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Post by High Seraphim Alastor on May 17, 2009 20:12:58 GMT -5
This bloody city is actually one of the more refined hunting grounds possessed by the vampires. It is a magnificent city…by night. By day, the vampires sleep and the mortals mourn the dead. Abandon hope, all ye who enter here…though for familiars, life is seldom better. Here the pleasures of the living mix with the pleasures of the undead, and none are dissatisfied…
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Post by Lenore Greyfell on May 18, 2009 9:58:13 GMT -5
[glow=blood,2,300][shadow=black,left,300]To my loyal citizens: rejoice, for we are undying! Rejoice, for we are taking the human settlement of Skytopia, even as I speak! ALL HAIL GREYFELL AND THE UNDYING!![/shadow][/glow]
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Post by Exile on Jun 8, 2009 8:36:34 GMT -5
The Exile walked through the city as dawn fell upon the city. He saw the undead heading back to their places of rest and the living coming out from the scant places of refuge. The Exile scratched the side of his face with his blade hand and clicked his lower mandibles a few times before taking up a place towards the middle of the city. The Exile took a look around him and saw the carnage of dead human bodies. Some of the people looked as if they had fallen asleep while others looked like they had been attacked by bears. The Exile had to restrain himself however, he hadn't eaten in days and human meat was so good. The side of the Exile's head twitched as he saw the humans drag away their dead.
"Soooo..... hungry", The Exile said a bit of saliva dripping from his mouth. As the saliva hit the ground small drifts of smoke came up and upon close observation one could see that the stone was now very smooth where the saliva had hit. I hope they have some food where I am going. The Exile thought as he stood waiting for the one who had told him to come to this tempting city.
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Post by Lenore Greyfell on Jun 8, 2009 11:26:16 GMT -5
A new vampire, this one old enough to withstand the sun, approached the insectoid.
See those over there?
He waved at a pile of human corpses too mangled and torn to identify
Those are free for the taking...help yourself. The Lady Greyfell will be somewhat delayed, but she will attend to you as quickly as she is able. Meanwhile, enjoy the city....
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Post by Exile on Jun 8, 2009 11:34:30 GMT -5
The Exile's eyes widened as the words left the vampires mouth. "Th... thank you kind stranger", The Exile said his mandibles making a strange clicking sound everytime he spoke. The Exile's wings popped out of their shell covering and he flew over to the pile. He just hovered over the pile and grabbed an arm and sliced it off shoving the entire thing in his mouth. After a few moments the bones popped back out of his mouth and he cut off another arm.
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Post by Lenore Greyfell on Jun 9, 2009 11:29:23 GMT -5
[glow=blood,2,300][shadow=black,left,300]Ah, so this is the would-be seer? Come here. Let me see you. Hmmm.....as to your task, We desire one feather from an angel's wing...your abilities as a seer, if, indeed you have any, will aid you in the completion of this task. There will be an angel in Our dark forest shortly...when you have the feather, return to Our Citadel.[/shadow][/glow]
(ooc: wait for an angel NPC to post in the Dark Forest, this may take a while, as the guy I'm going to have do this is having some computer trouble...be patient, KK? it is greatly appreciated!! )
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Post by Exile on Jun 9, 2009 12:27:54 GMT -5
The exile paused as he heard a voice that he assumed was addressed to him. He looked around half of an arm sticking out of his maouth. "M...mmh h....... mhmmh mmhhmhm mhmm mh?" the Exile tried to say before removing the arm from his mouth the Exile swallowed and tried again. "H... how w....... would seeing the future help me?" The Exile questioned
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Post by Lenore Greyfell on Jun 9, 2009 16:16:26 GMT -5
[glow=blood,2,300][shadow=black,left,300]You have never dealt with angels, have you? We cannot be bothered to explain...suffice it to say that it is Our will that you retrieve this feather without alerting the angels of its capture. We wish this to be a covert mission. That is all.[/shadow][/glow]
The Lady and her retinue return to the Fanged Citadel.
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Post by Aeon on Jun 9, 2009 18:53:26 GMT -5
*Suryian walked through the town searching for his armor. When he relized Yumi took it from him and layed them with his Mask, this was getting dangerous for him now that he remembered.*
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Post by Fafnir on Jun 10, 2009 9:54:19 GMT -5
The Exile paused and looked around as he watched the lady and her entourage walk away. After they had left the Exile quickly scarfed down the rest of the arm and looked around for someone to ask directions. He found a strange looking vampire that looked to already be in search of something. He slowly approached his wings flapping swiftly but silently. "Uh.. e.... excuse me..... could you point me...... in the direction of the forest?" The Exile asked his mandibles making a loud clicking noise with each pause.
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Post by Aeon on Jun 10, 2009 12:57:21 GMT -5
*Suryian looked at the insectoid infront of him and smiled, he hadnt seen one in a few hundred years. He thought they were extinct, but he also knew 2 who wore a shinigami mask quite well.*
Tell me exile, why do you wish to live among that damned vampire queen. I know for a fact your kind have untapped power. And should not be among them, I know of someone who may help you in getting your lost memory back and to be known again. But if you wish to return to the forest by all means go.
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Post by Exile on Jun 10, 2009 16:27:18 GMT -5
"N.... No.... I ca..... can't be alone anymore! Pl..... pl.... please just t.... tell me where the f..... for..... forest is", The Exile exlaimed his clicking sounding frightned. His three fingered hand drop and wrapped around a dark red potion hanging from his belt. Meanwhile his bladed arm was waving slightly infront of his face as if trying to shield himself from something.
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Post by Aeon on Jun 10, 2009 17:03:36 GMT -5
*Suryian walked forward and put a hand on the insectoid smiling*
You need not be afraid of me Insectoid, for I know you and your kind and I promised long ago that I would not harm any of them and I shalt not. But if you side with the queen I will have no choice but to strike you down. I can tell you she will only use you for her benefits and then discard you. I know of someone who will respect you and allow you to be among warriors as yourself. But if you still wish to know the forest is directly behind me, if you decided to change your mind take this mask*
*It was the other half of the mask that Key got only it was the head up his mouth would be exposed but his eyes would be guarded.*
I would not show that to your new queen, I feel as though she would tell you to give it to her, for it would be unsafe for you to keep it. But know this that mask will help you regain your memorys and help you have a stable connection with your mental state. That mask is the broken rements of the Legendary 14 masks created by the shinigami.
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Post by Exile on Jun 10, 2009 17:15:15 GMT -5
All six of the Exiles eyes opened wide and he paused, no one had offered him anything since the hive. His three fingers let go of the potion gently and reached towards the mask he gingerly grabbed the mask with the three fingers. They made a light tapping sound as they touched the mask. His eys blinked one at a time each making a strange sliding sound. "Th... thank you", the Exile sounded wary and his bladed arm hung down at his side.
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Post by Aeon on Jun 10, 2009 17:49:51 GMT -5
*Suryian paused when he looked at the mask and then at the exile and laughed for a moment*
I just relized that mask was made for an insectoid, it has six eyes on the mask just for an insectoid. Remi or thats what he called himself was also an insectoid. Perhaps this will be better suited for you then I thought. The names Suryian Demoise by the way, mention my name to the queen if you ever see her. An shell tell you Im an Exile persay.
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