allie,dre,garry,eris,rango

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : [A creature of the night had braved the daylight in the name of getting shit done. And not dying of boredom….as well. The Crytikos house had plenty of evil, awful and oddly fascinating features to keep the young True Brujah occupied, but she eventually found herself becoming restless. Thankfully, word had spread of her presence and although she didn’t mind the inquiries of potential long-term practice, she wasn’t grateful for the questions regarding or origin. Essentially everyone she met was a <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : complete stranger, yet they already had many assumptions and behaved as if they knew her. They knew a reputation, but it should have had nothing to do with her presence in this realm or should it affect her practice. She wasn’t the first descendant of Frost to visit Deathstalker and she wouldn’t be the last. These two empires had a fated past, present and future that started long before Immitus sired his first childe. Her business to deliver a private missive to a certain General of The East brought the foreigner to finally witness the splendid riches of this empire manifested in the form of a beautiful castle. <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : Every empire had a castle and this one did not disappoint. The halls of the Hallowed Empire at its most crowded had not been like this. There were people of many races, and their costumes needed no interpretation of rank and class. It was easy enough to differentiate between who and what were among her. She probably looked a little odd and simple in her ensemble – a stark black cloak, the only hint of color being the hem of her bright red skirts peeking from underneath the heavy garb. At least her head was visible with her hood drawn, but her dark coffee gaze and long black hair were equally <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : monotone against the glitter and beauty that lined the massive halls that dwarfed the masses. Yet no one stared at her as these occupants were accustomed to strangeness and boring figures alike. She casted her dark gaze about for any directive. Now she was lost. Her footsteps abruptly stopped and she extended a hand to gently snatch the arm of a passing servant. “Please tell me how I can find the office of the General of the East.”]

DuräŋgoBläck : Allison, have anyone to play with? )

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : reading now. ]

Ƶʌʏɗʌ : Read faster, Bossman.  😋 ]

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : holy shit. Pizza has just shown up. Lmao. ]

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : You are welcome to join, Durango. )

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : damn that was fast! )

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : brb. Apologies. XD ]

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : i know! ]

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : I am just derping around castle. )

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : I think Drenai is going to join after they eat. )

DuräŋgoBläck : *pounces* coming in! )

DuräŋgoBläck : Because I don't play my ps4 until evening )

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : woot! )

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : ok back. ]

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : i didn't eat, i just set the pizza out for my kids. Lol. ]

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : reading for real this time. 😎 ]

DuräŋgoBläck : >.>

Ƶʌʏɗʌ : He's bluffing.  😂 ]

DuräŋgoBläck : *It was funny how some things happened, Tempestas had come to visit him for a single night. To bring him the news of how Harland had been killed and comfort him as he sobbed through the night. We'd just leave it as it was and consider it comfort as the being walked the hallways of the castle. The underside of his almond eyes were just a touch pink as he carried a dress over his right arm and had a dress in his other hand. He was taking them from the Empress's closet to store in his old shop to possibly change it a little or just carefully store it away so she would have it for the next season. But he had to stop, hearing the voice of a female he was not accustomed too and it made him tilt his head curiously. The tailor was wearing his normal black dress slacks, polished boots since he was in the Deathstalker keep, a form fitted dress shirt that was long sleeved, and a form fitted dark red silk vest that had black embroidery upon it. That long thigh length hair of his? Up in a messy*C

DuräŋgoBläck : *bun and secured with those crochet length needles that were sharp, were deadly, and weapons but disguised as hair ornaments. His three pair of ornate scissors in their holster on his right thigh as he would turn his head to look around curiously. General of the East? Wasn't that Jade? He couldn't remember, too many titles, too many people, he just went based on what they gave him or did to him. That's when those small oval glasses of his slid down his nose a little more as he slowly approached the woman.* "Excuse me? Are you lost?" *Why not see if he could help her out, no? Probably not, but! He could at least try!* E

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : :: The Emperor had visited The Crytikos Estate the previous week and had found the experience odd, and for obvious reasons. For he’d had little to do with the Heretic Prince since Casim’s departure from the Realm, and it had been under duress that he’d visited that accursed manor at all. Were it not for the General of the South, who’d prompted him to go, Drenai would have assuredly scoffed at the idea. For no other reason than he was Overlord of all he surveyed, meaning he needed a good reason to go anyway, given how limited his patience and time were. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Typically speaking, the man didn’t get out of bed unless he was about to condemn a small country to oblivion. However his respect for Alauneyl was significant, meaning he’d made the trip. Just stepping into that house brought back an abundance of memories. Of laughter and of betrayal. Drenai setting his jaw as he stalked down the labyrinthine hallways of Deathstalker Castle, in contemplative remembrance. His ever-dutiful scribe beside him with an abundance of scrolls draped over his thin arm. Duncan’s feathered pen doused in ink, as he scribbled notations in shorthand. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> “What are we doing today then?” Asked the nonchalant Nephilim, the pair strolling into the Great Hall. Given there was no battle to ride to, he was dressed in casual leathers, a bearskin cloak encompassing his prodigious shoulders and riding boots, which suggested he planned on taking a trip to the forest at the first opportunity. However Court was a necessary evil. “The Frost woman is here to see the General of the East.” Answered the bespectacled advisor. “My daughter? What interest could Frostwind have with her?” Replied Drenai. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Clearly the Royal Scribe was well informed, with spies throughout the fortress overhearing conversations and reporting back to the old man beside the Tyrant. Dark strands of hair passing in front of Drenai’s rugged features as the one-eyed Emperor allowed his imperial gaze to roam the marbled chamber. Ah. There she was. Spotting Allison. She was with the tailor. His previous encounter with the dark maiden been vague and uninteresting, ultimately the dialogue with Valance had been the priority. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Yet given the Frost girl’s intentions of finding Jade, the Emperor saw fit to intervene. Venturing in Allison and Durango’s direction. “Greetings to you both. A pleasure to see you again Lady Frost.” He stated. Whatever the reality was concerning this girl’s origin, the grizzled Tyrant seemed either oblivious or uninterested. Either that or he was sublimely manipulative and just wanted it to appear that way. “Welcome to Deathstalker Castle.” Drenai being polite was reminisce of a shark smiling at you. An apex predator and the waters were deepest here. Allison was a long way from home. ::

DuräŋgoBläck : *Is gonna make Drenai a godfather again* XD )

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EnzoXavierAdolfo : lol))

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : you wish. Rofl. ]

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : welcome home! ]

EnzoXavierAdolfo : Wh Alaire))

DuräŋgoBläck : Wh! )

DuräŋgoBläck : *leans on Drenai* You know you love babies 😋 )

Alaire : Thanks guys. ))

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : After his meeting with Rango the other day the man had been sitting inside his estate within the noble district, though this time he sat at a desk thinking about his past and future at this moment.In his right hand was a quill that was being dipped into a ink well before it was touched to parchment. The words that followed were in response to Drenai offer weeks prior. He had given teh offer some serious thoughts<C>

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : Just posting to myself feel free to post around me guys))

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : Garrick was a man of action after all he was not that much different from Drenai at all. Garrick looked over at His sleeping wife since there journey to teh Warg woods Garrick had been left to heal on his own slowly. New skin replaced the burnt bits of his chest and other areas. During his meeting with Rango Garrick had never removed his hood thus never allowed teh tailor to seen the damage done to him by the ireball he took. <C>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : [The servant didn’t appear thrilled about a stranger grabbing her arm and was likely taken back by the woman’s strong hand, despite her small stature. Allie didn’t miss a beat, but calmly waited for the woman to collect her thoughts enough to form a reply. Her free arm gestured in the direction of what Allie assumed would be Jade’s office and her arm was released. She wasn’t impressed by her vague response, but the vampire had already picked up on the woman’s arrhythmia (irregular heart beat). It took Allie seconds to also account for the swelling in the woman’s lower legs and sickly yellow <c>

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : Garrick also never informed his daughter either best to not let her know in teh slightest, they were already at odds recently. Garrick would finished writing what he had to say before setting the quill down and waiting for the ink to dry. Once it had he would roll the parchment up and grab the silver colored waxe and putting it to flame before dropping a decent glob onto the scroll and pressing his ring into it to seal the missive.<C>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : skin – she had heart disease. Her dimpled smile was a sign of retreat and the vampire turned away only for her gaze to match a set of puffy, almond shaped eyes. He seemed nice. “Yes, actually. This castle is unreasonably massive and confusing. I need to find the General of the East’s office. I believe you all refer to her as Jade.” One would have to be deaf and blind or just a moron not to notice the Emperor of Deathstalker and his entourage approach you. The second half of her reply to Durango trailed off into distraction as her coffee gaze narrowed upon the approaching figures. He didn’t seem nice and yet he <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : was smiling. The True Brujah summoned the muscle memory of being in the presence of royalty with perfect timing to fold her arms at her waist and offer a respectful bow, despite the flood of criticism in her mind. A pleasure to see you again? They had never met. She had later discovered from Valance that he was briefly at the Crytikos estate but had never actually stepped into the room before he took his leave. But it didn’t take any words for Allie to know that this Emperor, just like Immitus, had the resources at his disposal to make it a point to know everything that happened in his realm. He smiled <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : knowingly and as she straightened, she would return the sweet, arrogant expression. “Good afternoon your majesty and to you as well.” She took a step back and offered a polite incline of her head toward Durango. “I am Allison Frost. I am sure you are already aware of my reason for coming to your empire but I will relay my intention with my own words. I am a physician and I will attend the academy to learn and practice occult medicine.” Wait, did he say daughter? “I was unaware Jade was your daughter. I <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : have a message to deliver from an old friend in Frostwind.” Her reason was vague. She went from being clueless and lost to now playing a careful game of ‘who can learn the most with saying the least.’]

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ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : IT would then be handed off to one of teh servants in his home"This is to be given to the Emperor's royal scribe if it is not i will drain every last drop of you blood after a few days of torture." The man nodded and took teh scroll before leaving the estate and heading straight to teh castle to delivery the scroll to Duncan. IT would read as followed. To Emperor Drenai I Garrick LeMorte will be accepting the position offered a few weeks ago if it was still on the table and<C>

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : I have also since I renturned from teh Warg woods with teh other I brought back Commander Malhins body I would like to know where I should sent it so she can receive a proper burial fit for a warrior of her stature."<E>

DuräŋgoBläck : *He almost felt like he had just stepped into a family matter before he tilted his head and nodded to the female.* "General Jade.. Yes!" *He was about to respond before he lifted that gaze up to Drenai and then quickly dropped it as he gave a small but polite enough bow to Drenai before he smiled.* "It's good to see you again, Drenai, I hear Caitel is also terrorizing your servants since he is now in your care..." *There was a chuckle from him as he handed the dresses off to another servant.* "Return these to my shop here in the castle, I need to attend to them.." *His canine nature was coming out as he closed his eyes and shifted down to that overly large canine. His fur was short, black, surprisingly soft, but he towered over even a great dane dog. Thus! Here he was now. One silver eye, and one solid black eye that was in reality, a smooth marble to fill in the space. So now that he was in canine mode and shaking himself off, he padded his way over to Drenai and just nuzzled his*C

DuräŋgoBläck : *head up against the Emperor, he wanted cuddles or pets of some sort as his tongue flicked out and licked at that hand, it was salt. Lick more! Those ears flicked as that stubby tail more or less just waved from side to side.* E

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ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : Oh Allie is going to love that. She has been around nothing but vampires so witnessing Durango shift will be very interesting! )

DuräŋgoBläck : Durango is the loveable pupper around here lol )

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ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : Wb all))

DuräŋgoBläck : WB! ^-^ )

Ƶʌʏɗʌ : Lame. -.- ]

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : Welcome back! )

Ƶʌʏɗʌ : Thank you x3 ]

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : :: The whole point of visiting The Crytikos Estate at the advisement of Alauneyl centred around the maiden of Frostwind. Her existence represented the reach of his father in Drenai’s mind. It hadn’t been the first time an emissary had been sent by Immitus and his son didn’t expect it to be the last either, for Allison’s presence continued a long tradition. With one obvious exception, the Axe-Man had shown little interest in the people that his father sent into Deathstalker territory. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Given the irony that Drenai claimed the distinction of being the only offspring to Immitus while he was alive, the Nephilim inwardly judged these undead pretenders all as frauds. Like an echo of something long since departed. Naturally he knew they felt the same way about him. Though the Emperor imagined that he was most like the real Immitus. By that he meant the man. When he lived and breathed. If that were true, the Titan also speculated that Immitus wouldn’t have liked what he’d eventually become, for the simple fact that Drenai didn’t. Something dark and terrible. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Though again, the lines were blurred, because the tyrannical monarch of -these- lands was a different type of monster. Like fire and ice, light and dark, Frostwind and Deathstalker were juxtaposed yet eternally bound. Dialogue with Allison herself had been unnecessary that night at The Crytikos Estate. But Drenai -had- seen her. More importantly, he’d felt her. A conversation with Valance had been of greater importance however. Or had it been a confrontation? The Tyrant amused by the brashness of the Arcane Prince. Especially given the Realm’s climate, for magic had waned in these parts. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Though therein lay another point of note. For the Emperor had turned the mystical woe of others into an opportunity for control. Feeling the heat of the crystalized dragon shard worn against his chest on a chain, beneath the leather he wore. The Titan augmented with another spectrum of power which traced its origin back to Tiamat, and the element of fire. “Naturally.” Answered the Tyrant curtly, in response to her unnecessary introduction. “Very little escapes my attention.” The smile turning colder. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> “Indeed. I too was unaware until recently. She was separated from her mother at birth and her true identity was discovered only last year. Jade provides a diplomatic link to the Realm of Darkness as a result.” Despite the Emperor’s wealth of insight, he didn’t claim to know everything and the mysterious friend Allison spoke of intrigued him. “I trust my father is in good health?” Aside from being death that is, mused Drenai. “Yes I hear that too,” replied the Titan as Durango mentioned his son, which the Emperor agreed to watch over. “How is your shop doing old friend?” He asked the dog-man-person. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Yet the tailor was already beginning to change and in his canine form, had approached the Nephilim, who obliged the need for affection. Rubbing the creature’s mane. “Forgive my friend, the tailor does that sometimes.” He explained. ::

Ԑꭆɩᴤ♥ŁɛϺⱺꭆтɛ : Since taking the journey to the Woodland of the Wargs, Eris had been ... mostly ... sleeping. While it hadn't taken near as much out of her to help Carrick and the others that had gone as it had when she'd helped to bring Gabrielle back, it was still taxing on her physically, especially with the limitations that were currently on magic within the realm. It was irritating, to say the absolute least, to have such restrictions placed on a being so used to being connected to the chaotic elements around her, but she was making due without the use of said abilities. As it was, Eris had her head buried in the pillows, not in the least interested in rousing herself ... until she heard Garrick threatening the servants. Still feeling a little groggy, she stretched and rolled over beneath the blankets so that those tired, icy hues could take in the scene before her. It wasn't until the servant had left that she opted to let him know she was awake. (c

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : ^being dead ]

DuräŋgoBläck : lol )

Ԑꭆɩᴤ♥ŁɛϺⱺꭆтɛ : "Was threatening him with torture and draining really necessary?" There was tired amusement in her tone. "You act as though none of those you insist we employ are worth their weight in salt. Give the guy a break." A rare moment of humanity shown toward someone that, quite frankly, Eris could live without. If Garrick had chosen to heal on his own, without the help that her blood or his daughter's talents could offer, that was on him. She wasn't about to chide the man for being stubborn and hard headed. That would be like speaking to a brick wall and telling it to get the fuck out of her way. It just wouldn't happen. "What was so important you thought you needed to threaten him anyway?" With Garrick out of the way, and she obviously having no intentions of getting up, Eris pulled the pillow that Garrick used closer to herself and curled around it contently. In truth, she needed to get back with Victoria about the offer to attend a Council meeting with the woman. (c

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : welcome back, Eris! ]

Ԑꭆɩᴤ♥ŁɛϺⱺꭆтɛ : Something - Anything! - to keep her busy and out of the house. Though ... her opinions on a lot of things may either find her in a lot of trouble, or doing a little too well in the offered position. Maybe she should get out of bed then ... there were things that needed to be seen to. But the warmth of the blankets were just so ... Eris closed her eyes again, content to cat nap for the rest of the afternoon. Or, at least until her husband forced her to relinquish the warmth of their bed.

Ԑꭆɩᴤ♥ŁɛϺⱺꭆтɛ : Thank you ]

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : Of course the servant would make haste, by taking one of teh horses in the stable that wasn;t Gambit or Xander knowing those two horse's wouldn't respond to the male servant. He made his way to teh castle to find and deliver the missive to Drenai's royal Scribe only after bowing to those around him. He'd wait around for a response before leaving.<C>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : [This was going well, right? Allie was very talented with medical chemistry but was awful with curbing her facial expressions. She wore her heart on her sleeve. Clearly, she was not comfortable with Drenai’s imposing presence and questions – even if he was being coyly polite. Her gaze abandoned the present company briefly to gawk at the dresses draped in Durango’s arms. Judging from the needle pricks littering the tips of his calloused fingers, he created these masterpieces. Her appreciation of the dresses manifested with a subtle and quick touch – just to admire the hem before they were handed off <c>

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ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : Garrick on the other hand was looking over as his wife stirred to teh land of the living" Well they need to know fear and death or they get too rowdy and thus think they can do what they want." His voice was stern while looking at her with a smile while watching her reach for his pillow to cuddle. Moving to stand slowly before moving their bed so he could sit on the edge and lean over and kiss her shoulder that peeked out from under the blankets.<C>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : to a servant. Apparently this man was friends or at least acquaintances with the emperor AND he was not just any man, either! “OHMY-“ She abruptly shouted in an oddly fascinated, delighted manner. Her skirts pooled upon the floor around her as she kneeled to now be leveled with the canine’s chest. “I wonder how your bones and organs fuse with completely different anatomy. Is it painful? What happens to your……” She remembered her manners in the presence of strangers who may be as comfortable with anatomical intimacy. “Never mind. May I?” Without waiting for the answer from Durango, the suddenly fearless vampire reached out and gently touched the joint of his right shoulder. Although <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : seemingly distracted with Durango, Allie had the impressive ability to concentrate on her full surroundings, intently. Perhaps it came with the territory of her profession. Cutting an artery during an incision wasn’t an option while people stood and screamed around you to save their loved one. You had to take it all in and sort it out accordingly and quickly. She listened to Drenai’s story regarding Jade and was very surprised to hear this news. She quickly stood and folded her hands behind her back to keep herself from playing with Durango. “I think he is fascinating.” Referring to the canine. “Immitus is feeling his age. I do not pretend to know him very well, but despite any concerns he still carries a presence that <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : can humble even the best. As much as I would love to relay some interesting information regarding Immitus I will be very honest with you in admitting that I am but a fledgling and do not have close ties with the elders within Frostwind apart from being an underling.” Hearing the occasional story of this Drenai, Allie had always been curious about what he would be like in person and he matched up to every ounce of reputation. However, there was something about the way he smiled and the tension in his shoulders that told the True Brujah she was missing something important. “I must admit that I am a little out <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : of my element. I lived in strict Masquerade and have been among nothing but mostly kindred. That being said -  I am looking forward to practicing in a land with such a diverse population. Despite the odd company of the….things, lurking about I will also continue to stay at the Crytikos house until I find a more suitable housing near the academy.” Why was she explaining herself? Was she explaining herself? Maybe she was worrying too much. Besides – he unnerved her. She was rambling.]

DuräŋgoBläck : I think Durango should weird her out lol )

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : haha no way. XD )

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : the psycho smiling at her even though he is an evil tyrant weirds her out. The fluffy pupper wouldn't. )

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : i'm a choir boy i swear. ]

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : your first line was annihilating a village. )

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : "Just answering the question that Drenai asked when we spoke last. Is all" Lips traveled against skin till he found her ear and gave a gently nibble with his fangs before watching her reaction as he looked at her"Have you gave any thought to that offer you received?"<E>

DuräŋgoBläck : hmmm )

Ƶʌʏɗʌ : *Is taking notes on people to harass later.* o.o *Adds Allison to her list of questionables.* >_> ]

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : Come try Z))

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : *will harass back with a scalpel* )

Ƶʌʏɗʌ : Please, Garrick. Vampire's are pests in my book. You wouldn't stand a chance. 😋 ]

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : ok rp in progress and I have to leave soon adulting calls ))

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DuräŋgoBläck : *Of course the canine could speak as he grumbled while being pet on by the Emperor.* "My shop is doing wonderful.. I have no shortage of clients or incoming money" *He assured before he found himself being touched by a dragon female who was strangely cold! And she was inspecting him like a scientist who saw a bear stand up for the first time. He was some fascinating side attraction and it weirded him out. But it was the coolness of her body that made him shiver as he growled towards her a little.* "No it does not hurt.. I am first a canine and humanoid second.. This is my natural form.. Many of a canines or felines anatomy is not much different then a basic humans despite sizes of organs" *he stated before shaking himself off as he padded off away from them and would shuffle his unhappy butt into that large hearth where he moved to lay down. Absorbing the heat into his body as he let his tongue hang out before thinking on something. Hmmm.. Then he had a spectacular idea as he stood up*C

DuräŋgoBläck : *and out of the flames, walking back over to the duo as this head looked like it started to misshapen. The space between his eyes and brows started to widen before that it was clear his head was 'tearing' in half. Everything split as the second half of each face was quickly formed until there were two dog heads. Then the center head split again to create a third head and that's when he shook himself off to reveal a serpentine tail that hissed and snapped at people too close to him and his size had become even larger to accommodate the heads. Each one looked like just a happy puppy as he bounded around before practically jumping on Drenai and licking at his face with all three tongues, triple the happy dog slobber! Bwa haha!* E

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Ԑꭆɩᴤ♥ŁɛϺⱺꭆтɛ : "Mhmm ..." The tone with which Eris even murmured her acknowledgement of Garrick's words went so far as to say that she didn't quite believe that. But that sound soon turned into what could be construed as a cat's purr whenever he made his way over to settle on the bed next to her. His lips finding the bare flesh of her shoulder. "You don't think it's enough that they know who and what we are?" Some form of logic, even if it was outdated in some cases, said that beings like themselves were to be feared regardless of what came out of their mouths or how they acted. Should Eris have been human when Garrick had first approached her, she doubted they would've had the same relationship they did now. Simply because she would've been too weary of the Vampire from the word go. As his lips trailed up her shoulder and eventually his fangs found her earlobe, she shifted, moving closer to Garrick so that she could rest her head on his thigh. (c

DuräŋgoBläck : So at this point, Durango practically rivals Drenai lol )

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : fair enough XD )

Ԑꭆɩᴤ♥ŁɛϺⱺꭆтɛ : "Threatening the hired help is also the fastest way to loose them, ya know." Angling her head, she looked up at him. "Not that I would mind in the least. I don't see why we need so many of them to begin with." But then, Eris was the woman that didn't give a damn about the fact that she held titles of her own and was, essentially, 'entitled' to having some form of hired help floating about at her beck and call. Something Garrick should be well aware of, considering she'd not had a single servant when he'd met her, and had protested the fact that he'd insisted upon hiring some for her when they'd gotten married and moved into this house. As the subject shifted, she nodded slightly. "I've given it as much thought as I've been able with being unconscious and all." A slight chuckle left her lips. "I suppose I should get back to Victoria about that." With the way she was angled now, she let her gaze travel over him. (c

Ԑꭆɩᴤ♥ŁɛϺⱺꭆтɛ : Taking in the burnt flesh that was healing slowly. "Why haven't you taken care of yourself?" There was disapproval in her tone, but that was as far as the tiny woman was going to go in chastising the larger male.

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : Knowing that question was going to come about" I have been taking care of myself, you may be willing when you are awake, but I would never feed from you while you sleep my dear" Yes his body hurt but it didn't matter he was still a man his body would heal in time after all. Running his fingertips along her jaw slowly watching her with a smile.<<C.

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : :: The Emperor was undoubtedly complicated. For as many that he massacred, he was just as capable of befriending the most curious of individuals and Durango had been testament to that. The Tailor and the Tyrant had struck up an unlikely comradery, resulting in Drenai agreeing to be the godfather to his son. Factoring Caitel into the equation, that practically made them related, which was equal parts absurd and hilarious. Least according to the disbelieving Royal Scribe, who was quite certain his Master had been drunk when he’d agreed. Nevertheless, Durango had remained in the Axe-Man’s good graces ever since. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> “The reason our population is so diverse is because I’ve conquered many countries and independent city states. Each made up of unique and indigenous peoples. Meaning their wealth now converges in Immortalis due to taxes and trade. Money is good enough incentive to beckon anyone here.” Which seemed like logical reasoning. There was a knowing nod as Allison elaborated on the state of his father. Despite occasional criticism from Drenai, he had infinite respect for Immitus and would have struck down anybody who besmirched his father’s name in his presence. “My relationship with him is complicated, but mostly well-intentioned.” Smiled the Nephilim. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Now crouching as the Tyrant opened his pouch which had been affixed to his belt and hidden from view, because of the thick drape of bear fur Drenai wore. The Nephilim began feeding the large dog strips of dried meat. The animal salivating at the impromptu treat, until Drenai wiped his hands and stood again. “You think I look this good by myself?” The monarch deadpanned dryly, while making a casual gesture down towards his leathers and furs. “Mister Black here is the finest tailor in the Empire. He created a cape for me just last month, with exquisite silver stitching. Thus I tolerate his condition.” Referencing his bizarre shapeshifting. Quite sure that Rango’s heart was swelling within his canine chest. >>

DuräŋgoBläck : *Tear* ^-^ )

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : "But threaten a few and teh rest will fall in line after all it's not like I don't pay well and they are taken of better than most servants. "Raising her arm to his lips he would bite down into the ulnar artery of her wrist and begun to drink slowly her blood instantly heightening his healing abilities to a almost supercharged state. Though it would still take some time to heal properly.<C>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Clearly these compliments had gone to Durango’s head though. All three of them! As the amazing creature showed off his latest party trick. Taking Drenai great restraint not to backpeddle and reach for the handle of his axe, simply out of instinct and a good sense of self-preservation. “I knew he could do that, I swear.” Lied Drenai. “It’s Cerberus himself. The Hound of Hades!” The Emperor declared. Obviously joking, despite his dramatic outburst. Drenai was particularly impressed by the serpentine tail. Taking a deep breath, the Emperor’s composure returned. “See. Who needs True Brujah defending you, when you have one of these.” He remarked smugly. A glint of humour in his one violet eye. ::

DuräŋgoBläck : XD )

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : The man would drink for only a few moments before withdrawing his fangs and licking teh wound to allowing his saliva to close the wound as blood trickled down his cheek from the corner of his mouth and also down her forearm as he moved to lay next to her"Come let us slumber my dear"<E>

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : ok time for me to get going and get ready for work))

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : later dude. ]

DuräŋgoBläck : bye bye garri! )

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : enjoyed your writing. ]

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : well still here for a bit))

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : I gotta clean off the car and let teh beast warm up lol))

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : lol yeah i keep forgetting to do that. I spend too long on my PS4. Then go out at the last minute and my car is covered in frost. ]

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : mines snow lol))

ĠaȑȑiċkŁęMoŗŧę : Dont forget about the servant Drenai 😋))

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : lol. ]

Ԑꭆɩᴤ♥ŁɛϺⱺꭆтɛ : Of course the question was going to come! Why wouldn't she make some jab at the fact that he hadn't taken what she freely offered to help himself? "Whether or not I am conscious at the time you need is irrelevant. Are you telling me that, in a situation where I am out cold, and you need strength to get us both out of whatever sticky mess we've gotten ourselves into, you wouldn't take what you need from me?" If he said he wouldn't do so, she was going to beat a Vampire. Though she winced visibly as he took her arm and sank his teeth into her wrist, Eris made no verbal protest. Nor did she try and take her arm away from him. "You've been a man of war too long, my love. There are other ways of garnering complete obedience from those you employ or protect. Take notes while you spend your time guarding the Emperor. He seems to get it." Once he was done feeding and had shifted to lay next to her, Eris pillowed her head on his chest and closed her eyes. (c

Ԑꭆɩᴤ♥ŁɛϺⱺꭆтɛ : There would be no protesting sleep from the woman that still desired to do just that.

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : [Both leaders carried their own remarkable presence. Of course, Immitus and the dark, cunning nature of kindred ultimately was what lured Allie to Frostwind in the first place. It began as fixing the mistakes of careless fledglings breaking Masquerade. Instances such as mauling a human or covering up the aftermath of a frenzy and this obviously evolved into much more over time. Even as Allie discovered the horrible, unspeakable actions committed in the name of Cain, she found herself unable and unwilling to leave. It was her love for medicine that lead to her untimely death. She actually had no interest in being sired but she also wasn’t ready to die. She tried her best to mask the brief expression of <c>

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DuräŋgoBläck : Sophia! Wh! )

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Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : the goddess is mysterious. ]

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : amusement that threatened her guarded responses in his presence when he mentioned the father-son relationship. She knew what it was like to be a fledgling of the dark lord – to be his son by birthright MUST have been complicated. Her coffee colored eyes lingered upon the creature as it huffed and stalked toward the hearth in response to her curiosity. Expected – of course. Not everyone appreciated the scientific minded ramblings of a physician. To a fault, she should treat the creature like the unique being he truly was but instead all she thought about was what it would be like to dissect one of his kind. “I can see <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : that he is a very valuable piece on your chessboard.” A clever play on words in response to his declaration of basically annihilating every other race’s homelands in the realm. “I also can see that he doesn’t particularly like me. Fair enough.” She shrugged, although secretly disappointed. They could have been good friends. It would be fortunate…..er, unfortunate if anything happened to the poor thing. Despite her good-natured attitude, she was still a seventh generation True Brujah and would need to keep the Beast in check – even as the presence of a possible threat manifested. She remained calm, but her Presence would be noticeable in the form of a very strong aura – commanding to keep a <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : respectable distance. “I have been known to save lives but I am afraid not to protect them. I also am guilty of taking pleasure of the leftovers. As morbid as it may sound – I would be more interested in your dead than the living. To study – that is. However, I am sure the academy will offer plenty of opportunities. I will not take matters into my own hands, of course.” Eyeballing the three headed creature now standing beside Drenai. “Valance and Rian both did an excellent job of explaining all of the resources I will have at my <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : disposal – I will also practice on the side with private parties when I have the time. A very small number of course. I prefer quality over quantity and to remain discreet.”]

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : lmao )

DuräŋgoBläck : T-T come back my goddess! )

DuräŋgoBläck : *That tail was slithering around in the air behind him as it hissed at people, threatening them to keep their distance from him and on the other hand, there were the three heads. The unique distinction was that the right head, had emerald green eyes, the center head had silver eyes with one missing, and the left had a mix of gold and red. Each head represented something, Young, Adult, Old.. Past, Present, Future. Madeline had sworn him into service to the family and here he stood, looking down at that young tru brujah while sizing her up at the same time. Truthfully he didn't mind vampires, but the one thing he didn't like, they were unnaturally cold. He did not like the cold as it considerably weakened him and coming back to reality, the canine being looked at Drenai with all three head before it was the center one that responded with that deep growl and mixed tenor tone.* "We prefer Keroberos, but everyone keeps calling us as our master once did, Cerberus.." *It was the right head*C

DuräŋgoBläck : *with green hues that was practically drooling and growling. The left head kept quiet and just studied everyone around them before the three headed canine would move to sit back on his bum. All three heads grinning mischievously as their aura darkened and became a twist of maliciousness and yet, playfulness.* "There is a reason your sewers are pretty clean these days of all the rats, Drenai." *The left head licked its maw as did the other two, following suit.* "General Jade said we could eat all the rats lurking there, that didn't belong" *Meaning it was her way to be able to feed the human eating beast and keep it 'legal' persay. That's when the three headed canine went about to nuzzling up against Drenai, wanting more pets from the man.* "Oh, Lady Frost.. it's not that we actually don't like you.. it's just, you're cold.. " *bluntly put enough.* E

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : :: Drenai was quietly intrigued by Allison and if it hadn’t been bad manners, he might have asked her questions related to her previous life as a mortal, the nature of her death and the precise reason she’d entered a coven of vampires, led by his dark father. Despite this curiosity however, the Emperor had encountered enough of them to afford them the respect they were owed as representatives of his father. Thus he was always cordial. Even hospitable. Though on this occasion he refrained from offering Allison a place in his castle, which may have been his preference, for he had no intention of going back to that house. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> However the True Brujah had an independent streak he sensed, so he wasn’t going to offer only to be slighted when she refused him. Instead he just nodded along. It was when Allison referenced the proverbial chessboard that the bespectacled scribe behind Drenai snickered, coughing to mask his laughter. Though the Emperor caught Duncan’s amusement and looked over his shoulder briefly. “What?” Enquired Duncan, feigning innocence. It had been a brilliant observation by Allison. Because the true art of a ruler, was not merely to wipe the pieces from the board, but rather to manoeuvre and control them. It was the Tyrant’s preference to -not- be perceived as the cunning strategist he really was. Because in so doing, shades of Drenai’s personality were more easily visible. The corner of the Titan’s mouth rising into a wry smirk. “You’re clever. I like that.” Admitted the Emperor. A compliment? So it seemed. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Though as the conversation progressed, so too did his responses. “I’ve spent a good portion of my life surrounded by vampires and liches. Believe me I understand.” Another cursory nod. The towering behemoth accepting a goblet of wine when it was offered from a passing servant, with remaining drinks for the Emperor’s guests presented on a tray, should they so desire. “Valance and Rian are prestigious figures in my Empire. You couldn’t ask for better assistance.” The Titan’s focus shifting to the abomination his friend had transformed into. “Nice to meet you Keroberos.” Unsure if the head in the middle still belonged to Durango. >>

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : >> Nodding at the mention of the rats. “Well I appreciate it. Keep up the good work.” Giving what was essentially a three headed monster, the thumbs up. “That was good thinking by Jade, she’s a smart girl. Takes after me that way,” said Drenai self-gratifyingly. “Speaking of, I’ll send someone to go find her for you.” Remembering that Allison had come here not to bow and scrape before the Emperor but had sought out the General of the East and illustrious Shadow Raven, herself. The Nephilim crouching again as he anticipated Durango’s approach, feeding him the last of the meat rations. ::

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : [If Allie had to decide between the evil Lich’s aftermath lurking in the estate and the chaos that could sometimes manifest in the crowded hub of the empire (otherwise known as the castle), she would instantly choose the first option. The little introvert thrived in a calm, quiet environment. She was a simple creature with a one-track mind. It was a lot to take in today in the castle, but the vampire was adjusting remarkably. When the three-headed creature mentioned her ‘being cold’, she laughed. The tiny indentions in the sides of her full cheeks visible as he stated the obvious. “Of course – <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : however, keep in mind that I am actually warmer than most kindred. As a merit upon my siring, I was thankfully blessed with the ability to appear less…well, dead. As a result I retain more warmth and color in my skin and my heart actually beats if I’d prefer. It made the Masquerade very easy in the presence of humans. As long as I maintain proper nourishment, I can walk, talk, breathe and function like a living mortal. Albeit, just a little cold.” In response to Drenai’s appraisal of her intuition, she kept her smile while watching him interact with the three-headed creature who obviously took comfort in the <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : titan’s affection. Annihilate a village – feed a monster treats. This was a very interesting culture. “I’d prefer the term intuitive. Speaking of which, I am not sure if I am out of line but something tells me that Valance abruptly making his presence known at the estate was not out of the kindness of his heart. He is a very assertive individual – yet I am encountering this characteristic among many that I have met here. Rian was also very aware of my presence as soon as I arrived to Deathstalker. I am not sure whether to <c>

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : pin this as coincidence or simply a way of living in this land. Either way, I am sure I have a lot to learn from those who appear to have a way with thriving among different evils.”]

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : i've actually been called away, so i'll have to pause here unfortunately. I'll try and come back to pick up later! ]

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : thanks for writing with me guys. ]

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ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : and lunch time for me - thank you both! )

DuräŋgoBläck : *faceplants* )

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : LOL - I will eat after your next post. )

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : I am not starved or anything. My boring sandwich can wait. )

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : -offers leftover pizza- ]

ƛllɩsoɳ Ϝʀosʈ : *punts* )

Ðᴙϵɴαı·Ɗϵɑτђsταᴌᴋϵᴙ : XD ]

DuräŋgoBläck : *After eating the rations of the meat from the emperor, the heads would slowly all melt back into the original and from there, the snake would slide back into his body as well. That's when all that was left, was that overly large black dog with a single silver hue. He sneezed before shaking his head as he chuckled.* "Anything less then normal human temperature, is cold to me." *He spoke while turning his head to watch as Drenai was whisked away for other matters. That didn't bother him any as the canine opened his maw, yawning widely before he stopped and shook his head.* "I do not mean to come off as rude or anything, I can be friends with you.. Just don't expect me to get too .. cuddly" *He spoke before looking around curiously.* "Oh! And if you ever need a dress or want something made, let me know. I mostly Tailor to the Empress and royal ladies, but I do take on other accounts as well" *he stated before stretching himself to make sure that all the bones were popped back into place*C

DuräŋgoBläck : *his back was loose. Mmm it was going to be a good day!* "So.. Since Drenai is done bothering you and being his normal creepy self.. would you like to have tea or something with me? Perhaps I can show you my shop and let you take a gander around it" *He offered her before looking around almost a bit too excitedly.* E