Thom - Syx Alliance

[08:57:23] Thom M. Takashi: -covered in blood still and cackling hellstorm with Elemental nearby- Syx, Lorsha?
[08:59:56] Syx: Oh, well what happened to you?
[08:59:56] Thom M. Takashi: I fought Conquest. And now I'm king. -nod-
[09:01:39] Syx: Well that certainly is.
[09:01:39] Syx: Different?
[09:01:39] Syx: So, did you kill her? What was this about?
[09:02:30] Thom M. Takashi: Indeed. She is not dead at the current moment. And it is because she killed things that I needed. I do not.. Particuarlly like being stolen from. -nod-
[09:05:04] Syx: What did she kill?
[09:05:04] Thom M. Takashi: Bragi. I intended to interogate him. She murdered him before I could. This is the second time. I am told she was warned as well.
[09:05:04] Syx: Oh.
[09:05:55] Syx: Well I suppose i'll have to turn you into a suitable ruler.
[09:05:55] Syx: Somehow.
[09:05:55] Thom M. Takashi: Thank you Syx. I would very much appreciate your assistance.
[09:05:55] Vivian: < *Took to her book again.* >
[09:07:37] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Any major challenge in policy to come, Thom?
[09:07:37] Syx: Well what did Conquest have, or within vault.
[09:08:28] Thom M. Takashi: -shakes head- Not that I can imagine. We gather the information from the raid and make new plans. As for laws; Everything is still permitted.
[09:08:28] Syx: But before.
[09:08:28] Syx: You have ghouls to take care of.
[09:09:20] Thom M. Takashi: .. That is true.
[09:09:20] Syx: Well I suggest being quick before they slaughter everything.
[09:09:20] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Ghouls?
[09:09:20] Gala Mabon: . . .
[09:10:11] Syx: <*Looks at a random person being taken away.*> Not that I mind.
[09:10:11] Thom M. Takashi: .. They can be trained, correct?
[09:11:02] Syx: Who knows.
[09:11:02] Syx: Ghouls are for the most part mindless.
[09:11:02] Syx: And more so without their master.
[09:11:02] Gala Mabon: Then they can be controled.
[09:11:02] Syx: And well her anger is most likely fueling them.
[09:11:53] Syx: They wouldn't be a bad army but-
[09:11:53] Syx: Well you'd have to convince their master.
[09:11:53] Syx: They are failed vampires.
[09:12:44] Thom M. Takashi: For the time being I will see the ghouls put in one location. Will make things eaiser to figure out and handle.
[09:12:44] Gala Mabon: I might have an idea for that Thom, but we can talk about it later.
[09:12:44] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Right. Alright.
[09:13:36] Sig Otaner-Aysev: So, Thom. Question.
[09:13:36] Thom M. Takashi: Yes?
[09:14:27] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Did you have anything planned for that prisoner I dragged in?
[09:14:27] Sig Otaner-Aysev whispers: Y'know. Preferably execution. A grisly one.
[09:15:18] Syx: Well unfortunately for the ghouls, you may just have to kill them all.
[09:15:18] Syx: I doubt it will work out well otherwise.
[09:15:18] Thom M. Takashi: If you desire that be done to the prisoner then sure. I believe that the capturer should do as they wish.
[09:16:09] Thom M. Takashi: And I see. -nods to Syx- Very well. if that is what must happen..
[09:16:09] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Wasn't hoping to do it myself.
[09:16:09] Gala Mabon: I wonder though...Could one not use runes of somekind?
[09:17:00] Thom M. Takashi: .. Some sort of mind control rune Gala?
[09:17:00] Thom M. Takashi: And I see Sig. Then I will see it ordered.
[09:17:00] Gala Mabon: Yes, something like that.
[09:17:00] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Thank you.
[09:17:00] Sig Otaner-Aysev: One Lyse Evander, if you weren't aware.
[09:17:52] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Make it hurt.
[09:17:52] Thom M. Takashi: .. That is a good idea. A mind control rune sounds quite interesting to study and create.
[09:17:52] Thom M. Takashi: And very well. Lyse Evander.. I don't think I know that name all too well.
[09:18:43] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Soldier of the Alliance, Cinderfall, whatever. Expert of Ifrit's Claw. Absolutely vile.
[09:19:34] Vivian: .. I could do it.
[09:19:34] Vivian: < *COUGHS INTO HER FIST.* >
[09:19:34] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Have you met him?
[09:20:25] Vivian: Think I saw him.
[09:20:25] Thom M. Takashi: We should see about learning his Ifrit's claw but I will have a date set for him. Vivian, you may be the executioner.
[09:20:25] Vivian: Woo!
[09:20:25] Gala Mabon: Isn't she a bit young?
[09:20:25] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Doesn't matter. It'll make it hurt more.
[09:20:25] Vivian: < *Runs into the White Tower, cocking back her rifle all giddily.* >
[09:20:25] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Strike him in his fucking ugly pride.
[09:21:16] Thom M. Takashi: Vivian, not yet but soon. -nod-.
[09:21:16] Vivian: --Oh. Okay.
[09:21:16] Thom M. Takashi: She may be young. Which means she will prove herself.
[09:22:08] Gala Mabon: Still...At such a young age... <*Totally ignoring her 'accident' at ten*>
[09:22:59] Thom M. Takashi: .. She might be young. But such is the age to learn. She has something she wants to earn after all.
[09:22:59] Gala Mabon: Mhh...
[09:23:50] Sig Otaner-Aysev: ...Wonder if it'd be worth it to take him apart piece by piece.
[09:23:50] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Maybe bury the wreckage at sea.
[09:24:41] Thom M. Takashi: Perhaps she will. -nods- It will be quite interesting to see what Ideas come to her.
[09:26:24] Sig Otaner-Aysev: As long as it hurts.
[09:26:24] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Let him bleed.
[09:27:15] Syx: Oh yes.
[09:27:15] Syx: And what of Durendal?
[09:27:15] Gala Mabon: Why not do it yourself?
[09:28:06] Gala Mabon: Isthere not more pleasure in it, to kill a man with your own hands?
[09:28:06] Sig Otaner-Aysev: He wants my attention. He doesn't deserve that.
[09:28:06] Gala Mabon: Or you can't do it.
[09:28:57] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Maybe that too, fuck it.
[09:28:57] Sig Otaner-Aysev: I can't look at him.
[09:28:57] Gala Mabon: If you order his death, you should be the one todo it. But then...That's just my opinion.
[09:30:40] Thom M. Takashi: Durendal. -motions to the elemental currently holding the weapon and likely under the blade's effects-
[09:34:04] Sig Otaner-Aysev: I see your side of things. I'm... content to just boil in anger.
[09:34:04] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Lot easier.
[09:34:56] Syx: Oh, and what do you intend to do with it?
[09:34:56] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Not sure.
[09:35:47] Thom M. Takashi: -stares at the blade- Find a suitable wielder. Someone who will champion Loranthis' cause.
[09:37:29] Syx: Oh, and will you carry on Conquests deal with me?
[09:39:12] Thom M. Takashi: I was never fully informed of the deal. But I would want to make one with you.
[09:41:45] Syx: It was a simple.
[09:42:36] Syx: I gave Evamourn over to restore Durendal's strength. In exchange I would be given Mordred's blade once it is procured.
[09:42:36] Thom M. Takashi: -nods- Such a deal is fine with me.
[09:42:36] Thom M. Takashi: You will still recieve Mordred's blade.
[09:44:19] Sig Otaner-Aysev: Seems fair, yeah.
[09:46:01] Syx: And I was given a trinket as assurance. A piece of Dumuzid- To return once the weapon is given.
[09:46:52] Thom M. Takashi: Oh? Will the assurance still work or do you desire something else?
[09:47:44] Syx: Yes.
[09:47:44] Syx: Of course I wouldn't mind being given Durendal anyhow.
[09:48:35] Syx: Hm, perhaps I regret not marking it. Too late for that now.
[09:48:35] Thom M. Takashi: -nods- Durendal works then. I have no need of it.
[09:48:35] Syx: Oh, then I'll hold on to it.
[09:48:35] {Item} You dropped Durendal.
[09:48:35] Syx: And i'll give back the mask.
[09:48:35] Thom M. Takashi: Thank you. -has elemental deliever the blade-
[09:53:42] Ah, the dark blade. Orchid eyes gazed across it's frame. A swift glance is given to the elemental holding the blade- the edging feeling that it might become feral at any moment. A blink and his gaze returns upon Durendal.

Syx's right hand raised, a slow creep towrds the blade with wide eyes. Slowly fingers curl around the handle of the blade until fully within his grasp- A new scream reaches his ears and wide smile across his face- The souls from nyctorre along with Mourn's soul. "Such a nice sounds." He states before plunging the blade into the ground.

A rift opens before Thom- with a few seconds a mask it dropped for him to catch. Famine- thought depowered as Dumuzid is no longer present. "Well this will do, for now." He says tapping along the pommel. "We'll see. We'll see." He repeats then gives a dismissive wave.
(Syx)
[09:55:24] {Item} You picked up Mask Of Famine.Dropped by Syx.
[09:57:07] The dark blade to Syx, and a mask for himself.

The golden hues seemed to radiate with glee as the elemental gave the blade to the man. Surely given enough time the thing would have even corrupted what he could summon. Indeed, perhaps a few sparks of hellstorm bounced around the creature from the corruption, the screams..

The rift was opened and a mask came out, the red haired man being quick to grab it. A nod came from Thom perhaps gratitude as he gave the thing a look over. A new prize..

"I am greatful. Thank you for your continued assistance and resisence Syx."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[10:00:32] Syx: Ah yes. I'll we'll talk later. For now think and see what it is you 'need' to do.