A Lesson

[20:38] Begrudged the moniker of grandpa, he was a vibrant pillar of dread power. Not someone's eld- Well, shit now he knew how Torgon felt. No matter, he would have to simply continue on the path of the Slayer as the old King had done. They were so much alike after all.

"Power, it is what we all seek and it is what you will learn. I have not gathered all my acolytes but I see enough who have sworn to learn and enough who linger within this curse place. You are molds of clay, young and untampered against the horrors of this world."

As he spoke his gaze swept amongst those who rested on the pews. "I am Nanzo the Tyrant, the Mighty, the Chosen One for those who do not know me. I slew would be gods and overcame armies singlehandedly. This power I will give unto you all so long as you use it in opposition to the oppressive dominance of Osrona, of Theria. We are the children of the Night Mother, our freedom is paramount. We are the soldiers of the Dark Lord, our victory is pre-ordained. We are the raging fire that shows those wretches in their ivory towers to fear the wild-lands."

As he spoke his lecture he would give a wave to the wildlands nearby. Clearly pleased with the state of the dreadwoods. "Here you see what becomes of those things which connect with the Occult. Finding power in the entropy of the world, connectiong unto the chaos of life!" As he roared, he curled his arm upwards, fingers curling as verdant purple life burst from the grass. Flora flourishing under his magical presence.

"The spirits, you see them now as they answer the call of power. In my youth I offered blood to bring them to my beck and call. In my youth I fed the blood of others to these spirits of the woods." As he spoke, detailing the blood-sacrifices he'd given to the spirits of wood. "For you see, the spirits of the land are as hungry for life as anything else. They simply lack the means to grasp it." As he spoke the spiral upon his mask began to glow.

"The hungering earth, it is the first spirit you should know. Deep below the lands its tendrils reach out, devouring and all consuming. If you seek to follow the cycle of destruction and rebirth. Then this is a spirit to call upon for power." His gaze shifted for a moment towards the Earth. "It is a simple pact, one that the greatest of my generation rendered our might to. This is but one of the spirits you can attune unto." He paused for a moment.

"But who knows that a spirit is the natural forces of concepts be it life or destruction. You can call on these spirits for power. As I have done many times but there are also spirits of another kind. A world of them which lies beyond this domain, beyond the earthly wraiths." as he finished, a half-mad ramble detailing how to enter a contract with yet another forgotten spirit of power. He would pass the lecture of the spirit realm itself unto Joy. A witch knew of that realm far more than he ever could.
(Nanzo)
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[20:47] Hush listened.. To the knowledge of the spirits, but their form was still unstable. Perhaps even shamefully so,and they quietly slipped back.. Away to pick their wounds.
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[20:50] Listening as Nanzo gave his lesson hearing the lore of the land for the first time he could help me look at the earth and everyone around him and feel connected in some way as he has be seeking the power he speaks learning from Sir Crimson and getting a short Lesson on how to embrace the power of Hhis own Hate as the Black core he saw in his Lesson with Licht and Meditating alone flashes in his mind but his eyes stayed on Nanzo Glancing at Crimson a bit as his Core and body hungers for the power
(Oshiro Emiri)
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[20:50] Begrudged the moniker of grandpa, he was a vibrant pillar of dread power. Not someone's eld- Well, shit now he knew how Torgon felt. No matter, he would have to simply continue on the path of the Slayer as the old King had done. They were so much alike after all.

"Power, it is what we all seek and it is what you will learn. I have not gathered all my acolytes but I see enough who have sworn to learn and enough who linger within this curse place. You are molds of clay, young and untampered against the horrors of this world."

As he spoke his gaze swept amongst those who rested on the pews. "I am Nanzo the Tyrant, the Mighty, the Chosen One for those who do not know me. I slew would be gods and overcame armies singlehandedly. This power I will give unto you all so long as you use it in opposition to the oppressive dominance of Osrona, of Theria. We are the children of the Night Mother, our freedom is paramount. We are the soldiers of the Dark Lord, our victory is pre-ordained. We are the raging fire that shows those wretches in their ivory towers to fear the wild-lands."

As he spoke his lecture he would give a wave to the wildlands nearby. Clearly pleased with the state of the dreadwoods. "Here you see what becomes of those things which connect with the Occult. Finding power in the entropy of the world, connectiong unto the chaos of life!" As he roared, he curled his arm upwards, fingers curling as verdant purple life burst from the grass. Flora flourishing under his magical presence.

"The spirits, you see them now as they answer the call of power. In my youth I offered blood to bring them to my beck and call. In my youth I fed the blood of others to these spirits of the woods." As he spoke, detailing the blood-sacrifices he'd given to the spirits of wood. "For you see, the spirits of the land are as hungry for life as anything else. They simply lack the means to grasp it." As he spoke the spiral upon his mask began to glow.

"The hungering earth, it is the first spirit you should know. Deep below the lands its tendrils reach out, devouring and all consuming. If you seek to follow the cycle of destruction and rebirth. Then this is a spirit to call upon for power." His gaze shifted for a moment towards the Earth. "It is a simple pact, one that the greatest of my generation rendered our might to. This is but one of the spirits you can attune unto." He paused for a moment.

"But who knows that a spirit is the natural forces of concepts be it life or destruction. You can call on these spirits for power. As I have done many times but there are also spirits of another kind. A world of them which lies beyond this domain, beyond the earthly wraiths." as he finished, a half-mad ramble detailing how to enter a contract with yet another forgotten spirit of power. He would pass the lecture of the spirit realm itself unto Joy. A witch knew of that realm far more than he ever could.
(Nanzo)(repost)
(Nanzo)
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[20:51] Kateryna pyr Docro says, "Hrm."
[20:51] Spirituality and power...

Being a sheltered child that knew absolutely jack-diddly about any of this, caused them to slowly slink into the forest. Fear was their driving factor, not power in this case.

Some things were too scary for Blank- actually most things were too scary for blank! The little coward opting for a wobbly retreat through the foliage than continuing to be spooked by it all.
(Blank)
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[20:53] Oshiro Smiles a wicked grin as his mind is made up he wishes for the power of the Champions
(Oshiro Emiri)
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[20:54] Jikanu sighs and rubs his eyes with his right arm. If someone were to look at it they could easily see the black flame squirming around it causing constant pain to him and his shoulder seems to be bandaged up quite heavily.

"Fine"
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[20:55] Joy sat enjoying the speech that Nanzo gave. Granted, she wished he was this articulate when teaching her in her touch. In the end her lessons were more injuries and being cast out to cause more havoc. Many things he had to say were lessons to her, at the least about Nyx herself and the Mire.

What was wasn't expecting was to be passed the helm so soon. She blinked a few times behind the mythril mask before rising to her feet and turning to face the pupils before them.

A voice could be heard, not aloud, but within their minds. The masked figure never uttering a single verbal word in her time within the forest.

"My greatest understanding of spirits is how to utilized your own. To commune with beings greater than yourself, but often for a price or made within contract.

The cost is great, but the boons are as far as you can imagine. Here in these very woods incredible bindings have taken place, using the soul's connection to Helheimto bring forth creatures often unseen in Esshar. Helhounds, beasts of lightning, spirits of unfathomable power that you might bring forth by being intertwined with such forces. The Mother, the Dark Lord, even other entities of darkness. To pact yourself with one of these forces you are granted the ability to commune with such creatures."

It was strange, she had never taught a lesson such matters before. Generally it all halted at occultism for her students.

"While some communions can be done through worship, for proper undeniable control, pacts generally must be made. The Craft must be achieved."


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[20:56] "I might be underestimating the Mire. It wouldn't surprise me. In fact, I hope I'm wrong. Things were a lot more interesting when the Mire was free to do as it pleased. I'd like a return to form," the kitsune nodded her head at the Dullahan, "It seems like fun."

The Magi's attention would then fall once more on Nanzo as he'd start teaching again. Even the energetic and talkative kitsune stilling her breath as she'd watch occult magic at work.

A lot of the old man's words of spirits and variety made the woman a little confused, but she seemed to think she got the basic concept of it. "So if a spirit takes a liking to me then I can feed it in return for power. For something that can't feed itself spirits sure seem to be picky. Or do they choose based on who feeds them what they want?"
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[20:57] The Docro arrives within the Dreadwoods casually, the cigarette of Walter pyr Docro pressed to her lips, the occasional puff of smoke leaving them accordingly. As she approaches the area the sermon is overheard, golden orbs squinting in the direction of the pastor in question, or whatever he called himself. Those same eyes drifted about, taking note of each person present in the grove.

"I have came to speak to my cousin, Cynthia. Is she present?" She doesn't appear to be overly threatening, just simply imposing somehow, despite her small height. There isn't any traces of fear on her face, if anything she appears quite bored.

"If not say so quickly. I am a busy woman." The cigarette leaves her lips to be ashed, a particularly thick cloud of smoke filling the air. The vague mentions of fleshcrafting sour her expression, but she remains indifferent, for the sake of politics.

"The décor is so dreary."
(Kateryna pyr Docro)
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[20:57] Nanzo says, "She is not."
[20:57] Becky Stone says, "She went to bed."
[20:57] Nanzo says, "You may leave."
[20:57] Becky Stone asks, "Oh, did you like my Sinka flower?"
[20:57] Kateryna pyr Docro says, "It was nice, dear. Much appreciated."
[20:57] Sir Crimson says, "Been a long time"
[20:57] Sir Crimson says, "Kateryna"
[20:57] Becky Stone exclaims, "Yes, I wanted to show you that I accept your invitation for combat!"
[20:57] Becky Stone asks, "That's what the flowers were for, right?"
[20:57] Kateryna pyr Docro says, "Oh? That was not the intention, but I welcome the challenge."
[20:58] Becky Stone asks, "Oh?"
[20:58] Becky Stone says, "Well I'd love to fight some time and learn why."
[20:58] Becky Stone says, "I'm Becky."
[20:58] Kateryna pyr Docro says, "It was a thoughtless gesture."
[20:58] Sir Crimson says, "Do let Ophelia know our arrangement is still in order."
[20:58] Sir Crimson says, "I still honor my deals."
[20:58] Kateryna pyr Docro asks, "Ophelia?"
[20:58] Kateryna pyr Docro says, "I do not speak to her anymore."
[20:59] Becky head empty.
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[20:59] Sir Crimson asks, "Oh?"
[20:59] Kateryna pyr Docro says, "The deserters have yet to join New Tannen."
[20:59] Sir Crimson says, "I'm guessing things have changed since i last been to the Docro mansion."
[20:59] Kateryna pyr Docro says, "Greatly."
[20:59] Nanzo says, "Well..."
[21:00] Nanzo asks, "Questions?"
[21:00] Sir Crimson says, "Well then your one the ones i rooted for hope to see more success."
[21:01] Kateryna pyr Docro says, "Well! Let it be known, coven. I am watching you. For now we exist in indifference to eachother, but a false step will bring the force of my nation upon you."
[21:01] Kateryna pyr Docro says, "Do well in threading carefully."
[21:01] Kateryna bows shallowly.
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[21:01] Kateryna pyr Docro says, "Have a nice evening."
[21:02] Nanzo says, "Cogs, they are as reslilient as we are."
[21:02] Joy says in telepathy, The forest words with those who would threaten them so lightly in their own home?
[21:03] Nanzo cast Joy a look, one that spoke volumes.
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[21:04] The Dullahan would turn from the General as he was no longer the same one from before as it would not bother with her.

"Do not worry we have to worry about the main focus."

After all building everyone back to the basics is what will matter at the end.

"I seek to revive some old friends. If I recall I use to be a knight who led many. I seek to go the spirit realm and bring them back either in spirit or in other ways. These lessons you both taught me are very mind embracing."

After even if he came to this point the Dullahan was still a fresh Champion in the elders eyes.

"Anytime you have guiding words do let me know what I need to work on." A stance of respect given.
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[21:05] Kuro asks, "I suppose I have a question... how would one go about meeting or discovering different sorts of spirits?"
[21:05] Oshiro Emiri says, "...."
[21:05] Sir Crimson says, "Oshiro ask away"
[21:05] Becky Stone says, "That's a good one."
[21:05] Nanzo says, "I would advice taking those who weave spirits with you. "
[21:05] Sir Crimson says, "You should know your power can connect to the spirit world as well."
[21:06] Sir Crimson says, "If you learn enough"
[21:07] Kuro nods at that frowning slightly though... they'd need more practice with spirits before they could try something like that.
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[21:09] The Tyrant turned his gaze towards Kuro, his mask rattling slightly as a smile crossed his lips. "You must bait them to come to you. You will find that those spirits which are attracted to you come when offered. I have oft been followed by spirits of death for instance but in my time I shunned them for those of life."

As he spoke he would closed his eye and as he did the reality around him twinkled into materialism. Eyes, mouths, haunting apparitions began to flutter near his form. A mastery over the spiritual powers he possessed on display. When his eyes opened he continued.

"A novice connects to the spirits with actions. Bloodletting is the easies if your mind is open. Meditation the hardest. If you seek to meet a spirit of death or war? Spread your senses out amongst the battlefields of Esshar. If you seek one of fear, regret, perhaps darkness? Seek the catacombs of the old world. I am sure you can extrapolate what I am saying to find the rest you seek."

"Is there one you seek?"
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[21:17] A grin still on his face as he listen as the he remember the Hate and the black core he has seen when he Meditated he couldn't help be feel as Death is natual and War is destroy what he hunger for as he thinks of beening the Champion of War or Death his eyes sparkled a Dark Crimson "Death"H e simple said out loud unaware of it as he was in his own place of mind as a eye open Meditation
(Oshiro Emiri)
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[21:20] "Fun..." The girl tilted her head and folder her arms across her chest, "If I commune with any spirit, I want it to be one capable of having fun or being relatively entertaining to hang out with... By your logic I should search taverns and maybe beaches?"

The girl scratched her cheek for a bit, "The world hasn't been all that fun as of lately, so I wouldn't know 100% where the funnest spirits would be hiding."
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[21:22] The rabbit was nervously looking over the injured man but curiosity guided their attention back towards the mutants lesson clearly hanging on to their every word and even going as far as to pull out a sketchbook to start taking more specific notes. Of course their patient wasn't forgotten but this was what they had been hoping to learn from the wizened mutant for some time now so they weren't going to not pay attention to it now.

"So spirits are going to be attracted to me? Is there a way to tell if there are spirits nearby? My blood has spilled but I never felt the presence of spirits and the ones you just summoned took me off guard just now," They asked frowning at the specters summoned by the mutant as prior to their manifestation they would not have known they were there, "I would be interested in maybe a shadow spirit, possibly guarding ones as well?" As she spoke though she couldn't help but think that perhaps a trip into some catacombs would be worthwhile since surely spirits of that sort would be found there...
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[21:28] "You would want to find spirits of life, they are as plentiful as the darker denizens of the spirit realm. Perhaps, for you... An Ifrit. Yes." As he spoke he waved a hand towards one of the nearby braziers filled with burning oil. "Commune with the flames, seek the spirits of passion and fire, from them you will find your fun and so much more. Destruction but also the rebirth that comes after. For it is only the conflagration of the old that ushers in the new."

It was advice for a spirit that would match the nature of the young Kitsune. His gaze shifted towards Kuro once more and his head nodded in acknowledgement of the man's concern. "Even if their are spirits near if you have not opened your mind to their presence. You will not know they are their, the ones I have shown are those of death that linger after me. Some seek to carry favor but those are but wretches. The spirits of power are those you must wish to nurture not those who simply are."

He brought a hand to his chin and thought for a moment. "If you seek a spirit of the dark places. Delve into the earth, down bewow where the light of day has not touched their shadows since the gods walked the world. Just, don't take a torch with you. Its a distasteful affront."
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[21:37] The kitsune blinked when hearing the word 'Ifrit' used to describe -well name a specific spirit. It sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it just yet. Regardless, she had her next task laid before her. She mastered a lot of the properties and powers of her own flames, but now she had to talk to the flames of another entity and hopefully win over its favor for additional power and abilities.

She wanted the power. It'd be interesting and entertaining to see the world burn so to say. She cared not for what was born after only the fun in the moment.

"I'll light some candles and try to sweet talk them!" A full proof plan indeed!
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[21:37] Nanzo says, "..."
[21:38] Nanzo brought a hand to rub the bridge of his nose. Maybe if he tossed her into a forest fire?
(Nanzo)
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[21:38] The rabbit was being a good student taking notes on the teachers words rather studiously before even quickly writing down a few places similar to what he described where they might seek to commune with a spirit; still though answers bought a few more questions to the rabbits mind so they were asked.

"So I will delve into the dark place without a light and offer them my blood then see if they follow me?" They asked wondering if they got that sequence of events correct before eyes quickly took in the manifestations around the mutant again, "Are the spirits individuals you grow to know? Do they have names or are they merely energy? You mentioned an ifrit is that a specific type or spirit or..." they trailed of taken a bit off guard by what Becky said as well.
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[21:40] The dullahan would honestly want to take that tongue even more.

If it had the ability to make a expression it would be of anger.

"Take this serious! This is not a game little girl!" Though the dullahan would simply go quiet as he was tired from the matter.

"I'm going to go rest. Do not cause any trouble while I am away."
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[21:43] He could over heard Nanzo say Ifrit as he could see his core while his faded eyes closed slowly he would cover his core with the flames as and opend his eyes as he said in a deep voice "I will give them all they need if they ask for My blood even my soul I will do has I most for The forest and the people within it "Slicing his hand as he let it drip to the soil of the earth As he listened to Nanzo
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[21:44] "Kuro, you have to shed mana-infused blood. For a shadow spirit though you will want to shed the blood before hand. Arrive with it inside a bowl, carried down the depths and unsplit. One you have reached the deepest cavern you can set it down upon the earth. The Children of Nyx prefer their stillness undisturbed, Umbral spirits. You have to match the stillness of their home when you go. Only then will the shadows twist and they appear fore you."

"Oh, yes spirits have names. As for specific spirits? You would need to commune with them a great deal to learn their individual name. Even now I have never learned the name of a spirit personally myself. I prefer to help nurture them distantly."

He chuckled slightly at Crimson chastising the fox. Then he placed a hand upon the Dullahan's shoulder. "Go rest, you have earned it young champion." His focus shifted towards Oshiro at that point.

"Do not give yourself so freely Oshiro, least you find a Nethradin of Helheim. Then they will love such blind sacrifice though be careful with the saints of Hell. Their gifts are often costly."

"For the Ifrit, you must show that you are as fiery. Able to house the flame that an ifrit is by its very nature. A being of will, is needed to tame the ifrit. You must be master not slave to the flame."
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[21:50] For the time being, Licht had remained silent, but he felt a wave of remorse rush over him as he realized the Fae hadn't been as faithful. He had given up hope at one point.

As he listened to everyone speak, his pitch-black claws began to fiddle against each other, and his eyes were sad.

"Do I really deserve to be with someone like mother... I've heard all the ways and all that everyone has to offer and bring, but do I truly deserve to be here with the return of the great Tyrant Nanzo? And the rise of the new champion?

When I believed all hope was lost, one of my relatives took me in and worshipped the same people we are fighting now.

Is it possible that I'm mistaken, Tyrant?"

The Fae were only interested in this.

"For I offer my essence in exchange."
(Licht Zagred)
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[21:52] 'Master not slave to the flame'.. Those words took the smile right off the kitsune's face as she seemed to be bothered at the thought of being consumed by the spirit's flames. "Fun is usually a lot more cooperative than that.. No, some games are player versus player. In fact most are. Yes, I get it. I understand. I'll win. I'll beat Ifrit at its own game and force it to play my own."

"It'll be fun."
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[21:54] Amongst everything else the sound of a pencil scratching can be heard as a plan was forming in their head to go find a spirit and each additional detail they were given would only make this potential trip more successful. They looked at what they had now; location, method, and understanding of the umbral spirits they were searching for but still a frown grew.

"How will I know if this is successful? Will they manifest where I can see them? Will they follow me out of the cave and aid me in combat? I suppose it will take a few attempts as well..."
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[21:55] Joy says in telepathy, You will have to excuse me. I will return at a later time but it seems I have little use at the moment.
[21:59] Now Looking at Nanzo hear him out as he nods to him "So I wont give myself up to them I will make them obey me "As he thinks about how he will tame him with his pure fiery "Ifrit will Obey me and Give me his power My hate and fiery gives me the power to keep standing here "


Hearing Licht say something about a new Champion he grins as he wished to be the Champion a pure weapon of Destory as for everyone will know his fiery and Wraith thinking tis caused him to Smile "From now on I will show nothing but my Fiery please tall me more of how to Tame Ifrit"He gazed at Nanzo
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[22:01] A triplex of crimson orbs gazed upon Licht and when he spoke it was with a calming fervor. The soft tones of the Night mother lingered on in her champion as did vestiges of her power.

"It was not pre-ordained that the Ebonblooded should despise us. No, in my youth I spared their first coming. Let the children live on as they had and worship their dragon. It was not pre-ordained that when the power of the Mire was broken by the leeches of Asphodel that the Ebonblooded would a generation later seek to consume the world in their desire for revenge. No, these where not known and at one time these worshippers of serpents could have been unto kin."

"You are of the first children of the Mire. You've an eternity to choose your path and it is your right to take it as you will." As he spoke he reached into his cloak and pulled forth the Night Arcanium. As he did so the shadows lengthened and deepened in its presence.

"Give unto the stone your essence if you so desire a penance. Now is the time for those of the Dark to rise once more. We've not now nor ever ran short of foes."

It was an offering for the young fae to return to the fold of the Night cult. Nanzo had returned and with his return the Cult of Nyx would either see a new rising or it would finally burn in the great flames of war.

Still, his gaze trialed to first Becky and a smile spread across his face. Yes, the girl was understand what it meant to exert her will upon another thing. "The fire wishes to destroy, it wishes to blaze with life, however, you must be the one to guide that passion least it be wasted."

He then looked to Kuro and smirked. "You will know when you have been touched by an Umbral. They are a symbiotic spirit, you will find them in your shadows and if you look closely..." As he spoke his hand that was free waved towards his feet. One could see that Nanzo's own shadows never stopped moving, writhing under his form. No doubt he had many Umbrals that followed his stride.

Oshiro spoke and the tyrant answered. "Go forth and ride with the firestorm of a forest set ablaze. Howl with the burning of all and breath in the ash of ages lost. You must find your path with the Ifrit at your call, let them chase unto you, catch you alight as you howl to the sun and stars."
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[22:05] Listening in to lecture of one wizened tyrant and everyone else's aspirations to tame a spirit, Elaena would think to herself what manner of force she could commune with.

'Is it even possible for her? Can she even do it?'

These are the questions that raced in her mind, not the what or why's for her mind is already decided on what she wanted to commune with. After all, she only wanted to protect those close to her, those of the woods even if they abhorred the light—even should it cause her great pain in the end.

"... Then It's possible to commune with the great spirits of light and protection."

She thought to herself, preferring to withhold such information with her allies under the notion of not wanting to hurt them.

"Hm.."

(Elaena Viserys)
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[22:13] Jikanu listens and while taking in the information is to tired to ask questions or care at the moment. He is instead lost in thought thinking about everything that has happened till now. Questioning everything. An occasional look is given towards Kuro mainly to see when they are ready to leave but nothing behind it. He would also occasionally look over the group watching their reactions listening to their questions and thoughts.
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[22:15] Inspired by his words as he remembers when he woke up in these woods a long time ago around twelve to ten years of age he understood Nanzo's word clearly "My path is to bring The Dreadwoods into peace and a show my fiery to anyone who wishes for it to disappear I will do this in the name of Nyx Mother "as he could feel his heart burn to his core imagining himself as a Great Blaze of flames he could clearly feel the warmth of his soul burn


Looking to Nanzo"I believ my path lays here in these woods for Mother I cant here her nor feel her as you Champions do but I know I was placed in this forest for a reason "As the blazing fiery shines brightly in his eyes
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[22:16] The rabbit's eyes widened as they noticed the writhing shadow of the tyrant leaving Jikanu's side to get a closer look at the spirits within only slightly vexed that again they had not noticed them till now; clearly their mind still wasn't open to them even after this lesson.

"That is so cool, so they live in your shadow and follow you?" They asked curiously as they fought the simplistic scientific urge to reach out and poke the shadow to see what would happen, "How do these spirits aid you Nanzo? Do they offer you company? Can you use them to spy or have them aid you in combat?" A smile was hidden beneath their mask completely smitten by the idea of having a 'living' shadow before their mind began to wonder about how these spirits might help her with other projects...
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[22:18] Those bat-like wings stretched out, breaking the air, his black scales covering the majority of his body, and those crimson eyes matching the Tyrant's triple orb glare.

Though he didn't move, he floated in the air, surrounded by sparks, as he listened to the Tyrant talk in a soothing tone.

Maybe it was just a matter of luck. The Tyrant not slaying the beginning of it all and Licht joining them at some point.

They've reunited today, hoping to resurrect what was once the most beautiful thing to have graced this awful realm.

"Then we will see change today, brother. Today marks the beginning of an eternity of darkness. Will we continue to prosper forever."

He floated over the night arcanium as his wings beat against the air. His sharp teeth began to show and with one swift motion he bit a chunk of his palm off as his sacred mana began to pour over the night arcanium.

Infested with the occult.

"Change will occur."

He started nestling against Nanzo's shoulder.
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[22:18] "You've more than convinced me, Grandpa." Becky smiled before rising to give some of her essence to the penance as she was told. She wasn't sure what her essence would offer forth exactly, but if it was truly her essence it'd add a kick to it. Something that would prove entertaining to her at the very least.

"Don't worry. I'll beat the spirit until it admits defeat to me, and then we'll become friends and have even more fun with each other. We'll make the world an interesting place.~"
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[22:19] {Item} You drop Night Arcanium.
[22:19] {Item} You picked up Night Arcanium. Dropped by Nanzo..
[22:25] "Yes, they do all these things." As he spoke the shadows simply seemed to tighten around his frame. Naturally pulling away from Kuro's curious nature. "You will find that umbral spirits detest being looked at Kuro. They are perhaps the most difficult to befriend." As he spoke he reached out and placed a hand upon Kuro's head. Pat pat.

"Now, your friend desires to leave. I believe his bravery in interposing himself for Hush deserves to be rewarded with that much at-least." He had given the lesson and it was time to wrap things up! Besides, now that Kuro had seen them he was taking his first steps.

His smile widened as he listened to Licht, yes it was time for them to usher in a new age of shadow. A new age of darkness and as the essence of not just him but Becky as well ushered into the arcanium? Well, his mind began to race with what one could do with such a blessing. Now though, his focus turned back to the group.

"We have taken the first steps towards ressurecting a family I feared dying. Now, you all may rest."
(Nanzo)