yard ahead of her , cutting trees..trees..how could they, she said a quick prayer for the trees soul shd it be an oak..how dare they she thought,. a tree of knowledge , she would have made a scarafice to the tree if she had anything left of value to toss into the water s of life, but long ago all she owned ha been tradded for seed ..see she laughed, then cried, she had not that left now..this rain. of course they cut down the life of this place..what do they expect but misery .. she looked up and gasp as she tried to run..shed been seen they had droped their tools and where come toward her..no no she thought please no..she fell into the mud and lost her footing..she felt her ankle pulled and heard a them laugh as she was lifted into thei air feet first. ""put me down " she scremed, the larger one laughed. "can we eat her?" the other eyed her and lickrd His lips..but shook his large head and calmly said "no we can not..butr im sure the rullers will want to know iof this..she could be a spy, we can can be given a reward. tie her hands and lets take her up the hill" Rose struggle , cried, tried to fight them but was power less

SahlielxInteritio: Sahl more than welcomed the man and thanked him for the assistance. "Thank you Sir Damon, Yeah I do not have any weapons. Alas we are returning to my home of birth I am sure if we find something you are more than willing to have it as payment." He said as he got up and started towards the door. "If you want we can meet on the edge of town." He took a small bow and proceeded out the door. Drip..Drip..Drip. Pain arced across across his head sending more pain across his body. "Gahh why do I feel like i am forgetting something?" he pondered as he strayed down the walkway and into the streets. As if in a fog or dream like state he zoned out only to snap back by the sounds of a horse. "Ohh gods." he yelled jumping back avoiding the oncomming wagon. "I best hurry to the main gate." he muttered still rubbing his temples as he set off.

Apocryphon: It seemed the trolls were up to no good again, straying this far from the castle was rather dangerous for them all things considered. Wraythe let out a sigh and strapped the large blade he used for the moment to his belt at his back, stepping away from his forge and off towards where all the commotion was taking place, and a few moments later he was on the scene, perched above them all with a small quirk of his brow "Alright boys, you know you aren't supposed to stray this far from the castle, people aren't as nice as i am when it comes to trolls" At the sound of his voice the creatures seized up, turning towards him with a slight grunting noise as Wraythe spotted the woman "All of you take her to the castle, i'm sure she'll be able to get a change of clothes and a good nights sleep there, after that Miss i can't speak of your safety, i'd get out while you can, or stay and make yourself useful to the royalty, they pay well and keep their people safe" After he had spoken the trolls looked at him, dumbstruck, that was until he reached back and placed his hand on the handle of his weapon, at that moment they sprung up, trudging off with the lady in tow towards the nearby castle as Wraythe left and returned to his encampment, once again forging away on a new blade

PayneZileQueen: Nodding as Sahl left, Damon quickly left a note for Anaya. Saying that he was going on a trip to the North. After that, he went to his room and grabbed his trusty Dao bladed and his armor. Putting it on and placing his swords into it's sheath. Looking at his closet, which also contained his staff and his glaive. Damon simply grabbed the glaive, thinking that Sahl might have some use with it. And he walked out. The dark steel chest piece firmly strapped over his upper body. His coat stayed at home, as he didn't need it for this. Walking over the roads that lead to the castle walls and the main gate. He finally saw Sahl and whistled hard, in a high pitched tone that he was sure Sahl would hear, he then tossed the Glaive up into the sky in a way that it would be safe for Sahl to catch the item without getting harmed. "Figured you might've needed at least something to protect yourself"

Guest_RiwanonRoisin: `Rose froze shen she heard a mans voice speak to the trolls from no where, they grunted at the mans words but i could tell they responded as they droped me like a sack of roots into the mud, i was trying to stand when one on each side of me siesed my arms and began to pull me away, i cried out to the man for help but it seemed to fall on deaf ears, i could not hear what he said over the grunts of the trolls, the hores, and movement of the village as it seemed to waken . i looked up my feet fighting the mud and rocks as we climed the steps to the castle..the pace she most feared, she cried out " no , please stop please" but they did not hear her or did not listen eithe way she was draged and pulled and stoped at the two guards at the huge dark door~
SahlielxInteritio: A sharp whistle pierced his ears as he turned just in time to see the glinting of a long flying peice of metal. " Huh...What.: he said as he caught it in his hand and let the inertiaspinning the weapon deftly behind his back and comming to a complete stop with the bladed end towardsthe ground. "A very nice weapon. sir damon" he said as he strung a leather cord around the end of the pole and tying it off at the blade. "It has been a long time since i have been back home. so I am sure it is not going to be the same so do bare with me." he chuckled as he slung the weapon accross his back. " Well lets go" he said over his shoulder.

Guest_RiwanonRoisin: th guards at the door where huge, and stoodd feet spread arms crossedd, they each bore a huge sword upon their backs, dressed in black they berought a new fear to her..she saw them look her up and down, their eyes ddriking in the form of her figuer, her gown covvered in mud still clung to her , she lowere her eyes , not wanting to draw attention further to herself, one of them finaly looked at the trolls and said firmly, " and what do we have here? what have You two been upto?" waite here while i annouce you, she watched as he entered the castle door, but could see nothing but blackness, her knees became weak and she trembled, and wiated,
SahlielxInteritio: The quickly departed the kingdom and the safe compound of the castle grounds heading north. "No problem.I heard you say where you are from.. cannot say I have heard of of that place.. Is it close to here by chace?" he said looking at the young man. The birds were very silent and the air was cold as if death was in the air. "Do you hear that?" he motioned to the man. The trees were cut and debris was scattered about foot prints much larger than a normal man, or even a man at lla littered the grounds. "I am not sure what is going on here. It has been many years since i have been through here." he told damon as he got lower to the ground.

PayneZileQueenPayneZileQueen : "Can't say Ignoros is close, about a 3 week travel to the East. Depending on how you travel" He stopped talking as Sahl talked, nodding in agreement as he mentioned the birds being silent. "Can't say much of the cold.. Fire Elf,, we don't really feel the cold until it's below zero.." He whispered, but he lowered himself to the ground along with Sahl. Looking around to see if he caught something.

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ILoudI: Ihyriel cringed as he kicked awake from his slumber, drenched in what was partially sweat blood and rain. "Is that all it ever does here?" He asked himself irritatedly, bouncing back and forth from human to animal he had gravely mistaken trying to possess the troope back at the last carvan. Now having been casted from his host body he had no choice but to take hold the body of a dirty street cur, "Ughh.." Dragging his tall "lifeless" ever so handsom vessel through the mud the constant rainfall made ever so thick he didnt stop until he came upon a rather large Castle like structure before him. "Damn witches, of all places a damn troope of circus freaks..infact no that seems like the ideal hiding spot for them." Clamping his teeth down on the collar of his Vessels jacket he dragged the body up the stairs, raising up on his front paws he used his hindlegs to kick the door, "Ehh hello!..neighborhood canine at your door." He muttured, shaking the dirt free from the strays disgusting coat until it took a pure clean look with a random streak of green fur trailing down it's back, and brightly colored red hues. Standing before his physical true form he sat patiently, "Look at me lying on the ground, dirty..im still handsome no worries there.. someone will get me back into my body." Looking up towards the clearing rain fall and slightly sunny skies he rolled his red orbs irritatedly "Yea of course itstops raining now.."

Anaya: Walking back from the dinning hall she had left the medical wing earlier and went to get herself something to eat, both children resting in the medical hall it was nice to eat alone and have silence for once. She could hear sound at the doors something was there as she moved her feet draging along the ground, toes tinking along the cold stone, it felt good on her feet to walk to move around to get up and get out of her chair. Letting out a breath she walked over to the door, her fingers running along the grooves in her large oaken doors, it was nice when the doors came in and they looked all clean and new. She wrapped her fingers around the large wooden handle and pulled one open, expecting rain to splash her it was nice when it did not. The rain was clearing up, maybe she could take Noki and Ryu to that large patch of grass over the land to the south, it was so nice there this time of year and soon the Lilly would open and make the land smell of green and flowers. She took in a breath and looked out the door her red eyes shimmering as she looked out the sun hitting her in the face giving her skin a glow. “come in, it is cold outside” she aid the words without looking out the door at what was even there, but it smelled wet and rather gross, but still it had a heart she could let it in.

ILoudI: Without even looking up to the individual who let him in he turned and grabbed his vessel by its clothes and dragged it inside, walking backwards he had no choice but to turn his gaze up towards the foreign woman, whisking his tail side to side to maintain his balance. "Ugh.." He tightened his jaws dragging it to the end of the hall sitting in wait for the woman to follow behind, "Pardon the mess.." He spoke in what he thought was english but came out in growls and barks, but this put him in quite the predicament if he couldnt communicate how the hell was he going to get anyone to remove the seal on his main body, "Hmm.." He looked around for a writing utensil of sorts, yet wanted to wait for the individual who let him in. "Rather lovely home.."

TatianaAncientwing: -she walked, from the tavern, the rain had finally let up, her clothes were still a bit soaked from the down pour from before, but it was a bit better. Her white hair was tied up in a side braid to the right side of her face. Her black clothed mask hiding her face except her bright golden eyes, her skin was a tanned from working in the sun. A traveling sword didn't really have a place of there own half the time, but it helped to have taverns or nice days to sleep under a tree or even in a tree. On her back was a heat black claymore made room the bones and blood of dragons. It weighted her coat down on her back, her black coat was a mixture of iron and steel mixed with fabric from elves. TatianaAncientwing: -Her boots were made of the same material and so was her top and shorts. Her stomach and upper chest were exposed a bit, but it allowed her to flow more easily with each attack she did. Her elf ears were poking out beneath the braid and her hair she had pulled together, in an attempt to hid them. She walked up the hill towards the castle, she wondered if the people of the castle would be still welcoming to her, she had been staying in the area for a few days, but would soon need to move on, her time with in there realm was drawing to a close. On her left hip was a black katana that she had won off a human, in a meet drinking contest, she didn't care for alchohol much but she knew it was a good way to make easy cash and loot someone as well of things. TatianaAncientwing: -Walking through the yard she say the trolls and nodded to them, before she came to the door, seeing the two guards as she awaited for them to allow her entrance to the castle. Her sent was of an autumn leave mixed with burning ash, a weird scent for a elf, but not for someone like her. -

Anaya: Anaya kept the door open allowing who ever else needed to come inside a way in, then there was a dog dragging a boy into her home, a dog, dragging a dead body, why was there a dog in her home, with mud covered feet and a mess on her floor “no no no no ” she said as she moved her foot to stop the dog from coming in anymore, “you do not get to drag crap in here you killed outside, get back outside this is not your home be gone with you” she scolded as she moved her hand to put her arm outside and help the woman that was outside inside out of the rain “you come in girl, but the dog does not” her upper lip quivered as her teeth were showing, all sharp to point and she ment business.

ILoudI: Ihyriel shook his head, "No, its not dead..how do I get this woman to understand me" He lowered his ears as she body blocked him, Propping the body upright against the wall..he himself didn't like to be dirty and used his tail as a quil dragging it through the mud. "Help..with Spel.." Running out of spell room, he tore the sleeve off his "dead" vessels arm exposing the seal that kept him from re-possessing himself. "How adorable the woman growls at the dog." He thought to himself barking and spinning in circles, all she needed to do Is touch it. "Oh come on..I want out of this mangey mutt..im not even sure whose dog im in, it could be the best friend to some pathetic human child that I might want to kill later." Moving back and forth from the snarling woman to his vesel he would point to the seal with his nose, hoping she could put two and two together. If he had a choice he would've possessed another person capable of actual speech yet he was forced into the body of a cur until the simple spell on his actual body was broken. "I will keep barking at you woman!"

TatianaAncientwing: -she nodded to the women, as she walked into the castle, her clothes, were damp still, as the rain dripped off her coat, she smelt still of an autumn leaves only wetter. Her hair damp as well as she walked into the halls of the castle, turning to look at the women, as she waited for her, and only wished to respect her wishes. Her gold eyes seeing her teeth, but she wasn't afraid, she had seen many with teeth sharp enough to rip through a normal human, but for her it didn't fade her one bit. She didn't speak to her at first, but simple nodded her head is thanks to the lady. She turned herself as she looked around the hall, the beauty of the castle was something to behold, but at last today would be her last day to see it. She waited for the lady, her elf ears tips seemed to strange to how she pinned them back with in her hair, and seemed to poke out of her hair. She heard the voices of others with in the castle and the guards rambling, as she sighed,-

Anaya: Anaya was getting rather annoyed and once the other female was inside she looked at the worthless mutt and shut the door, how stupid a dog running around dragging its ass in the muk. “get lost dog, guards, kill the dog if it stays here, we could use a new rug, after the hide is cleaned that is” she scolded at the door guards as both moved and pointed there weapons at the hound at the doors “be on with ya dog dont want to kill ya” the one guard said out of his helmet as the other one unseen by others behind the metal helmet vissor rolled his eyes, stupid Voldotch trying to be friends with a hound, it was mud covered and looked to have bugs on its face, eyes and body. Softly Anaya steped away form the doors alowing the guards to do there work as she walked with the girl up into the castle “you must be frozzen in the rain out there, come there is a fire in the lounge you can get warm and if needed of dry garments some can be fetched for you” trying to be relaxed and nice she moved to the side opening up a side door to a room filled with red and golden sofas and chairs aswell as large paintings all over the walls, dragons and knights and castles and people. It was a beautiful room with a big glass roof so you could see and hear the rain thumping on the glass and metal beams. Anaya moved and sat on a sofa as she pated the pillow beside her “come sit, i will not harm you, what brings you to my castle today” she said her voice trying to be as sweet as she could but red eyes like death made her have that aura of an unsetling nature.




The next Day


Sifrella-Last Monday at 12:52 PM
It was midnight in the forest at the edge of town outside of the castle grounds. Sifrella stood in the rain, breathing heavily with her spear in her hands. Her eyes still gave off the cool aura with the bits of green in the hazel. A soft smile played on her lips as she stared over at Ihyriel whom she had dragged outside into the mud. Her intent was to toughen him up as her right hand, he should at least be able to go hand to hand with her. For now she intended to teach him a few things about being comfortable in uncomfortable conditions. Sif lifted her chin, her hair clinging to her body, damp with the light rain constantly falling. “Are you ready? I shall go easy on you Ihyriel.”

ILoudI: Ihyriel's gaze shot down towards the mud on his bare feet, his body tensed and his head twitched as the very thought of dirt made his skin crawl, and for that very reason he utterly refused to wear white clothing yet today, the servants had brought him white trousers, and nothing else. "Oh god." He looked around him, his hair was untied and freely flowing down his back nearly touching the mud, and to make things better it was raining. "Miss Sifrella..I can't do this." He peered about through slightly opened eyes standing there not even so much as a defensive stance. "Ihyl: She is going to kick your ass.." He gulped biting his lip. He had never really had to defend himself, he was better at running away infact he took pride in it made him feel good that he was hard to catch. But when the rude awakening of having someone faster than catches him..he simply gave up on defending himself..if he was meant to die it was simply meant to be. "Ihyl: I wont let anyone kill you...this is the first body ive possessed that looks good and is actually sturdy. For punk ass, your ripped we have a nice body." Ihyriel slid his right foot back, a poor indication that not only was he going to run but she had a clear idea of which way he was going to go.. he was oblivious and didnt know of the potential strenght he actually had. Only that he knew, he had an ass kicking of legendary perportion coming his way.

Sifrella-Last Monday at 2:05 PM
Sif rolled her eyes but stabbed her spear into the dirt, deep enough to sink the entire end into the mud. She easily caught the signs of flight and not fight reflexes oozing off of Ihyriel. She slowly approached him until she was about three steps away. She narrowed her eyes, “You run, and I shall seriously hurt you.” Her cold eyes got colder as she glared, but it was gone just as quickly as she turned and stepped back to where she stood before. Sif left the spear in the dirt and set one foot forward, primed to attack. With a smirk, she leapt forward, swinging her leg up towards Ihyriel’s head. She moved at an easy speed, slow enough for him to see it coming, working at a beginner’s pace.

Something drifted in the wind, a thick small that lingered a moment then tapered off flowing down over to were sif was standing. That toxin samuel held was all the air smelled like, sulphur but he was nowere to be seen. Were would the smell be comeing from, what were the consequences of breathing it, was there a risk was he far off was his mood good or fowl like his stench.

PayneZileQueen-Last Monday at 2:16 PM
Sitting in a tree, watching Sif train Ihyriel. Damon simply sighed. The rain helped enhanced his vision, smiling softly as he noticed Sifrella's figure. But that wasn't while he was there for, it was simply to help her get more adjusted to the upcoming heat. While she was training Ihyriel, he was training her in a different way. Leaning against the giant trunk of the tree, he swiped one leg up to rest on the branch that he was sitting on. When Damon noticed how Ihyriel was going to run. He shook his head when Sifrella threathened him to hut too much. "You're not helping him wanting to run away, not in the way you're threathening him. Try approaching him in a different direction, he's clearly a pup. Doesn't know how to fight. You're getting ahead of where you need to start"

ILoudI: He sucked in a breath hearing her words and figured that if he didnt blatantly turn and run away she wouldn't hurt him, despite how bad he really wanted to he couldnt help the inner fear within him..he did not learn to face things head on. Her gaze is what truly caught his attention, that cold glare .. "Uhh.." He watched her return to the spear only to lunge at him seconds afterward, "So fast.." He leaped back despite being able to see it he moved back farther than he actually needed to, putting a huge distance between the two of them looking down at the mud collecting under his toes the squishy awkwardness he shook his head. "Thats repulsive.." He cringed. "Ihyl: I just want you to know, that you are technically running away..and the space you put between you and her gave her enough force and kick back to seriously fuck you up if you dont...." Suddenly his inner demon stopped speaking to him still looking at the ground he twitched. "If Idont what?"

Guest_ShaeSilver: -Shae stepped along the darkened path as the sprinkles of rain fell upon her figure and unruly curls that bounced upon her steps forwards, one eye the colour of a bright burning ember while the other the cold blue of ice as she blinked her gaze about her surroundings. She would crack her neck tilting it side to side as she let out a soft sight of relief with the castle not too far off in the distance, always wandering was something of her thing as she would hear voices off in the wooded area ahead of her, with that she would twist her wrist to hold her palm upwards as effortlessly as the opening of her palm would a ball of flames light up her face giving her the light she wanted to see ahead with a tilt of her head.-

Satisfied enough with his dodge, she spun back and set her foot back into the initial position. Sif simply rolled her eyes at Damon’s comment and ignored him. Just before giving him advice on showing fear, she paused. Her sense of smell was strong but not necessary with the scent that wafted through the trees. Sif couldn’t help but look for him, Samuel, but remembered herself and the training session going on. At the moment she looked back to Ihyriel. One glance at him and she sighed, he had a long way to go. Before cutting the training short she walked up to him, at a speed that should have been alarming, with a purposeful intent. She was going to test him once, about to grab him by the arm then flip him over her shoulder in one swift motion and most likely landing him face first into the mud. Sif didn’t intend to remain outside for too long due to the temperatures but she did want to see what Ihyriel was made of.(edited)

Queen Anaya-Last Monday at 2:41 PM
Within the tree line glowed two massive green eyes black slits down the centers. Samuel laying down his wings tucked into his sides to stay low on his belly watched, his full 80 foot tall 200 or more foot long body partly hidden by the tall trees. With Anaya gone with both children to god knows were hebhad free rain to watch and even stalk there 'guests' but there was sif there. He could not harm her. Samuel loved his maw out of the tree line as he gave a low gruntled cooing sound to get her attention. If she did in fact notice him he would move his head closer as his green eyes moved and looked to the mut and to that other male watching sif. A grin came over the wyverns maw as he trying his very best to hold back his toxic musk smell and pushed his nose into her back his one green eye softly looking at her and then looking back to the group before them. Samuel was fully alright to place a big head in the center of what looked like maybe a training spar and he wondered would the mut demon boy have the sense to stop what he was doing or was this going to get really fun. Samuel gave off that coo likenrumble once more and pushed a little harder into Sifs back

Sifrella-Last Monday at 3:16 PM
ILoudI: Clearly distracted and yelling at himself, "Of what-" He failed to notice Sif walking up to him, "Ihyl:...." "Yeah when I need you to say something you are annoyingly sile-" He didn't move nor did he pay enough attention to see her flip him over her shoulder landing him in the mud. "Ihyl: "Oh..yeah to look up, pay attention." There was a silence from Ihyriel that lingered far too long for comfort, he was was just flipped onto his face. In mud. As for anyone who knew him, he lothed dirt, usually he'd run off crying and tried to find the nearest bath house to clense himself. He breathed heavily through his nose, a series of growls rumbling from his chest as he laid there for awhile. "Ihyl: OH SHE DID IT NOW... LET ME OUT BOY!" Momentarily blacked out from such a simply attack Ihyriel's eyes opened briefly and stared up at Sifrella...yet they weren't his menacing gaze but that of someone much darker. Moving with inhuman celerity he tore a decent crator in the earth as he leaped away from the massive creatures face, still growling and utterly refusing to face Miss Sifrella he turned and left heading towards his chambers where he wanted nothing more but to fight Ihyl back into dormacy and clean himself off, it had to be maybe one of the most humiliating days he's ever had. Shooed of by a giant lizard, and defeated by a woman with a shoulder flip move and face deep into dirt. Of course he sniffled his entire way back to his chambers torn on anger or his last sense of manlyness in the rain.. he planned to lock himself away and sulk for maybe eternity he had nothing else to lose.

PayneZileQueen-Last Monday at 3:24 PM
As Damon kept watching, knowing that Sifrella had ignored him. He simply sighed and had noticed Samuel. Shaking his head, he leaped out of the tree that he was relaxing in, not paying attention to the flame that was dancing in the distance as he noticed a change in Ihyriel's energy and then ran off. "Told you love.. Not ready yet." He smirked and then turned his head to face Sifrella, not sure on what she, or Samuel, would be planning to do next. He simply kept a grin on his face, staying silent while he waved towards Samuel. Crossing his arms after his wave, he looked at the ground and kicked some mud off of his boot. Unsure of what his actions would need to be right now, he'd defenitly wasn't scared of the big dragon. But he did show his respect for Samuel.. Raising his head again, he looked at Sifrella, curious about how she would go on with this.

Sifrella-Last Monday at 3:30 PM
TatianaAncientwing: -she had been walking for days, her last assignment had been an easy one, as she walked down the road. The rain had continued for days, her clothes and armour weighted on her sore body, as she continued. Her white hair had been pulled into a long side braid to keep from getting in her face as she worked, and her black cloth masked covered her face from people knowing what she looked like. She didn't care for many things, only thing she knew was battle, and pain. She had no family, only people she would pass by in the taverns, other mercs, and swords for hire. She sighed as she continued to walk down the path, the rain had soaked her boots, so each step felt like walking through cole water, her slightly tanned skin was exposed in a few places, and had droplets of rain hit it, the water didn't hurt her, but made her skin cold. On her left hip she had her black ebony sword, and ebony knife. Her back carried her black claymore, as she continued down the path, she saw a village ahead of her, finally somewhere dry she sighed, as she continued one. Seeing that the tavern was closed she grumbled a bit, her gold eyes shined like a gold coin in mid day with the rain drops, she looked up the hill seeing the castle. She had been here a few times, and each time the queen was very kind, walking up the hill she saw the guards at the door again as she stopped and waited for them to acknowledge her. After sometime and none of the guards seemed to notice she was standing in front of them, she knocked on the door, her fist against the door seemed like a beast was banging on the door, but it was her. She waited as she felt the rain hit her forehead, and running down her face as she remained in the rain for a bit longer.-

AzamiCore-Last Monday at 3:40 PM
Though the queen was busy to talk to. Xera took it upon herself to for fill her duties. She saw a need a walk through the main entrance. Xera may have a hated for men. But if these trolls was to do their job right and protect the castle they needed work and she would have to set aside her hated for the betterment of her new home. He would learn each and every troll. She tested there fighting skills and look for weakness. She mentally took all information. Learning new things about the trolls. It still amazed her how well she spoke their language.
Sifrella-Last Monday at 3:50 PM
Guest_ShaeSilver: -Shae’s ears would twitch as the ruckus became louder than before as she neared the silhouettes which then grew colour to their bodies and outlines of their shapes became clear, her eyes would glisten in the lighting of the flame within her hand as she tossed it up into the air to dissolve into the wind as if embers floating from a fire, her voice was soft but darkened as she moved onwards- “Greetings, seems my wanderings have led me to you all, I bring no danger with me” –She liked to state she was indeed on her own and no matter her powers she would never use them upon anyone unless in defense, or the odd showing off that she embellished in sometimes purely for fun
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Sif watched the change in Ihyriel’s eyes, furrowing her brow slightly before her ears caught the movement and rumbling of Samuel. She swiftly let go of Ihyriel, straightening, but kept her back to Sam. “I suppose i will concede that you are right in this instance… and only this instance.” She glanced to Damon, then after the second nudge from Samuel, she still kept her back to him. She worried over the change in her appearance, fearing that the warmer tone of her skin and the loss of the blue in her eyes to disgust him. She had lost her original Arctic Elf image and had already succeeded in avoiding the Queen. With a small sigh, she turned and immediately knelt to one knee in the mud, head down. “My Lord Samuel, good evening. I pray i have not disturbed you with our extracurricular activities.” Sif also took note to let her heavy, now soaked hair to fall past her face. It didn’t do much to conceal her since it was wet but she made the effort to avoid his eyes. For now she would allow Ihyriel to sulk off, giving him a break for now but she still had a bit of training to do herself. Already feeling tired from the spring weather, she had chosen to train in the rain for added strength. The goddess blessed her kind with the ability to re-energize with water so it did help. Nothing was helping her embarrassment in front of the King unfortunately, except the welcome distraction that came from the woman exiting the treeline and into the clearing that was now occupied by the great dragon’s face.

Sifrella-Last Monday at 4:26 PM
Samuel grumbled in disapproval at not being able to see Sif's face, then spares Damon a glance before completely dismissing his presence. He focuses his attention on Sifrella, her form bent to the ground and the light rain becoming heavier by the minute. Sam huffs, shifting his legs to lay upon the ground, lifting his head a bit and looking down at her slightly. "Stand Sif, stand and look at me. What is wrong that you avoid my gaze?" Looking away towards the small voice, he 'humphs' at the woman entering the clearing.

ILoudI: Ihyriel barged in his room, kicking the door closed before stripping away the disgustingly muddy trousers diving into the bath as if it were ten feet deep, he scrubbed his body until his skin reddened and nearly peeled from his bones. "Ugh!.." Splashing about frustratedly clensing his body he would scream to have the servants rush in and change the water and fill it back up his rage warmed the bath to a degree that would boil any mortal live. washing his hair and nearly burning his scalp he snarled for them to leave shortly after. Climbing from the waters his body steaming, "Ihyl: So close I almost took over." "Shut up!" He sat on the edge of the bed before loosing his complete mind wrecking his chambers in a fit. "Ihyl: So you are letting me take over this is fun..."

PayneZileQueen-Last Monday at 4:57 PM
Watching Sifrella and Samuel, Damon simply shrugged. But couldn't help but feel jealous. Not that he'd tell anyome that, but he sure needed to find something to cool down with. "Excuse me Sif, but mind if I talk to your little Project what just stormed off?" Hoping for a yes, wanting to find out if he could help Ihyriel with controlling his inner demons. If Damon was able to do it, it shouldn't be too hard, right? Shifting his weight, he placed his hands in the pockets of his coat, not bothered by the rain

AzamiCore-Last Monday at 5:09 PM
Xera would walk behind a troll her feet cracked branch and she noticed that the troll didn't turn to see what it was- Zera clicked and grunts to then making him come to her she looked at his ears an it looked quite dirty inside- No wonder you guys have trouble hearing things. I will bring some cotton balls to work on each of your ears. - she headed back to the castle. Told the maid what she needed for the next day. She went to her room. She took her parchment and pin. She wrote every thing she did for that day Xera was exausted for the many hours she put into dealing with the trolls. She took off her equipments and layed on the bed. Her eyes would slowly close.

Sifrella-Last Monday at 5:17 PM
“Yes Damon…” She rose to her feet obediently, keeping her head down, but as Sam acknowledged the woman who took one look at him and ran off again back into the woods, she looked over to Damon speaking low. “I may have been too hard on him, do send him my apologies.” As usual the Ice Elf was a soft marshmallow on the inside and wanted to encourage not crush the poor thing. With a nod she dismissed Damon, knowing that now the rain had begun pouring that she would be able to withstand it a bit longer. With a deep breath, she turned and looked up at Samuel dead on, fighting the urge to hide her unnatural new look. She even took a moment to slick the hair back from her face and behind her ears, the chains and gems dangling from the with the motion as her full face was revealed to him for the first time since the day they swam together.

Queen Anaya-Last Monday at 5:20 PM
his maw moved along the side under sifs arm as she did not look at him still. pushing his face into her he put the tip of his nose trying his very best not to touch skin on her body to not play the game of risk of if toxin would seep from his skin or not. sometimes he was fine and nothing was leacking but other times it was a gloshing mess of droll blood and toxins so it was better safe then face melting sorry. Samuels eyes looked at her, the world was just the world and no one else mattered, well unless they moved closer, then tthey would matter rather fast, you broke the personal bubble wall and you got yourself noticed in the dragons eyes. but right now, it was only her, be it tan skin black skin or pale skin she was still the cold weather loveing elven woman he had grown to tenderly care for. as the rain hit his face it made his eyes shimmer brightly as he looked at her, and seeing his head was large enough to be an umbrella in a extreamly and unlike him tender guesture he lifted his head up and held it over top of Sif and then lowered his nose down to almost hug her with it hovering it over her neck and shoulder softly makeing a low cooing sound. in his own way telling her that there was nothing she could be that he did not enjoy, she would always be his elf, well at least when he was around she was his, and if he found out anyone else was intorested there would be hell to pay. Samuels nose moved and gently just touched her with a dry spot he could hardly do what he wanted and right now he did not really want to go human due to the rain and the fact they were in the woods and it was nice to just be himself, fuck anaya was not around so he did not have to be diffrent, if he could stay as he wanted it would be this, in this form, every day till he died.

Sifrella-Last Monday at 5:41 PM
ILoudI: Staring up at the cieling as he lie on the floor, he gazed around to see his chambers a complete mess from deep claw marks, to torn sheets, broken glass and wooden frame to the bed his eyes opened briefly only to stare in complete confusion. There was even a horizontal splatter of blood and cowering servant in the corner, "Did..I." He ruffled his hair, standing to his feet slipping on a pair of trouser, "You're the person who lays my clothes out for me..." he looked to the servants arm to see what appeared to be a clean slash, like a weapon. "I did that.." He looked around holding his head, lifting the scattered items into his arms anything that was unbroken or repairable he laid neatly onto the bed since literally everything else was wrecked. "Its dirty.." He frowned, looking at the servant getting blood everywhere.. "Get out.. you are filthy!" He politely shooed him out sitting in the cleanest part of the room, the bathroom where he sat on the small stool staring at the floor. "..." using his foot to kick the door closed he used his body to baricade the door, Miss Sifrella never said he could sob when no one was looking.

PayneZileQueen-Last Monday at 5:41 PM
Feeling his jealousy rise. Damon clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. But instead of going toe to toe with a Dragon. Not to mention the husband if the one he now serves. Would be an easy death sentence. Damon walked off, annoyed and irritated by the cooing nouse that echoed through his mind now. Out if frustration, Damon waved his hand and a wave of fire caught a single tree. Scorching it but not catching fire due to the rain. It was enough though, for now. Making his way to the castle, he burned an occasional bush or dead tree in frustration until he finally reached the castle. Entering it, ignoring the guards and the strange woman who tried to interact with the trolls. Inhaling deeply as Damon made his way upstairs to Sifrella's chambers, he yelled. "Ihyriel! Where are you!"

Raven-Last Monday at 5:53 PM
It’s been a few days sense her had look at the guard though they survive. this time Mystic still had a teasing feeling to cause a bit of trouble, boredom does this to her. she would get up and stretch out as she turns her head and looked around the throne room where she lay. Her eyes would glare at the guards as she licked her lips and let each of them see her pearly whit fangs. She then started to walk tords them as she let out a low tone purr that was more fighting sounding then awe adorable. There were man guard this did nothing to them and then there was a few that trembled as she walked past. This pleased her and she would swat her paw out at them as they did so. As she did a few would jump back and even some would fall back on their ass. This made her laugh inside as she loved being big and bad, she grinned and showed off her kitty smile to them. Mystic love being a panther and had twice the fun cause of it. Meanwhile raven who again was hiding in the library .and again her head in a book she felt the grumble of her stomach crying out for a meal. She had not eating all day and she was starting to get light headed from this. “I guess I should go eat “she said softly to reassure her it would be fine to do so. in truth, it was but being a unicorn, she had to be careful after all curse or not she could find a hunter who would have no problem with removing her horn from her body and killing her. this would cause a hell of a curse on them, but curse or not some will still try. This should not be something to worry about in her new home as the queen protected her, but she did have this worry in the back of her head. She made her way past the halls and in to the throne room she thought it odd not to see the queen but she shrugged it off and went to the dining room to eat.

Sifrella-Last Monday at 6:19 PM
Sifrella’s gaze softened from the cool indifferent stare and her body relaxed a bit from the tension she was feeling at the look in Samuel’s eyes. As he moved closer, she blushed and looked away for a brief moment, only to look at him again as he cooed and got so extremely close. Sif closed her eyes, feeling the heat of him warming her skin in an uncomfortable way, especially with him blocking the cool rain and making her light-headed. But she remained still, for some reason liking the intimacy but also not knowing how to react. A smile graced her lips softly and so briefly before she shook it off and looked up to him. “My King… ah I mean… Sam, I…” She sighed and reached a hand to his maw, touching him lightly, only with her fingertips. She flinched slightly at the heat of his scales and the sheen of toxin mixed with the rain, but looked him in those big bright eyes with an expression of utmost loyalty. That was all she could give him at this juncture, unsure of so many things. “Thank you my Lord.” Sif then took a step back and bowed her head once again, gripping her hand in a fist.

Queen Anaya-Last Monday at 6:29 PM
Samuels face as she touched him soffened so very much, he longed for that sinple thing, touch, to just do as others of her race did, hold one another. his head pushed into her hand as she touched him as he could feel the tenthion from the male that moved and made himself noticed. as the other male walked away and was gone from the gaze of others and there own Smausls body started to cruntch down, and one of the things of being who he was ment when you changed to another form you did not have clothing on. scales and goober fell to the ground as he stood there before her, human skin replaceing toxic covered scales. the rain now free to fall on them both fell on his body makeing him cooler to the touch. "i think more then just i want to touch you my dear Sif" he said softly as he moved a step closer to her, not touching her but being under a foot from her body. "and no matter what you look like, you will always be ice cold in my eyes even if your skin is tan or even browned by the sun, the winter snow is what made my heart fall to bits around you, that wont change due to skin or eye tones" he took yet another step to her, only intches from her body as he looked into her eyes his own black hair felling down around his brod sholders.

MoonroseScarlet-Last Monday at 8:20 PM
-Scarlet was now in the kitchen helping the workers catch a wild bird that was due to be cooked soon, She and two other workers chased the little heck through the kitchen as it screamed towards the door, "runaway bird!" Scarlet yelled as the bird actually made it's way out of the kitchen and into the main halls where Vena was located, Vena was actually trying to flirt with one of the guards just so she could get to the area where all the jewels and gold were located, She knew that some rare jewels were there and she could take them and run with it since she had the form of a royal, "They won't miss it anyway." She said as she danced around the guard, just as he was about to loose his cool and spill the location, the bird let out a screech and ran right across Vena almost making her fall, Vena screamed and ran right upstairs as Scarlet chased after the bird, "Get back her you feathered rascal." Scarlet said before she tripped and fell on her chest, She grunted and looked up, " A little help her miss royal," Scarlet said to Vena who only shook her head, " Not way am I chasing a bird in this dress." Scarlet grunted again as she got to her feet and chased the bird back in the kitchen, the bird could still be heard as Vena looked then came back downstairs-

Loud-Last Monday at 10:43 PM
Ihyriel turned his back against the door, pulling his knees to his chest as he stared blankly, wiping the tears from his face. "Ihyl: Ihyrieeee..." He said tauntingly, "Ihyl: Ihyrieee... I know you here me." Shaking his head he stood up pacing back and forth, "Shut up..shut up." He snapped at himself, clawing himself up to face the mirror, flinching at the person that looked back at him. "Ihyl, stop making me hallucinate!" He angrily drove his fist through the glass repeatedly until his attention was divided by Damon calling his name. "...Oh no.." He snapped out of it, not a fan of Damon, especially while he was playing tug of war with his sanity. Scattering over to the door he had nothing to physically barricade the door with and really there wasn't much he could do magic-wise to meld the metal frame of the door shut so he simply sat there. Hiding his face with his hair, "Ihyl: Another ass kicking.. gonna be a new record. But unfortunately unlike the woman, this guy might kill you. And as for the dragon-man downstairs.. you should just not even look at him don't even breath around him." Ihyriel laid on the floor shaking his head. "What an awful day.."
June 27, 2017

PayneZileQueen-Last Tuesday at 1:09 AM
Annoyed, frustrated, jealous, in rage and wanting to blow off steam, Damon was planning on kicking Ihyriels head in a couple of times. Demon vs Demon, should defenitly be fun. Once he reached the door of Ihyriels chambers, he kicked it in. The heavy wood not even standing a chance, splintering from the impact. Then there he saw it. Blood, everything but a few things being destroyed. And now it made more sense why he saw a servant running away, crying. A deep sigh escaped Damon's lips. He had been there, plenty of times. And it was actually quite impressive that no one was killed. He knew he would've, he had done so. Took him around 20 years u til he finally got back in control. And it didn't seem that Ihyriel was old enough. Damon looked further, he saw destruction, and the room was filled with pain, and suffering. Then he saw Ihyriel. Kneeling down, he tapped the man's arm. "Get up. It's fine. It happened, it's over now. He talks to you, doesn't he? Trust me.. I've been where you were at. And have to admit it to you, impressive how you are able to regain control like that again. Took me 20 years.." Damon reached out a hand, it would be weird for someone who doesn't look a day older than 25 to say something like he did. It was an elven thing, and he knew that him and Sifrella looked young, but were a lot older than they seem. With his free hand, Damon moved his blindfold up to uncover his eyes. Which were nothing like the golden hue that a normal Fire Elf should have, instead they were black, with a deep red iris in the middle. "You're not the only one who's a vessel to something else. But I might be the only one who can help control it more. And no worries about Sifrella. I will talk to her about your situation and training."(edited)

Sifrella-Last Tuesday at 12:24 PM
Staring up at him, many things ran through her mind. ‘He is quite a bit taller than me’, ‘I can hear his heartbeat, or is that mine?’, ‘How long have i stood in this spot?’ It was definitely her heart beating faster as she suddenly realized the rain had settled down and stopped. The stillness of the air silenced the clearing and she could feel herself no longer remaining cool, especially with the literal and figurative heat between she and Sam. Her brows furrowed deeply as her eyes seemed to begin to focus on nothing, the world slowly falling away. “Sam, what does this mean?” The necklace around her neck that usually held an effervescent water with a blue haze suddenly faded in color as well. Samuel seemed to move away from her but stay still at the same time… as she fell unconscious.

Queen Anaya-Last Tuesday at 12:54 PM
Samuel watched her as he moved closer his nude body shifting with his movments. He could see the fog come over her eyes as they started to roll into her head. Movejng forword he grabed her in his arms as she fell out cold. Not knowing what to do his heart sank in his chest and all he chould think about was her. Oh god he was tocuhing her. The toxins in his skin it was to late she woukd get sick now if she was not dieing already. Shit shit shit he thought to himself the words talking out loud as he picked her up. They were not far from the castle, fuck clothing. With sif in his arms he started to run, very very fast his long strids takeing them to the castle gate. With his foot up he kicked in the doors obe door slameing loudly on the stone wall. What he needed was in the bassment "sir Samuel" a guard yelled outband sam ignored the man as he ran down the main hall to the large double guarded door that led down under the castle were people were not alowed to go the one of few places no one but anaya and himself chould go. She wont know he thought to himself as he pushed into the room and bolted down the steps. Makeing his way over to what looked to be a dead end stone hall way he kicked a stone with his foot and the wall opened up. Ibside were books and scroles and a shimmering mace with a purple tinge a old dead body, then another, and another there were a few dead bodys stashed away in there and it was very cold so they hardly rotted. And there on a small pillar was a vile of green glowing fluid. "Sif sif wake up" sam said in a needy please wake up sort of voice as he walked with her cradled in his arms over to the pillar and that vile.

Red-Last Tuesday at 12:59 PM
Days had gone by like it was nothing, Sona stopped carring about everyone around him, he had completely lost his emotions, he was no longer hiding them. They were lost, as if something had stolen them from him. Once again, Sona found himself on the main hall room -otherwise known as the throne room- cleaning the floor with a dirty rag. "I am back, S-o-n-a~" A hostile and unknown voice echoed in Sona's head, ever since the incident with the Queen, Sona has being hearing another voice in his head, it was certainly Satanael. Whatever it was, it said some mean things to Sona, as if... It wanted to break him from the inside. "Still alone little buddy..~?" The voice asked Sona, he of course, ignored it. "Still ignoring me..? Alright then... It's a pity how you were about to finally find a friend, only to be turned down because of what you've become." The voice laughed, its laughted echoing throughout Sona's head. "And to think you were about to die to protect the so called innocent back there... It's just amusing~" The voice kept talking, and talking, and talking. "But I..-" Sona was about to talk, only to be interrupted by the voice. "You what Sona? Face it! There are no innocent, there is no love nor a place to call home for things like you... To be honest, I too am confused as to why the Queen hasn't killed you off yet... Everyone's life would be so much better if you never existed in the first place... Oh, all these lifes you've taken and all these people you watched suffer... You owe the world an apology!" The voice said as Sona felt the feeling of his sins crawling on his back. "Oh you looked so pathetic when the Queen struck you with the realization of who you are, and who you will ever be... A slave, you don't even deserve a name! Might as well call you slave myself... I think that'd be better to keep reminding you where you belong...~" The voice kept talking, Sona just kept scrubbing the floor clean with the rag, ignoring everyone around him.

Loud-Last Tuesday at 1:05 PM
Ihyriel neglected to hear Damon enter his chambers with his face buried in his knees rocking back and forth, the soul crushing feeling of defeat was entirely too much he appreciated the help but he didn't like being utterly trampled upon he only had so much pride to be proud of any not even a small flame of it was there. Flinching slightly at Damon's touch on his shoulder he growled accidentally before regaining consciousness, "Is it really? over...I don't think it is." He took Damon's hand to help him stand to his feet, looking down at the floor despite his eyes being closed, listening to the man speak he didn't expect him to have such a soft interior, "Speaks to me, he controls me, mentally and physically, seriously he makes me fall down the stairs." He sniffled, and twenty years.. he lowered his shoulders pulling his hair off his shoulders. "Its been three hundred years this isn't control this is tolerance..I sit back and take it and eventually he gets bored I have no control. Opening his bi colored eyes slightly he gasped staring blankly, "I was hoping I wasn't alone.." Pressing his lips into a firm line he began to walk away at the thought of Miss Sifrella when he mentioned her.. "I cant face her, I wont..what if I would've hurt her I glared at her..which is most disrespectful.." His ears flickered as his head instantly shot towards the floor in the direction of the door, forgetting their very conversation his attention darted towards downstairs sensing something was wrong "Miss Sifrella.."

PayneZileQueen-Last Tuesday at 1:13 PM
"300 ye.. How old are you kid?" Raising an eyebrow, he covered his eyes again with his cloth. Slightly annoyed that he had shown his eyes but he didn't watch. "I've got training, and I can teach you as well if you wish. And don't worry about Si..." Before he was able to continue talking, he looked at Ihyriel who seemed to be sensing something. When he mentioned Sifrella, he started running towards the throne hall. Which in turn was very close to the entrance. He saw a quick flash of a naked man with Sifrella in his arms, he growled and jumped down the stairs, wanting to run after the naked man, but having lost him when the man went down the basement. He huffed, widened his stance as flames formed into his hands. He got angry, very angry. The Demon inside of him started to wake up as well, as Damon growled. He waited at the throne room. Not leaving his position, and staying in his stance. The flames burning his gloves and charring the hemp of his coat. Burning it away in time as he waited. Exposing his bare upper body. Who ever that was, Damon knew that the basement didn't have a way out. And he would see the man appear in time anyway. Ready to attack

Sifrella-Last Tuesday at 1:24 PM
Her skin was damp with sweat, her hair and the chains hanging from her long elven ears lay cold and swinging swiftly as Sam ran. Her breathing was shallow and her body limp. Her warrior’s uniform was dull with the rain that had fallen through the trees, the ends of her hair tinged with mud as it had drug along the ground. Her breast barely moved with her breathing, the tight straps and blue half corset shifting only with Samuel’s movements. As they entered the castle, some of the staff stared in disbelief, she even looked sicker by the moment due to the toxins seeping into her skin despite its hardened qualities. Once in the basement, her eyes moved behind her lids almost as if she was having a nightmare, but she still did not wake up.

AzamiCore-Last Tuesday at 1:28 PM
-Xera tosses her clothing still damp from the light rain and working with the trolls outside.. She didn't see the one that carried her to her room the other day. She opens her eyes- darn it I didn't even get much sleep, something​ feels wrong. - she dismissed the feeling . This had happened before but never understood what it was. She took the telescope the small one too see cells and placed them in her bag. She also placed a fer other insterments some vile of blood just in case. She all do placed glass slides her notes and pin and ink to take with her. She hopes to bump into that troll. why could she not remember his name. It was strange how it slipped from her mind. Probly form having so many other trolls name in her head.She looked out the window it was still cloudy but the rain seem to have subsided for now. She ooes the door and see the bag next to her door she opens it and smile to see they were the bagg of cotton she had request.- Now to help these trolls to hear better. + She grabs the bag and walks twards the main entrance. She seed Damion rush passed her so she decides to fallow-

Queen Anaya-Last Tuesday at 1:32 PM
Sam no longer gave her a choice and with a clawed finger he shoved his finger down into her mouth opened her lips took the vile and dumped the goop into her mouth. The affects of it would be instant to shock her body into adapting to the antidote. In his hand he tossed the vile to the side as he looked ather her greed eyes flareing brightly. " come on sif wake up, i cant lose you agein, dont fade away from me all over agein" his eyes were watery and glassy as he looked down at her in his arms small drops of green slop on the corners of her lips.

PayneZileQueen-Last Tuesday at 1:46 PM
"Quite clear isn't it.. Try to burn the fucker who carried my...." He silenced himself, what was Sif for him? Defenitly more than a friend, he loved her. Even though he didn't admit it to himself, or her, or anyone else just yet. His rage stayed, while he patiently waited for his soon to be burn victim. A few of the maids that came by quickly ran away again once they saw the fire coming off of Damon's body. Not to mention the heat that he pulsated through the throne hall. Not really keeping Sifrella in mind at this moment, but having his mind set clearly on attacking the naked male who was carrying his loved one. All he cared about now, was fire. To kill, to hurt, maim, to burn to ashes. He growled, sounding low and deep. Ready to attack at any given moment, like an arrow being drawn onto a bow, ready to fire at will. The flames dancing into his hands, waiting to be touched by something or someone that wasn't immune to the damage they could cause.

Red-Last Tuesday at 1:51 PM
After cleaning the floor, Sona was finally able to stand up, most of his body was still in pain from the battle that took place on the outskirts of the village couple of days ago. "Oh? Are we in pain? Do you realise now how pointless your actions were? You saved a bunch of so called innocents... You got hurt in the proccess... All that for her.." The voice paused for a second as Sona looked down at the now cleaned floor. "And instead of rewarding you, or even thanking you for sacrificing your own body for her's and her people's sake... She broke your heart... Oh how amusing this is to watch~! You thought you'd get to be the hero you always wanted to be? You thought that people would stop being afraid of you and they'd love you??" The voice's laughter echoed once more in Sona's head. "Now look at yourself... No one will ever love an abomination such as yourself... You'd be better off just killing yourself at this point..." The voice spoke in a cold and harsh tone, all Sona could do was stay quiet and listen, listen to every single thing the voice had to tell him. Because it was right, everything it said was true and made complete sense to Sona's mind... why would the Queen like to have an abomination like himself as a friend? Why would anyone want him alive? Sona felt himself breaking, with each word Sona reflected upon every single action he had taken so far in his life, every single mistake, every single person he had killed. His state was only getting worse and worse.

Loud-Last Tuesday at 1:57 PM
He absentmindedly answer his question despite his attention placed downstairs "I'm three hundred years old." He did see his eyes through the corner of his own, his eyes appeared closed but they were just very chinky Ihyriel always came off as that "blind guy". But the true important matter was below them, darting after Damon only wearing a pair of black trousers and nothing more his bare feet moved swiftly across the cold stone floor, as he kept up with Damons speed. His long hair covering every inch of his face so no one could see the shit sad expression he was making. "Who was that guy.." he thought to himself only catching a brief view of Miss Sifrella in the persons arms. Standing a fair distance behind the enraged Damon he looked around unclear of what to do. "Sir..Damon.. what are you about to do.." he flicked his chin toward the flames on his hands. "You're gonna what!" He stepped directly besides him shaking his head. "No what if Miss Sifrella is besides that guy and you start spraying flames everywhere, just wait and see who exist first. If its anyone besides her than by all means. I dont want anyone getting hurt but-" His attention darted towards the wall sniffing the air he immediately backed away "....I uhh.. nevermind.." He knew that scent... he refused to be so closed to where that scaled monster was that thing had an aura about it that he didn't like one bit.

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Sifrella-Last Tuesday at 2:00 PM
Sifrella’s eyes opened quickly as her chest rose and her hand went to her throat. She began a coughing fit, sitting up too quickly to where her head spun but only briefly. Taking a deep breath and coughing once more, she touched the corner of her mouth and looked down to the green goo there. Blinking rapidly, as her eyes had begun to water, she looked around. Where she sat was cool and relieving, the air in the basement soothing her skin and lungs. Her back was to Samuel at this moment but she could sense him. She swiftly turned around to see him, though she didn’t know why at this moment she wanted to set her eyes upon him. It somehow relaxed her to know he hadn’t left her side, but also embarrassed her to no end. She didn’t completely understand what had happened but she did know that it had been Samuel to help her. Sif’s gaze couldn’t help but trace all the way from Sam’s eyes down and then away. She was actually getting used to seeing him like this but what shamed her was being weak in front of her Lord. What knight would collapse in front of some one they… Her thoughts stopped there as she slid off of the table and rolled her shoulders back, straightening and resorting to her usual cool demeanor. After a moment, she slid off her warrior’s cloak and laid it on the table, revealing her bare shoulders, back, and stomach. It cooled her and allowed her to muster up the courage to face Sam. “I assure you my lord I shall never fall weak before you again, it was my carelessness that I…” At that moment, she realized that he couldn’t have brought her here, wherever in the castle they were without touching her. She looked to her palm where she had touched him before and there was no burn or even scratches there. Closing her fist she looked back to Sam, still with her cool hazel eyes. “What happened?"

AzamiCore-Last Tuesday at 2:04 PM
Xera backed away from Damion heat of rage. Not jat his heat would burn her. In understanding rage it self. She seen rage like this from Azami. The first time she saw her ever so angry. Xera new it was best to stay out of his way. Her eyes moved to the floor.- What is this? - She spoke not a care who heard her voice as she placed her bags on the floor Ns pulled her tweezer out and one of her glass slabs. - toxin?? She placed some carefully on to her slab not toching it. She placed another glass slabs over the toxin. I wonder where this came from?

Queen Anaya-Last Tuesday at 2:08 PM
Samules arms wraped around her tightly grabing her and forceing her into his embrace. "It is my fault. You fell and i catched you witout thinking. I had to touch you or you would have hit the ground. I am sorry i could not lose you, i could not lose you all over agein." He pulled back his eyes wet as he looked at her "we are in my hidden study i had to take you here to give you the cure for my toxin but now the new batch is gone it will take months to make more but you should grow an immunity to it now just as Anaya has. I shall take you back up to the main level and let you rest it is dirt covered down here." It was a mess in that cramped room the room was large butbthere was alot of stuff jamed in there, hidden castle stuff and bodys sam did not want found by the public. But it was cold, really cold.

PayneZileQueen-Last Tuesday at 2:36 PM
"I don't spray flames.." He responded to Ihyriel, listening to what he had to say, yet not caring. He knew that if Sifrella was there, he wouldn't attack until she was out of the way, what did Ihyriel think? That he was an idiot? When he left, Damon simply shook his head and then kept his eyes locked on the entrance. A soft smirk appeared on his face, he knew why Ihyriel could've left. Same reaction he had when he saw Samuel, so he knew Samuel was around. Who knew, maybe he would be impressed by Damon's attack on some stranger who entered the basement with a woman he knew was dear to Samuel. Damon cracked his neck, loosening up some of his muscles before he'd start a fight. His energy must've been felt through the entire throne room by now, and who knows how much further. His rage built on, and on. Waiting to be released into a full blaze aimed towards whoever the person was who carried the one he loved so dearly, but silently from a distance.

Loud-Last Tuesday at 5:00 PM
Ihyriel stared blankly, what would he have to do to get that level of bravery under his belt. Exactly what would it take? He watched Sir Damon thinking to himself that he was indeed stupid for he was blinded by rage and rage caused stupid mistakes, like hurting or even killing a loved one... "Ihyl: What a well deserved nap, your tantrums exhaust me." Ihyriel suddenly lost control of his head and found himself looking past Sir Damon.. "Ihyl: Dont you have a motto or something about perfection.. and yet thats the wounded servant from upstairs its different from all the rest...its the only wounded one...that makes him im. per. fect.." Ihyriel eyes opened slightly, the two toned hue changing to pure deep golden ones, "Im..perfect?" He questioned before snatching the servant up by the throat, tilting his head, "I'm sorry.. but you are broken...things must go away.." Completely forgetting why he came downstairs and that he was to be by Sir Damons side he let the influence of another take hold for a bit.

Sifrella-Last Tuesday at 5:26 PM
Her arms slowly came up and around Samuel, embracing him in return and wondering when the last time someone embraced her like this was. Had someone ever? Wanting to ask about him mentioning losing her ‘again', Sif opened her mouth to speak but soon was at a loss for words at the look in Samuel’s eyes. Her lips pursed together and she could only nod once, accepting to be led back upstairs. The coldness of the basement was very welcoming but it had not evaded her attention the bodies and such in the space. Luckily she was not one to judge a person’s preferences and there was nothing she could do for the poor souls now. Sif grabbed her cloak from the table, carrying it over her arm as she followed behind Sam from the basement, if anything, it would look as if something untoward had happened in their time downstairs. Sam was nude, and without the main piece of her uniform: the coat, Sif would look all but half naked herself.
AzamiCore-Last Tuesday at 5:38 PM
Xera never seen that likes of these cells before. The toxin could be deadly for most kind she also wonder what would happen if her blood was mixed with the toxin. She new her body was capable of fighting may things. She took the top glass slabs off pulled out another slab only to place the toxin on the slab carefully not mixing the other cell she never seen before. She then cut her finger letting one drop of blood fall on the toxin. She looked under the microscope of the five glass she had made watching intently. She would see at first the toxin was eating at her cells but then it changed- wait what this... Her cell changed colors?? This can't be she said loudly.

Queen Anaya-Last Tuesday at 5:40 PM
Sam let her gonas he putbhis arm around her waist line helping her walk worryed she may fall once more. As they did he grabed a black cloak from a hook on the wall and loosely tossed it over himself. Still nude and it was open front after all. And there was no clothing down here some armor and rare bits and bobs but nothing casual. As he walked up the steps he could feel something it was the same smell and aura of that one malenfrom earlyer that got mad and stormed off. " stay here sif i belive that male from earlyer is upstairs and it is hot around him." He turned around and his fingers moved to push her hair behind her ears "it feels nice to be able to hold you, you still will be a little sick so remember that when eating. And sif " moveing over to her he leaned down and boldly kissed her cheek he had been wanting to for months now and at long last he chould. The cure would not make her immune to everything and some parts of his selfnwere more toxic or just out right skin melting acidic and the anti venom would save no one from that. But the littke things could pass now, touching , a kiss here and there it was ok now he would not make her sick and it was good he chould not partake in more then kissing as he was unsure how things and feelings would grow. " be safe alright. I will cheak it out, this time i will guard you" he gave a smile his eyes bright as he went on up to the door and started to open it to get back on. The main level

PayneZileQueen-Last Tuesday at 5:48 PM
While Damon was carefully watching the door that let to the basement, it didn't mean that he didn't take Ihyriel for granted in thr background. The aura that surrounded him got quite noticible for Damon, and when he felt a switch and saw Ihyriel choke a servant, he simply threw a ball of flames aimed toward Ihyriel's back, if Ihyriel would've been hit, Damon would simply shake his head in a disagreeing way. Then, he noticed that the door was opening. Damon's cold face turned into a devilish smirk. He was going to enjoy this a lot more than he possibly should've. When he saw the man, Damon moved both of his arms and fired a ginormous wave of fire towards him. After, he sprinted and launched himself towards the man, in case he wouldn't have been hit by the wave of fire that was going towards him. His fists ready, Damon jumped high, gaining momentum before his right fist would lunge itself forward, aimed at the man's chest.(edited)

Loud-Last Tuesday at 6:08 PM
Ihyriel's muscles flexed as he held the servant higher off the floor tightening his grip the veins in his arms and back gave him a more vascular appearance. "Hah.. look at you squirm.." He grinned crookedly, cackling like a mad man, feeling the ball of flames Damon threw at him he had no reason to evade, his aura spiked far beyond his own control extinguishing the flames with a wild gust of winds. A thick vantablack aura embraced his form, "I need to watch you die... just die." The kicks of the dying servant dwindled from panic to lifelessness he enjoyed this very much. "Ihyl: Oh.. hahHaHHAHHAH fuck he did it!!! " Ihyriel's hair wavered around him as he stood their panting with his back turned towards the others. "Now.. hes perfect."

Sifrella-Last Tuesday at 6:13 PM
Her ears twitched, in the distance up ahead she could hear the crackling of the flames and could already feel the slight warmth creeping down the stairs. Who else did she know could bring the heat like that? Damon. Her expression turned to slightly annoyed but schooled just as quickly once again, even in her weakened state she was about to march right up and ask what in all the Hels was he doing. That thought was dropped as well as her cool composure when Sam spoke again, but what really broke her facade was the kiss he planted on her cheek. Sifrella stood frozen, staring at him and then shifted her gaze to his brilliant smile as he walked off. Once he was out of her sight, she dropped down into a crouched position, dropping her coat to press her hands to her cheeks. They had reddened beyond what she had already not gotten used to, a newfound heat rising up her neck and building in her chest and belly. She simply remained crouched there, thinking deeply, not even tuning in to the obvious ruckus upstairs.

AzamiCore-Last Tuesday at 6:28 PM
-Xera was in awe as her cell seem to over through the toxin she raised her head and saw the burst of flame at the corner of her eye when she scratched her head. She was so consumed that she bearly noticed Ihyriel choking the life out of the servents. As the flam extinguish once it hit his back. The body limp now in the man's hand.- Why are you killing a servent? -She slowly approshed her eyes watching his every move, unsure what caused his state.

Queen Anaya-Last Tuesday at 6:30 PM
Sam had opened the door and there was fire, oh joy oh bliss some moron was attacking the door, and it had been a while since he killed a moron, so it was as good a time as ever. as soon as the heat got high he shut the door, flames would not hurt him but the force of that blast would have made his next move slower then it needed to be, as soon as the flame wave hit the door he opened the door the slaves being no problume at all as he bolted to the side. Wyverned were graced with speed that could make a demon or vampire blush. in a blink he was out of the flame and his bright green eyes were up and fired "who the fuck are you and why in the hell have you tossed my own element at me. why attack the king of this castle!" he snarled as from his back cracked his skin as upon his skin over his body started to look like he was sweating, but it was a light coating of toxin, touching him was deadly, breathing in the air he let out was toxic, steping on the ground he driped on was toxic, everything to do with sam was toxic. but then, out of his back came the tail, a long black and red darked tail with a massive green spike on the tip. it swayed back and forth as he looked at the demon male. "the best part demon boy, Anaya wont mind if you and that little shit in the cornor killing the maid dies." his eyes turned as he spoted the girl, she was a nice hunk of meat aswell, three on him, well that was mighty good odds, but who would run first and who was the largest and strongest target, that would be the thing that needed to be taken down first.

PayneZileQueen-Last Tuesday at 6:55 PM
Missing the hit, landing on his feet and immediately turning. Damon smirked "A fast one I see" But at the moment that Damon heard who dared, he felt cocky. "The name is Damon Salvatore... Advisor to the.... Oh fuck" When he heard Samuel introduce himself, and saw the tail appear, he knew he had fucked up. The toxic breath didn't seem to harm Damon, probably because the toxin would have been burned in it's gasseous form before Damon would have been able to inhale it. But this was no time to back off, cower into a corner wasn't Damon's forte. "I am an Elf, you uncultured lizard!" He growled, hating the fact that he was just called a Demon boy. He had forgotten about Ihyriel at this moment, and the other woman who was close he hadn't even noticed beforehand. Fore wasn't going to work, he knew that much. Hand to hand was still an option, but Damon had to heat up to an tremendous amount, and he didn't want to risk Sifrella being around. "Where did you take her" He huffed, looking at the man who he now knew was in fact his own King, Samuel.(edited)

Loud-Last Tuesday at 7:21 PM
Still holding the servant up in the air by the throat his darkened gaze turned in Xera's direction. "Ihyl: I deem her imperfect.." Ihyriel lowered his arm yet not releasing the dead body he dragged it around with him as he approached the nosy woman. "I..m perfect..." he burst out in inappropriate laughter he didn't like to hurt woman but it was indeed a guilty pleasure. He decided to ignore her for now, but she'd be sorry if she pestered him any further. Tearing the body apart coating himself in blood he mangled it till there was nothing else to play with. Holding its skull in his hand he stared into the dangling from the hollowed eye socket laughing until he could barely stand. "S-somebody kill me!" He wiped the blood all over his face licking his fingers. "Ihyl: disgusting...taste horrible"

Sifrella-Last Tuesday at 7:31 PM
Sif looked up suddenly, standing slowly as she realized there was something definitely wrong. The air was tinged with the heavy metallic scent of blood, and now she could hear the booming voice of Samuel speaking of someone attacking him. Her heart sank, worry creasing her brow before being replaced with something she was much more comfortable with: anger. Her illness was totally forgotten as she took an old sword from the wall beside her and set the tip on the ground. The coolness of the basement had given her enough strength to do at least this. Gripping the hilt, ice and frost formed around her fingers, weaving down over the sword entirely. As she formed herself a proper ice weapon, she was swiftly running up the stairs, her eyes back to the cold ocean blue as her magic flowed freely. Before Damon had finished the words “…take her”, Sif was standing in front of him, her back to Samuel and in a pre-attack position that was unique to her style. Her front left leg was straight out in front of her as she crouched down on her back right leg, the sword of ice leveled in front of her in her right hand at her eyeline and her left hand open in front, palm facing upwards. Sif’s glare faltered at seeing Damon was her opponent but then returned as she caught sight of Ihyriel behind him, covered in the aforementioned blood and a mangled servant at his feet. Once again she was having the sinking feeling, pity over the poor soul who had fallen victim to Ihyriel’s loss of control… perhaps she was too hard on him earlier.

AzamiCore-Last Tuesday at 7:38 PM
-She watched as the man Rios the body apart some of the slaves blood rained on her body. This would be the second time she was baptized in blood as she licked dome of the blood on her face. She turns to see a large male almost resemblance of a dragon and heard the word King. "So this is the king I was warned about" she said this in her mind the toxin lingered in the air as she covered her face so she could not stay to meet this king in person her best bet is to flee she was far enough to run yet she spoke loudly- I have no qualms to fight you M'Lord . She grabbed her bag and stuff her items in her bag.- Plus I have trolls ears to clean and more training to teach - she quickly left the room-

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Queen Anaya-Last Wednesday at 1:23 PM
Samuels eyes watched the man talk as Sif ran forth to face him, her back was to sam she was not standing ageinst him she was standing with him. Smauels tail lowered down from holding it over his head to holding it to his hip, he could not fling spikes from it this low but he could jab if needed or move it back up to were it was andfling a spike or two. "Sif, you sould not be up here" he said softly the malic leaveing his voice as soon as he had seen her. but then his eyes moved to the other male with the dead body and covered in blood. another maid lost to some dumb fool that had to eat it. how is that perfecthion how is that anything but moronic stupidty to kill what was not yours in the first place. he was already angered at the fact the man before him was being a stuck cunt with his words but now there was a dead maid and a room that stank of blood to add it all together. and on top of it all this place was hot and he knew sif would not be able to handle it for long. looking up at the skylight sam moved his tail back over his head and for her waisted the stinger he had, flinging it up to hit out the glass in the skylight alowing the cold outside air to flood in aswell as the rain to stop fires burning inside and put some chill back into the halls. "guards open the doors alow the cold in and the rain" "but sir that is now what lady Anaya would want for the hall" "SHE IS NOT HERE IS SHE!" he yelled at them his teeth grinding together as his teper flared the light sting in his tail as a new spike came into place, he was able to regrow three fast then would take much longer to grow anymore. his eyes moved back to lady Sif and the other man saying he was the advisor. and yes that was the male anaya had told him about before she had left, stupid male, why attack or keep going with the insults to the people you serve. but if he so wished to toss another fire ball or punch at him Samuel would not say no, as long as sif was not in the way.

PayneZileQueen-Last Wednesday at 1:53 PM
The second that Damon had noticed Sif, he dropped his guard and lowered his temperatures. He was careful when it came to her. But when he noticed that she was getting ready to attack, he sighed and got into his own fighting stance. "About time then, I guess" he mumbled, waiting for her to have an attack. When Samuel broke the glass and the rain started falling in, cooling down the room tremendously, Damon took a glance at Samuel, nodding softly towards him as if he was saying 'Thank you'. Damon would rather die than to think that he'd hurt Sifrella, and with the cool temperatures, he chose not to go for fire. He'd accept his punishment about his attack against the King later, if Samuel or even Anaya would deem fit. And if it would be his death, he'd glady pay for it, if it would mean that Sifrella is safe. "I'm glad you're alright..." he murmured. His guard dropping slightly as he didn't really feel like fighting someone he feared was hurt or lost forever.

Sifrella-Last Wednesday at 4:29 PM
Sif gave Damon a slight, barely visible nod but continued with her next line. “Damon Salvatore. You have disrespected your King. I would suggest that you beg on your knees for forgiveness or prepare to be bested by me.” Sif could barely focus her vision on the figure in front of her when glass shattered around her and the rain that had begun to fall again drenched the floors of the castle. She winced internally at the fit Anaya would have had over this but assumed it would be fine by the time she returned. Sif shifted her stance a bit, strengthening her core with the rain and cold air relieving her. The edge of her ice sword now glowed as her eyes did, ready to take on either Damon or Ihyriel. She knew the King could take care of himself but she also did not want Damon hurt, as much as she hated to admit it. If she was to take her attention away to Ihyriel, Damon could very easily die. The toxic air throughout the castle had still affected her, making it harder to breathe through. Her lungs were cold so they would hold onto the toxins, but luckily the open doors and free flowing air helped ventilate it. At this point, she wasn’t at her prime and honestly didn’t find this situation to be a lethal one. It was easy for her to see that this was not the time for talking or resting, so she set herself up to fight. Charging forward, she swung her sword in her right hand across to the right, sending an arc of ice somewhat like a curved blade towards Damon’s chest. With that, she attempted to maneuver and speed past him to also apprehend Ihyriel. If she made it past him, Sif would aim a spin kick to Ihyriel’s head, hoping to simply knock him unconscious due to the lack of information she had on his true power.

Loud-Last Wednesday at 5:16 PM
Distracted by the shattering glass, and the cool rain waters falling down onto his skin he completely snapped out of his psychotic break looking around at the blood and mangled insides and bones tilting his head. "Ihyl: Exhausting.. don't look at it you'll pass out or do that banshee fear scream and I don't have time. Possessing you and failing is tiring." Pulling his head up he stared up at what used to be a skylight and sighed deeply sobbing internally he let his arms hang loosely at his sides, the coolness of the rain washing off majority of the blood that washed over him. "...I ..damn it.." He didn't have enough fight in him to cry about his intense fuck up he simply recognized he was wrong, I didnt know how to apologize for it or if he even should. "They're going to kill me...i killed one of their own" pressing his lips into a firm line he simply stood their intentionally lowering his guard and surrendering him self for anyone with the mind to attack, what else did he have to lose? He no longer cared. "Ihyl: "...stop... what the hell are you doing..

Queen Anaya-Last Wednesday at 8:32 PM
Samuel watched them all the shattered glass clicking on the floor, bright green eyes moved over to sif as she went on the attack to the others, she was in no shape to attack, no shape to put herself though it. and when to others he would not care and let them do what they wanted to, to her, she mattered to him and that mattering was growing to more then just mattering. Samuel moved over to sif after she had completed her doings he placed a hand on her shoulder holding her softly but at the same time firmly "it is alright, i understand there concern, he was worryed about you, did not know his place and who i was, it can be forgiven, for you. but you need to rest Sif you need to relax and rest you are still sick and your body needs to adapt to the toxin that is now in your vains" he leaned down his head to her shoulder and looked at her his body trying to be as cold as he could "let me take you to your chamber" his eyes moved to look at the one that had killed that maid "i will handle the males later myself"

PayneZileQueen-Last Wednesday at 8:48 PM
Listening to Sif, he knew that he was in the wrong. Loosening up his stance, he finally stood up straight and then wanted to kneel for Samuel before Sif rushed towards him. Dodging her attack with ease given that she wasn't at her fastest. Not making any attempt to either re-direct her attack or to counter it. He also noticed Sif was weak. And even though he really did not like Sam being the hero in this, he was still the King, and Damon had to obey and listen. He kneeled down once he was able to. "My apologies, my King. I will take my punishment with pride" He was clear, and also sighed a little in frustration. In all this, he simply ignored Ihyriel. He'd be a care for later. "The kid has something inside of him my King. Something I am very familiar with. If you would allow me, I'd like to continue where Sif left off in his training, until she is back on her feet again, so her and I could work together in this. If you don't decide to take my life. That is."

Sifrella-Last Wednesday at 8:56 PM
Seeing Ihyriel dazed off looking upwards, she shifted her weight, albeit clumsily and spun back on her heel. Bending her leg, she avoided sending her boot into the back of his head and slid a bit back into a regular standing position. It didn’t last long as she knelt down to the floor again, the sword being what kept her from crumpling completely. The ice melted into nothing from the sword as her eyes faded back to an almost milky hazel. Samuel’s touch stabilized her, and she rose as he spoke, tossing the sword in her hands to the floor and taking a deep breath. She simply looked to the ground, soon closing her eyes and sighing, “Yes, my Lord.” She took everything she could muster and lifted her chin, pulling her shoulders back in a prideful stance and slowly walked forward, not sparing a glance behind her.

Loud-Last Wednesday at 9:07 PM
Ihyriel closed his eyes as he didn't care to seen would happen to him, he even stopped listening entirely tuning out the background noise the others were making. "Ihyl: "You move you ass.. right now!" His body began to tremble as his right leg hesitantly slid forward in an attempt to move forward as if to evade Miss Sifrella's attack. "No..." He, whispered to himself only to see her completely withdrawal, "Dammit..." "Ihyl: Hah, clumsy..." Ihyriel peered at her briefly from the corner of his eyes frowning until the corners of his lips twitched. Even Sir Damon stood up for him, speaking of Ihyl trapped within him and had been the reason for all this destruction.. but would that truly change anything? Would that truly stop the king from wanting to use his skin as a new blade sheath?

Queen Anaya-Yesterday at 12:44 PM
Sams eyes looked at her as he leaned over, his arms moved and craddled under her legs picking her up like one would carry a wife or treasured loved one. he held her safe in his arms as he placed her to his chest "it is alright to be weak sometimes, it is alright to say you need help, it does not prove you are weak to trust others" he moved his nose to nuzzle ageinst her cheek as he turned his head to look at the other two males, eyes turning from tender to sif, to calus and vindictive to the others "be sure this place is spotless by the time i come back down here, you have made a mess of this place and have fowled its ground, demons themselves are not favored here you only live this day due to your rank" his eyes looked at damon then turned to the other one "and you, your fate has yet to be dicided you have no controle of yourself i would advise geting some" his words so cold to the both of them as he looked back down to sif, the only thing here he cared for the rest of them could burn in the flames and he would not give a flying fuck about it, she was his second chance to have Kadance back, at least a little bit hav her back, have something made ice in his life agein. with Sif in his arms he took her away form the others and walked up the steps with her "you know i can see it in that ones eyes, he holds feelings for you" he said softly out of ear shot of the others as he walked up the steps to Sifs marked bedroom, still only dressed in that black cape and nothing else. he held her as he kicked open the door and moved to the bedside not wanting to put her down into her chamber bed just yet.

PayneZileQueen-Yesterday at 6:11 PM
Damon remained kneeled down. He rested a hand flat on the floor, waiting patiently and then when Samuel had left, he stood up and walked to Ihyriel. Smacking him on the back of his head as he walked further to get a mop and a water bucket. Once returned with two pairs of buckets, both filled with water and a bar of soap, and in his other hand holding two mops. He tossed one of each in front of Ihyriel, and then placed his own down and started cleaning up the floor. He understood that he didn't make that much of a mess himself, but he figured he might as well show off some respect and take some matters into his own hand.

Loud-Yesterday at 6:42 PM
Ihyriel sighed in relief as the big scary King carrying away Miss Sifrella had left, but his words did very much catch his attention he wanted to say it wasn't his fault but it was very true, he had no control and needed to get some, like yesterday, "Oh man..." He was on the verge of crying until he felt the strike of Sir Damons hand go upside his skull. "Ahh..." he rubbed his noggin furiously, looking at him only to grab the bar of soap and started to clean away at the floor mopping up the blood and clearing away the mangled flesh and bones. "Im sorry..." He muttered to Sir Damon, avoiding eye contact.

Sifrella-Yesterday at 6:55 PM
Sif simply closed her eyes as Samuel lifted her from her feet. She was fairly acceptant of it at this point, besides her head was ringing incessantly. She let his voice soothe her, laying her head to his chest and listening to his heartbeat which was very loud to her in this position. Sifrella smirked increduloisly, sighing lightly in what was supposed to be a laugh, "That fool would not know but the feeling of hate and pridefulness..." Her eyes opened slowly to look up at him as he stopped inside her chambers. His face was nice to look at now that she was forced to stare, at least those were her thoughts before her mind drifted. She woke up the next day, everything groggy from the day before. Sif drew a hand up to her face, covering her eyes from the peeking sun through her open drapes. She usually kept them closed so she wondered why they were open now, although even odder, the warmth did not bother her. Sifrella moaned lightly, having moved to sit up despite her body's protests. After a moment, she dropped her hand from her face and looked about the room, now finding the urge to see the last face she remembered.

Queen Anaya-Yesterday at 7:02 PM
Sam gave a smile and layed her down in her bed pulling up the covers to her shoulders " hate and pride for some is all they know, it is not there fault only there lives" he leaned and kissed her forhead then turned walking out of the room. Sam let out a sigh it had been a very long time since he let someone into his heart and he prayed it would not turn to bite him in the ass all over agein. Walking down the steps to the main haul he stoped" no not goijg to deal with them today i will do so tomorrow. He grunted as he turned around makeing his way to Anayas studdy he would not sleep in his chamber alone there was no point he enjoyed company even if he woukd not admit it. Floping himself down at the paper covered desk he fliped the papers and from the look of it papers alone would take up a large amout of the night

PayneZileQueen-Yesterday at 7:22 PM
"I'm sure you are" were the only words Damon had mumbled to Ihyriel while he was cleaning the entire floor. Once he was finally done, he nodded to Ihyriel. "Go sleep it off. Tomorrow's going to be quite the heavy day. I'll start training you, and trust me. Compared to me, Sif's a Princess" After he had said that, Damon went to his own chambers, but not before he moved to Sifrella's chambers first. He wanted to know if she was alright, and was actually quite relieved when he didn't hear any moaning. Softly smiling, he went to his own chambers and took a hot bath before he moved to his own bed, laying down and dozing off. The covers not even covering half of his ass. In the morning, Damon woke up thanks to the sun shining onto his back. Which felt pleasurable, after doing his morning routine of working out, meditation, and cleaning himself. He finally got dressed and put on his last cloak, he sighed and shook his head softly to himself. Before he placed the blindfold in front of his eyes again, leaving his chambers. He knocked loudly on Ihyriels door, only to walk further and move down to the throne room that was now freshly clean. Not a drop of blood in sight, like nothing had ever happened there. Damon crossed his arms and remained standing still. Waiting patiently

Loud-Yesterday at 7:55 PM
Ihyriel's face began to hurt as all he did was frown and after hearing Sir Damons words he was sure his face had fallen off onto the floor. After he finished he stood up and walked to his chambers as he was instructed. Beyond worried he couldnt even look Miss Sifrella's door in the eye, hed never be able to look at her actual face. He sped past her chambers and entered his closing and locking the door. He stepped towards the bed ready to pass out yet, as the failure he was he completely missed and dropped faces first on the floor. "Ihyl: Perfect.." they said in unison before he blacked out. Yet the morning had crept up on him it felt the moment he closed his eyes, hearing something at the door he was to comfortable to rise from the soft sheets. "Uhh.." He rose to his feet, took a nice bath and cleaned himself thoroughly and properly smelling of vanilla and sugars, he began thinking a woman shared this chamber prior to his staying there. He brushed his hair free of thick wavy curls as it flowed beautifully towards the floor stopping at the back of his knees, he stood tall around his six foot two self though there was no pride just a firm posture. His green hair faded to mint shade as he pushed his bangs in his face hiding his squinted eyes. Having no morning routine of his own he simply got dressed. He wore a short black robe with silver buttons that lined on the side and white trousers that tucked into his knee high leather boots. "I got dressed nice to get my ass kicked.. again... oh well." He moved towards the door and pulled it open, where he tucked his hands in his back pockets. These past days, had been absolute hell, he had no emotion to claim at the time, he didn't feel the need to cry, or cower he didnt feel angry or happy he accepted a feeling of Neutralness "This is where I should be.."

Sifrella-Today at 7:19 PM
Sif stared off into the distance as a handmaiden went about straightening the room and setting a few glasses of cold water by her bedside. Sifrella was too lost in her thoughts to even look at the woman. After a moment, she spoke up, “Milady, I’ve finished and I’ve set your uniform upon the chair. It is cleaned and folded milady… I do wish you’d eat a bit?” Sif blinked slowly, before turning from her side and sitting up in bed. She finally looked over at the woman, as if she hadn’t noticed her there before. Her gaze went from the maiden’s small face to the tray in her hands. At the small acknowledgement of her presence, the woman stepped forward and set the tray on Sifrella’s lap, immediately bowing her head and leaving the room right after. She knew there were multiple people in the castle that would appreciate a small push to make Sif eat, even the staff were a bit worried over the cold Elf’s health. When the door to her chamber closed, Sif leaned back and looked back out of the window, forgetting the small meal of fruits and breads in front of her.

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Queen Anaya - 07/04/2017
lifting his head off his desk as a paper fell from his nose and droll covered the side of his cheek. the ink pot had spilled all over the desk and marked the side of his face. uggggg he grumbled as Sam took his hand to clean the fdoor from the side of his jaw. geting up and puting his arms over his head he saw the mess but at the same time saw all the word he had done over the night, why look at the bad part right. "bath time then out time then do something else" he muttered as looking around he wanted to see anaya and the kids but knew they were out adventureing on there own, witch was good for them and he did not have to spend time with the girl child giveing her attenthion he did not want to give her. softly he fixed his long black hair and then walked his way out into the main hall and to the bathing house to relax a little, yes he had nothing on, did not need to have pants on when you would be takeing them off anyway and the bathing house was not far a hop and a skip over and he was there. and he was in a rather good mood still the day was not over and he would punish that mess maker today so could not go wrong there. maybe chop off a finger or two, no that was for stealing, well the punishment for murger was well death but we would see how it would go maybe if he begged enough it would just be chop off a body part or lock him up in the hold no food or water, no, for sure, chop off a body part. he thought many things to himself as he lowered his stocky body into the watering bath. it was nice and warm and instently samules muccles relaxed and he was no longer mildly tense. puting his arms behind his head he smushed down into the water enjoying the water over his face. if he could live in this moment he would, it would be even better if sif joined him here.

Payne - 07/04/2017
"Come on Ihyriel.. Now's not the day to be slacking off" Damon sighed to himself and shook his head a little. Tapping his right foot while he started to get impatient. Out of annoyance his body heat started to rise. But only slightly, as he was waiting. Damon moved to the throne that he was assigned to and decided to sit down. Lowering down unti his back was more on the seat than his ass was. His hands deep in the pockets of his coat

Loud - 07/04/2017
Ihyriel walked into the clearing where he noticed Sir Damon sitting rather awkwardly in the throne, "What an awkward way to feel comfortable." He thought to himself, tucking his hair behind his pointed ears exposing the many piercings and spikes even small gauge holes. "...Err.." his expression was blank as he approached the area in which Sir Damon was not really in the mood to have his ass handed to him he had this nagging gut feeling that something terrible was coming his way. "Sir Damon.. I don't think we should do this.. now." His eyes slightly open behind his long mint bangs as he slouched slightly even his posture gave away his building anxiety. "I just... have this very certain feeling that what I did.. wont go without some cruel type of punishment and I.." He stopped there his head turning towards the floor. "Ihyl: ..." "Yeah, if you have nothing to say im fucked." He thought internally biting the corner of his lip avoiding visual contact with Sir Damon.

AzamiCore - 07/04/2017
-Xera had quickly left the castle. She met most of the trolls in a cave. The first troll she met was there seeing him brought his name back to he memory. She clicks and grunts her words to him and he answered back- Kull your here all so to have your ears cleaned out?" "Yes, I heard you were coming to help us hear better. " I will clean your ear first so the rest could trust me.- He would sit on the floor and she pulls out the cotton out. She carefully cleans out Kill's ear. The nasty green buildup would stink. She clean out his other ear.- Now tell me what you hear without turning your head. " Well your voice sounds a louder than before." That is good- she would step on small branch and it would brake.- I heard a crack sound . Good now you can hear better. -She smile.- It is important to hear you enemies approaching. Next . It took her 30 min each in cleaning their ears. She had clean 12 of them and called it a day Kull was off duty and asked her to stay at his dwelling. She would agree. For this time. She did ask to use his table so she could study on her blood reaction to the toxin.
Kill's*
Kull's

July 5, 2017
Sifrella - 07/05/2017
Once clean, but still wet, Sif eyed the breakfast. She was feeling much better than the night before and even better than that morning. Luckily her physiology was strong so she could recover a bit faster. She ate while moving around the room, working to twist and pin up her long white hair. It dragged along the floor behind her but she didn’t mind, soon she had it in swooping loops and a long ponytail. She no longer felt secluded in the large castle so she would begin today showing her face more often. After a glance in the mirror, her meal finished and her body lightly clothed in her signature blue, she nods to herself. Sifrella would get back to her duties, for now simply taking a march around the Dynasty castle to check up on things. She had no reason to worry over herself but she did wish to see what of Ihyriel after the calamity. And perhaps Damon as well as she did not get the chance to properly apologize to either of them for her recklessness. Sif made her way down the halls at an easy pace, padding barefoot silently.
July 6, 2017

Payne - 07/06/2017
As Damon was sitting, he started to doze off slightly until he heard Ihyriel talk. Quickly raising his chin a little, so his face would look more as if he was looking at Ihyriel, he moved his upper body, straightening it so he'd sit more upright. More professional and more interested. "What do you mean, you don't think we should do this right now?" As Damon noticed the posture that the person was having was slouched and scared. Damon nodded and then stood up, walking towards him and then resting his hand on Ihyriels right shoulder. "Punishment is due, and you know this. Don't be afraid. Be afraid and you'll most likely be killed. Show pride, show you want to make this right, and show you do not fear death, even if you do. And you'll most likely be spared. " As he spoke, he heard footsteps that were way too familiar to him. It was Sifrella and she was getting closer. A soft smile formed on Damon's lips as he realized it, and then he moved his hand to tap Ihyriels shoulder once more, and then squeezing it firmly. "Now stand straight, chin up. And show some damn self respect. No wonder your Demon takes the piss out of you. He's a part of you. The sooner you realize and accept that. The quicker I'll be able to help you control it more."

Sifrella - 07/06/2017
Sif leaned against the wall, looking ever regal and serious but there was a new softness to her eyes aside from the warm color. She simply watched Ihyriel and Damon for a while, quietly deciding on if she should interfere at all. She knew her presence was known, Damon always had a way of knowing she was there, or finding her wherever she was. Somehow it was comforting to her, having never had someone so close. She would think she’d hate being watched but felt it was more being watched over. When had she allowed that? At that thought, she furrowed her brow slightly before schooling her features and pushing off from the wall. Sif decided to avoid this uncomfortable situation entirely and move to outside.

July 7, 2017
CrystalScarShadow - 07/07/2017
-she had been walking for days, her last assignment had been an easy one, as she walked down the road. The rain had continued for days, her clothes and armour weighted on her sore body, as she continued. Her white hair had been pulled into a long side braid to keep from getting in her face as she worked, and her black cloth masked covered her face from people knowing what she looked like. She didn't care for many things, only thing she knew was battle, and pain. She had no family, only people she would pass by in the taverns, other mercs, and swords for hire. . She had been here a few times, and each time the queen was very kind, walking up the hill she saw the guards at the door again as she stopped and waited for them to acknowledge her. After sometime and none of the guards seemed to notice she was standing in front of them, she knocked on the door, her fist against the door seemed like a beast was banging on the door, but it was her. She waited as she felt the rain hit her forehead, and running down her face as she remained in the rain for a bit longer. A guard opened the door, and nodded to her as she entered. Looking around the hall she could sense people in the realm and she waited for a moment till she was asked to speak. Water still dripping off her from the down pour of the rain.-

Loud - 07/07/2017
Ihyriel took in Sir Damon's words with a nod, the mention of Death gave him a weird flash back that caused him to stare blankly for a solid five seconds just in time to catch sight of the mans Smile before his eyes returned to their closed state. They never stayed open for too long anyways, the only way they did is when he had on his spectacles. Straight, chin up hm? "Ihyl: ...." Why are you so quiet, its very unlike a loud mouth such as yourself. He pondered quietly, before snapping his attention back towards Sir Damon "Okay.. I think im read-" His head sharply turned in the direction of Miss Sifrella moving outside, sending a rush of mixed feelings about now having to go outdoors and train..his last training session was absolutely terrifying. "Uhh..outside.." He rolled his shoulders back waiting for Sir Damon to lead the way.
(Its out if order I know ^^")

July 8, 2017
Payne - 07/08/2017
When Damon had noticed that Sifrella was moving away from them, and Ihyriel clearly wanting to see her for what he thought could be the last time. Damon nodded softly and lead him towards the outer gardens. Opening the doors as there was being banged on. Looking the strange but kind of familiar woman into her eyes through his blindfold. "Excuse me.. Have we..?" He opened the door further for the woman to enter, as she seemed to be familiar. "No one's here. Just me and the kid. And some people outside. So if you want to check out the gardens, come follow us instead." Damon shrugged, and then pulled Ihyriel along with him. "Come on kid. Time to go see 'mommy'" he said in a snarky and sarcastic tone. Grinning a little as he made his way to where he thought Sifrella would go to.

July 9, 2017
Loud - 07/09/2017
Ihyriel sighed inwardly as he allowed himself to be pulled around by Sir Damon "But.." He was slightly distracted by the appearance of a woman he did not know simply standing back as Damn and the woman converse with another he himself had a mind to turn and walk away "Kid I am not a ki-" He was than pulled by his arm with a childish frown on his face as he had no choice but to toddle behind the man growling under his breath as he said "Go see mommy" "She's not my mother..ugh.." He pouted slightly simply going along with wherever he was to be taken to, he had no interest in seeing Miss Sifrella but It didnt seem like he had much of a choice in the matter. "Ihyl: Grin a bare it.." "Oh now you talk.."

Sifrella - 07/09/2017
Sitting high up in one of the garden trees was the Arctic Elf. Her eyes were closed as she sat being soaked in the rain. The downpour had let up a bit so the sky had opened up, leaving rays of light to speckle the grounds. A few rays lit parts of her face and body, her wet hair trailing and draping the branches in some places and simply hanging in others. She had unpinned it, relishing in the heavy feeling pulling down on her head. It was cool up high and the rain had chilled her skin. After hearing the approaching footsteps, she had sighed lightly and leaned back, half laying on a large branch with her back up against the broad trunk. Sif made no motion to acknowledge their presence.

July 11, 2017
Payne - 07/11/2017
"Ah.. There she is. Now go tell 'mommy' that you love her. And we can finally continue on with our training. Or prepare for Samuel to do whatever. Which fits you best, Ihyriel.." Damon crossed his arms and waited on a bit of a distant away from the tree that Sifrella was sitting in. The soft rain made her even more noticible, and with it her beauty was more appearant. A gentle smile curved over his lips, bowing slightly for the woman. His thick, black hair falling over his blindfold as he moved back up again. He then moved his left hand to comb his hair back into it's "natural uncombed" hairstyle. "Good morning, Sif. Lovely day, isn't it?"

July 12, 2017
Loud - 07/12/2017
Ihyl:"Or you can go fuck yourself, and tell her of your undying affections and maybe sing her a song from bended knee." His other half took chance and voiced his thoughts through Ihyriel as he quickly covered his mouth. "That was so rude.." he stared blankly knowing the long eared man heard him. Ihyriel hadnt even been paying any mind to Miss Sifrella and Sir Damon. He was in his own lovers quarrel. "Ihyl: It wasn't rude.. it was juuust right. "You know how many people wanna kick my ass because of you?" "Ihyl: too many for you to live?" Ihyriel pursed his lips together as he had one of those legendary "Oh shit" moments turned and began to walk back towards his chambers. "No i wont run.." he turned back towards the love birds taking a few steps. "Ill just..jog a little. Only to about face as he began pacing like a mad man, his hair whipping across the wet grounds like a broom. "What do I do?"

Sifrella - 07/12/2017
Once spoken to, Sif’s eyes opened slowly, but only half way as the ran fell from the branches above her. With a sigh, she closed her eyes again and rolled over as if she was about to fall from the branch. And she did fall, but gracefully so in a blur of flowing white hair and blue fabric. She spun on her way down from the height, corkscrewing once before landing in a semi crouch, her arms relaxed at her side. As Sif rose, she opened her eyes again, pinning Ihyriel to the spot with a cool glare. She then shifted her gaze to Damon and nodded in one short motion. “Two creatures who would abhor a chilled and drenched day such as this are in the thick of it. I would say it is a lovely day…” She looked to Ihyriel again and raised a brow, “but would he?"

Payne - 07/12/2017
As Damon listened to what Ihyriel had said, his own temper rose. And with it, his bodyheat rose as well. Trying to keep himself in check, Damon did create a fireball in his hands to throw at Ihyriel, but when he moved his gaze back to Sifrella, he calmed down a bit more than that he wanted to. Lowering his defenses, and with it also extuingished the fire in his hands. "What do you suggest? Burn? Let the Queen or the King handle this, or want to have a go at him yourself? Because if so, by all means dear..." His voice was low, and soft growls did escape while he spoke. Clenching his fist as he was done talking, he simply waited for Sif to respond, to jump in herself, or to tell him to have his fun.

CrystalScarShadow - 07/12/2017
-she shrugged as she followed the man and child, she noticed how the man had said she was firmilar but she only been to the castle a few times. And simple watched the people of the kingdom. Her assignments seemed to keep her busy. She didn't speak much though as she listened to them and watched. But she bowed her head to them. Her gold hues shining a little brighter, and her long white and black hair still in her side braid. But she had kept her weapons on her. If one thing she had learned she knew to never allow her to be defenceless in any situation. She listened to the lady and man as they spoke. But didn't wish to interrupt them.-

MoonroseScarlet - 07/12/2017
-Scarlet was now on the roof watching over the outside parts of the castle with her binoculars, she had climbed up to the area after catching two chickens that had escaped from the kitchen area again, she made sure to change out of the maid outfit and hide it from sight, she used her binoculars to watch the castle gate first while Vena was in the castle playing around in a chamber that no one else knew about, she was dressed in Scarlet's clothing as she laid across a guard who had gave into her flirtatious ways not knowing that she was using him for her own ways especially for a key to the bank of the Dynasty, she had been watching Scarlet contribute to it after every one of her explorations and she knows that she has been stashing jewels of the rare, all Vena needed was a few to leave the castle once and for all and of course she knew when the right time would be-

July 14, 2017
Loud - 07/14/2017
Ihyriel flenched at Miss Sifrella's glare biting the corner of his bottom lip as he refused wanting to face her but seemed his chance to run had already left. Completely unbothered by the weather since having his face literally boot deep in the ground, he could handle getting a little dirty... sorta. He would pull out his usual cloth and wipe his face. Before tuning back in on the conversation, though refusing to say his opinions outloud. "Id say these past 48 hours have been the absolute worst momenta of all my years being alive, ive never been threatened, humiliated and made to cry so much to the point of contemplating my use as an individual." He gazed back to Sir Damon and the many suggestions on what would be done with him. He decided to sit back and take his medicine, "Ihyl: Hmm..." "What are you up to demon?" "Ihyl: Im feeling, rather generous.." He felt his internal nightmare smile and suddenly Ihyriel's posture changed, his hair's mint shade had faded out from his roots and only showed at the tip of his floor length locks, his shoulders relaxed and he stood rather taller, his eyes remained slightly closed yet if one were to peer past the hair hiding his face they'd notice jonquil shaded hues. "Ihyl: Its the Memory game!" "No.."

AzamiCore - 07/14/2017
-Xera worked hard with training Kull and a few other trolls. Between training, getting to know the many trolls and studding her blood. She could not understand why of all the trolls she met. Kull felt more familiar.- Kull , tell me more about your family, -Kull looked down sadly as he told her his past- He spoke of a girl that was given to his parents to raise . "My family did not live here we lived out side of Doanmar Keep. My mother was happy to accept raising the little girl. Master Mind smile seem shady to my father but he joy in mom's face was enough to put aside the shady feelings my father had at that moment. Mom had lost my sister giving child birth. - Xera​ raise her hand to stop him speaking- Master Mind was an evil man. And you are my family who raised me. -She wet hug him-
AzamiCore - 07/14/2017
To hug him*

July 19, 2017
Sifrella - 07/19/2017
Sif calmly watches Damon’s ire grow, responding just as calmly, “Reserve your anger for a real fight. Ihyriel has earned enough punishment from Lord Samuel. I hardly expect him to survive that in his state…” Sif’s ear twitched as her attention was drawn back to Ihyriel. She had no real reaction to his physical change and simply raised a brow at him. The rain had lightened up quite a bit, the wind picking up where the rain had begun to lack. It felt as if a storm would cross them soon, the air heavy with energy, the soil heavy with rain, and the atmosphere between them all thickening. Sif had noticed the woman with black and white hair, mostly taking notice to her weapons, but due to her silence she had assumed her a familiar and not a threat. It almost disappointed her, she had no one to take her rage out on after Ihyriel’s stunt the night before. With her gaze set on him, she awaited what trouble he would cause now.

Payne - 07/19/2017
"Most likely so, Sif. But remember that I also still await a punishment. Not that I do mind it. What I did was also uncalled for" Damon took a deep breath after he spoke. Keeping his anger in check, his energy seeping back to their normal level, and his body heat caling down as well. He had felt the storm coming from a while ago, he didn't mind the rain, or any storm for that matter. Being able to simply evaporate the rain before it touches him. Turning his head back at Ihyriel, he wondered what the demon inside of the kid was up to. If he messed up, he'd have 2 of the more skilled fighters on his ass, and even though Damon liked the idea, he wasn't sure if the idea was good.

Loud - 07/19/2017
"Ihyl: "YES!" One day, I woke up and didn't feel myself, I was very angry and would take it out on anyone I saw!" Ihyriel pulled his hands up to his pointed ears and held them in agony, as he shook his head slowly side to side. "Ihyl: I would run through the village and look for a victim and once I found the woman I threw the first Punch. Ihyriel's eye lit up as his arm drew back and thrusted towards Miss Sifrella his fist lit with a fiery aura moving with great celerity and agility that Ihyriel had never displayed before. "Ihyl: WHO AM I?" the demon roared getting a rather abrupt head start to the spar he never wanted to be apart of, Ihyriel fluctuated between Lucid and bat shit crazy as he played a one sided game of Memory.

CrystalScarShadow - 07/19/2017
-she watched the three as she was a bit bored. But she knew that the queen had asked her to stay to be a guard for the kingdom. But she wasn't one to speak out of place. Years of pain and battle had caused her to become a cold kind of warrior but she was still a good fighter and warrior for the house she decided to be loyal to-

Sifrella - 07/19/2017
Sifrella's gaze changed instantly once she saw the intent behind his motions which turned into a punch headed toward her. The initial reaction was surprise but was just as quickly resolved to excitement. She did love the fight, and had been deprived of it for far too long in her comfort with the Iron Family. "IHYRIEL!" She shouted his name as she dived into action, shifting her weight to simply dodge the fiery swing. She spun back, turning her back to his arm and let him pass her with his attack just far enough so that she could ram her elbow into his spine, using her other hand over the fist of that arm to add more power to it and push her elbow harder. If he took the full brunt, it would definitely stun him and most likely bring him to his knees. It was a quick-ender move she had learned to disarm children and friends under a negative influence. Thusly she had never used it and could possibly cause a different result.

Payne - 07/19/2017
Only able to simply smirk, Damon watched Sifrella take action, whincing at the move that she made. Not sure if that hit would've been too hard. His smirk everlasting, he moved his arms and clapped his hands for her. "Impressive. So, got it all out of your system love? Or you still wanting to have that little one on one with me?" Damon winked, which obviously wouldn't have been noticible by his blindfold. Hoping for a little bit of a spar himself, or at least something to get his frustration out when it came to the lady. He felt uneasy, and didn't know how to react to it. So with it, he'd rather deal with violence, since his meditation or his routine didn't work out too well.

Loud - 07/20/2017
"I am Ihyl!" Ihyriel snarled through bare teeth, his form straight as an arrow yet his arms were extended and his legs slightly pulled in similar to quadruped leaping down from an obstacle, using his claws to tear into the earth and pull him forward he evaded Miss Sifrella's rather painful looking elbow drop as he slid to a stop turning and facing her on all fours tilting his head. "Ihyl: Correct! " Ihyriel shook his head feeling a surge of pain rush through his body he growled at the rather unpleasant reward. "Ihyl: Round 2! I get hostile when I loose control, and I am passive when Lucid but I am bat shit crazy when in pain! WHO AM I." Ihyriel's eyes cracked open momentarily as his long silver hair only hid half his face as he stared down Miss Sifrella grinning deviously. "Ihyl: Who..am I?"

Is Rage - Last Friday at 3:08 PM
Rage trudged back to the gates of the castle. His eyes surrounded by deep blackish purple rings. His torso riddled with new cuts and moderate lacerations. His signature runes full in hue and only a flicker of their power. His breaths short and shallow as he continued the slow ascension to the throne room. He didn't see if anyone was even there, just stood swaying weakly. The wounds showing no signs of healing and having faint redness around them all. He swiped at the air as if shook g something as he mumbled. Those familiar with Rage and his runes would be able to quickly identify something was wrong while others could easily mistake this as some drunken stupor. He sluggishly drug himself further as he mumbled again. Those catching would notice one word clearly over and over " Trickery" he now stood stark g weakly buy intently at the wall as he mumbled to it as if he were speaking with an actual person.
Staring**

AzamiCore - Last Friday at 7:35 PM
-Xera enjoyed spending most of her time at Kulls home remenising their childhood with what little of the childhood they had. She learned of what had happened to his father and how he came here to serve. He even asked her if she wished to stay with him. It was time for her to go to her room in the castle. She had to make a discussion, ether to stay in the castle or to stay with Kull. She wrote up the reports of the things she did in working with the Trolls. Their training an a few areas where the ones that was weak in. She rolled up the reports and brought it with her. She headed to the castle and saw a male inside with what looks like blood cuts and laceration on the side of his torso from what she could see from her eyes as she watched him and moving closer to confirm his status​ of injury. He was shaking and swiping the air. She heard him babbling at the wall as she slowly moved tward him.- Sir..Sir. -she approached carefully and touched his hand, her eyes watchful of any aggressive move in his part. He didn't look well at all.- come sit let me try to heal your torso. - she can now see the depths of his injuries-
-She hope he was coherent enough to see and hear her-

Sifrella - Last Friday at 9:30 PM
With a raised brow, Sif regarded Ihyriel’s state, now down on the ground like some wayward mutt. “Unfortunately, it looks like my right hand isn’t quite done yet Damon…” She stepped forward, lowering into a wide stance with one fist out in front and the other at her hip. “If you choose to behave like a beast…” Sifrella smirked slightly, her eyes beginning to glimmer with a hint of her frosty energy, “I shall treat you as such.” For maybe the first time, she hesitated, wanting to give him one more chance to gain his senses. Maybe it was the change in weather, or maybe she’d gotten soft living in Iron, but Sif waited. Her eyes that were trained on Ihyriel, shifted to glance at Damon.

Payne - Last Friday at 9:58 PM
Getting into his own battle stance, quite similar to Sif's, Damon focussed as he listened to Ihyl's strange words. Not understanding what he meant or what was about to happen. Damon glanced back at Sif and then nodded, as if he was saying that she should have the first move. "Animals can be trained, I am the perfect example of that.." Damon's face shifted into a devilish smirk. He wanted to fight. To burn Ihyriel the moment he would've even attempted to attack. He was ready, he was focussed. On both Ihyriel and Sifrella. Ignoring the other person who was still close to them. Ihyriel was flanked, on both sides.. One side could freeze him, the other would burn him. It was up to the kid what side he would choose

Is Rage - Last Friday at 11:33 PM
He didn't respond immediately to the words. Just stood mumbling to the wall. At the touch he spun and swung at the female with barley enough force too break a stick. His eyes empty as he ranted his gibberish, "Trickery, hurt, all gone, still hurt, trickery" being this close one would notice oozing from three wounds. A dark green and black pus. His eyes showed a faint sign of pain. "Trickery no more trickery" Now it was clear he had some poison in the wounds stopping his runes from healing him. The runes flickered momentarily add they once again tried to effect the slow moving toxin. All his body could do was keep the foreign chemicals around the wounds' openings. "Eliminated... trickery stay.." hiss body began to sway as he struggled to stand on his own.

AzamiCore - Last Saturday at 1:13 AM
-Xera ducked at his response. She expected him to Tru to strike due to his state of mind with the way he gibbering. It was bad enough she hated men but to save one. Her mind raced as she spoke to herself in her head. If I don't I may be liable for not trying to help one of the Queen's people. She had to act fast the wound look terrible infected and possibly poison. The only way she could help this person was to shape shift into millions of tinny and she did just that. Entering the largest part of his wound. She could see the poison. Thank goodness that poison has no effect on her even as cells. She gather the poison and pushed it out of his open wound she did this many times to rid the poison in his body. Once she was sure of all poison was out of his body she began to mend tissue and blood vessels from the inside out. With her speed and endurance would take about two hours to complete her task she left out healing his last small wound. Her small particles would now form back to her elven like body. She stood before him- "No trickery. You are safe in Iron Dynasty" -She sway some from being a little weak from all her energy she used to save this man. Her skin color was looking a little pail and she was out of blood in the cross vials she had around her neck and earrings- though she Try to stay standing watching his every move-
Cells

Is Rage - Last Saturday at 1:22 AM
As she pushed out the last of the poison his body began to allow the runes to slowly activate. One the last of his wounds sealed his runes flashed brightly just as agree retool her form. He grabbed his head as her began tho reason proper thought. Hearing her say he was in lands he proudly served he quickly like up. The runes flashed once more as her took note of the woman who saved him. Her reached out. "I was poisoned...a few bandits I had caught. " he tilted his head as his deep voice seemed softened by the kindness. "Let's get you to a chair, then. You didn't have to use so much energy on me. "
As she retook* and a few her to he ** ))

Loud - Last Saturday at 11:06 AM
Ihyl rattled his words around Ihyriel's head, in a great attempt to gain control whispering and humming a tune that usually set him off rather easily, "Ihyl: Bark!" He grinned eternally, playing with Miss Sifrella's words, as that was his thing, being twisted and manipulative, and how he loved to taunt others just for shits and giggles. Ihyriel was his complete opposite, loyal, trustworthy and kindhearted he'd cry before dare thinking to trick someone. "Ihyl: Oh, and don't forget to answer my question Dog!.." Ihyriel stood up right humming a tune much like a lullaby, but had a sinister asylum kind of twist to it, his left hand trembled as he straightened his back standing tall with a bold posture that wasn't his, his foot hesitantly shifted forward he noticed them both take a battle stance as he began sprinting in their direction yet his attention wasn't on them, he was easily distracted in this state, for their was a new scent in the air "Ihyl: A new toy.. go fetch!" Ihyriel snarled, yet just before he reached Sir Damon and Miss Sifrella he dropped onto his knee gasping for air "NO--I will not answer, or strike anyone else." He choked out, his hair taking on its usual mint shade and his eyes closed once again holding his head back he held his arms up surrendering to Miss Sifrella as he made sure to drop down closer to her. "Ihyl: Attack her, right now...boy." "I-I... surrender.." He lowered his head onto the ground, snapping out of his change, being roasted or frozen solid wasn't something he wanted...

Queen Anaya - Last Saturday at 1:58 PM
Hands brushing over the brade he had tied his dark hair up and at long last finished the papers. She would surely be home tomorrow and it needed to get done. All papers in the queens study had been stacked and folded and put in there place. But one a old crinkled yellowed slip of paper that was held in samules hands. You know sam she really did love once, stupid pipe dreams yyou had, he thought to himself as he placed the old paper shard on the top so when Anaya got home she would see it. He pulled at his leather belted pants being sure they were on as he walked from the study and out the door bot careing for much but makeing a note in his head to go to were the voices were. Standing a good ten to twelve or so feet away from the group, lady sif that dumb ither guy wanting her ass and that dumb demon kid thing he had to punish still, he watched them in silance standing his ground green eyes flickering in the light of the day. Wonder what will happen kinda hope the stupid male ones die, wonder if that one grunt is Anaya's advisor does that make him mine to? Can i abuse this power right now. He thought in his own head as a grin came over his lips.

Sifrella - Last Sunday at 7:21 PM
Her gaze switched to Ihyriel immediately, her body tensing with his ‘bark’. Her muscles relaxed as she saw him charge toward her, at the same time shaking her head and Damon’s words. Ihyriel would be lucky to escape this attack alive if he did not break out of it. A thin sheet of ice had covered the ground at her feet, freezing faster with the falling rain that had finally let up enough to become a light drizzle. Sif’s hand began to jerk towards Ihyriel, her open palm becoming a fist as his came closer to him. Her ears twitched a bit at Samuel’s arrival but she ignored it for the moment as Ihyriel dropped to his knees. Her fist stopped mid-air, her eyes following his body as it limped and bent over in a submissive position. She blinked once, not even registering what he had said, but noticing the change in his appearance. Sif stared down at him then slowly rose up and stood in her usual manner, one hand on her hip and her expression passive and schooled. She almost dismissed everyone present except Samuel, looking up and then bowing her head to him. It was obvious that the fight was over, but Ihyriel was far from finished on his knees.

Payne - Last Sunday at 7:41 PM
Following Ihyriels movements closely, Damon had his hands balled up into fists, one of them containing a burning flame. He has noticed the change in temperature around Sifrella as well, and smiled as he heard the forming of frost. But once Ihyriel suddenly surrendered, Damon sighed. "Come on... The hell dude.. Commit or simply don't do it.. That Demon inside of you isn't that strong if you can fight it. You're pathetic!" Growling softly in clear annoyance, he threw the ball kf fire towards a tree that no one was around, and as he did he saw Samuel in the distance. "Great.... Day couldn't get worse" He mumbled to himself, out of hearing distance from anyone. He made a bow, and then moved closer to Ihyriel, wanting to give him a firm kick to the face, but keeping himself restrained for Sifrella's sake.


Loud - Yesterday at 10:24 AM
"I didnt break free, he withdrew...if I take two beating from you two, than one from him...i will die." He pointed in Sam's direction twisting his lips to the side, "How do I feel about this..." He asked himself internally, "death or two beatings...at the same time?" He growled at himself, pushing his fist into the ground, it was absolutely frustrating, this wasn't control, Ihyl came and went as he pleased, he had no control the only reason why he was lucid is because Sam's presence scares the Piss out of Ihyl, not being able to fight at his true potential with Ihyriel's urge to evade violence all he can do is stay hidden. "Ihyl: whats the point? You'll die and ill just smoke out of your body into something else... I hope he tortures you into growing a pair." Ihyriel looked up to Sir Damon nodding his head "Pathetic..you're right.." A frown spread across his face, as he stayed in his lowered position turning his attention towards Miss Sifrella, he wished she'd kick him down she seemed like she really wanted to..

Queen Anaya - Yesterday at 10:04 PM
Samuel looked at the group from his pillar standing spot, as he looked sif got his eye but he needed to get things done and this was going to be a thing that had to be done now. " two beatings, no boy i am not going to beat you, you will learn nothing from being beaten, you will only learn pain and that is not what you are to learn. You are going to take punishment that you earned" he got up from leaning on the pillar and started to walk on over to them. Hia figure towering over them as he got there "demon boy you killed a.main of this castle, riped her apart with your hands." His eyes looked over to the other one, damon the queens new found advisor. "And you, you. Alowed it to happen without stoping it you alowed a inoccent woman to be shreded apart right infrount of you and you did nothing" his eyes then looked to them both "damon, you are to sever this mans three fingers on his right hand and then he is to consume the weapon he used to kill a woman. If he loses controle during this i will barb him in the heart and he will die. If you refuse you shall be killed for murder boy." Sam chould not help but smile as he looked at them both with acidic green eyes. " then tomorrow once shock has subsided you both shall go to the home of the dead to bring the womans body to her children to inform them and there father you killed and watched there mother die for no reason other then she was in the room at the time. And you shall explain the punishment and lesson learned from it all that you were given. So now lets see that right hand shall we or will it be the barb to the heart you rather." Sam stood there as his back skin started to break apart and black and red scales shimmered under it all as he grined his teeth griting together as he was ready within seconda to deliver a fatal blow to this boy point blank
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AzamiCore - Yesterday at 11:05 PM
When Rage reached out to her she crenged wobeling away from him to the couch. Hearing him speak how he was poison.- 'Do not touch me." - her hatred for men was still high in her mind. Though she had soften to the Trolls that was men. He was human and the worst type of men to deal with. "If I did not use my energy to save you, than I could be punished for allowing you to die" her hands was having the shakes. His voice seems kind, but she had trouble trusting in human makes the most. It was a human male who did these experment with her body. She sway more at the couch and she heard a male voice in her head. "Xera come back to me" she looked at the human strangely for it was not him speaking. " No, no, no, "she closed her eyes trying pushes the voice out of her head. Xera open her eyes- " This can't be.. He can't be alive." She could hear Rage heart beatting his blood calling out to her to bite. Her fangs would grow and she open the vile handing it to Rage. "I need blood. Fill it now" she turned away rocking herself from not bitting him.


Is Rage - Yesterday at 11:20 PM
Watching her retract from him he dropped his hand to give side. Hiss heard tilted, "Getting myself poisoned shouldn't come back on you, however I am grateful. " he folded his arms over his chest as he studied the woman's actions. His ears twitched as he caught part of his Lord's voice. His head went back to the girl as she demanded some his blood. His brow arches to the demand. "I don't often take to orders and demands from those who are not my Lord or Lady," he bit into his thumb allowing the deep red ichor to drip into the vial. "I'll be kind this time. This van make us even." He handed out the vial, "Next time try asking me however." Once she took it he would walk off to see Sam. " I have something to do." He would put on his gauntlets as he made way where he felt Sam would be. He stood behind him as he gave out his orders then cleared his throat. "My Lord," he stood at attention as he awaited a reaction.

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