Sparking The Conflict

-- So, so very loud.

He could hear these voices all around booming in his mind even through the earmuffs hanging from his ears. Flames enveloping around the entirety of his spear still shimmering with that golden light of holy energy. One could practically feel that seething anger rolling from this Teen as his mind was focused on but one task, ending these noises that continued to pester and annoy his mind.

"We don't need a meeting!" His words finally spoken in a roar as Stella even spoke of a possibility of such a future between these two parties. "Cassio threatened you! This man came here and threatened us! Am I not meant to protect this place as you said? Am I not meant to quell this disrespect, this... Noise?!" Lucilius found his words rolling from his tongue once more as a glance was shot in her direction.

"Show us you can lead... Show us, show the world we don't need to constantly cower! Let's... Let's do something here and now! Let's run this noise out, let's... Kill these disrespectful cretins."

Flames slowly began to fade, obvious he was willing to back down though still he waited only for the orders of Stella.
(Lucilius)

Tizoc whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.

Setzer Azahara whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.

Setzer Azahara whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.


Inoa says, "Sup Hanleigh."
Tizoc whispers something.

Hanleigh wonders how Inoa knows her name...
(Hanleigh)

Tizoc whispers something.

Setzer Azahara whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.


Hanleigh says, "Hello, Inoa."

Inoa asks, "Fuck this. Tizoc, Khaine, can we go?"

Inoa says, "M'restless."

Tizoc says, "I mean..."

Tizoc asks, "Want me to make this fun...?"

Inoa says, "Nah, we got better stuff t'worry about."

Tizoc says, "O-oh..."

Inoa says, "Like th'chicken factory and my staff."
The ookami leans back into his seat, it having almost been impossible to understand just what direction things would proceed between the mass present. His lips part, a breath of air slowly pushed beyond now separated tiers.

"Does this mean there's going to be a significantly less amount of people crowding around us now?"

It's an open-ended question for anyone to answer despite his preference for the leaders whom had a say. His calm, dark red gaze seems to fall upon each and every face present. Despite his indifference, and the lack of intent apparent within the posture maintained, he's waiting to react...

Especially since Lucilius seemed intent on adding fuel to the fire.
(Saenis)

Hanleigh blasts off.
(Hanleigh)

A jaw clenched, and like Lucilius? The girl found herself growing suddenly agitated at the noises, but not the ones of the bickering and banter that would constantly raise; it was only one noise that she was focused on, eyes resting at the back of Lucilius as he made dangerous statements.

It wasn't the ones made towards Cassio or Lief that she found to be the problem however, it was that words made to target Stella that made the blood of the Occultist boil. A jaw clenched, edges of her noise wrinkling as the glare persisted.

"Then take note, Lucilius...If two seperate leaders have reached the same conclusion, then maybe they aren't the wrong ones here. You're being as loud and intrusive as some of the others Lief brought with him, so shut up let them speak.

In private.
As they should have.
From the start..."

Squinting towards Lief and Stella, Alice would come to a quiet as she kept herself calm; knowing better than to inject herself into the situation.

Smarter people than herself were in control.
(Alice)


Khaine says, "Hol' up."

Khaine says, "Gotta' get this shi' stitched up."

Inoa says, "Ok."

Bune says, "Tizoc."

Tizoc asks, "Yes?"

Bune says, "Come tell me what's going on."

Inoa says, "Sup big guy."

Tizoc says, "Mmmm..."

Bune says, "Greetings little fish."

Inoa asks, "Do y'demons like t'relax n' shit?"

Bune says, "No."

Inoa says, "Ok."

Murmux says, "-Define- relaxation."

Tizoc says, "I don't particularly know. I think they are just avoiding shedding blood now when it will just occur later."

Inoa says, "We're about t'go catch a predator with Chris Hanson and NBC news."

Inoa says, "We're about t'go hunt some thieves down."

Inoa says, "If you wanna join. It'll be fun."
Lief would honestly ignore the kid with the spear. At first, it seemed like he actually meant some sort of threat towards the Vanirhallan and such. But now? It was starting to get sad. One can only be so melancholic and pathetic with their words, and the Jarl simply sighed as he looked to Stella.

"Guess we both have our annoying citizens to deal with, don't we?"

The man gave a quick slap on Cassio's neck. Not to hurt, but to call him out. Again with his gaze to Stella, he gave a shrug to the woman and a short nod to her.

"I am pretty sure that this whole mess would be settled in a much... Better route, if the kid with a spear were to be quiet, so I apologize for letting my blood boil for the moment. Vanirhallan stuff, we just can't help but to love war, battle, stuff like that."

Then placing his spear on his back once again, he continued.

"I will come back with Cassio on some other day, so we can actually settle this without the need of a flame exorcist shaking his spear around and trying to turn this into an idiotic fight because of a missunderstand. Sounds good?"
(Lief Toran)


Khaine says, "WAIT"

Khaine says, "I've a SAY AS WEL."
Cassio slowly shakes his head, softly giggling at Lucilius's childish outburst, a tired sigh escapes from his half-open lips, apparently, he's calm.

"Despite my threats, I came here to solve it peacefully. You're the guy who's disturbing and annoying everyone, I'd appreciate if you were silent."

He crosses his arms, anxiously waiting for what Lief will tell them, hoping he doesn't do anything foolish enough to risk their lives, but it'd be good for Cassio anyway. He's doing it for Him.

"When we came here, you were calm enough to joke about the situation. Now you noticed your people arrived, now you're different and being hostile."

He grabs his spear which is ironically similar. "You're a shame. I doubt you'd be acting aggressively ifyou were alone." The man nods at Lief... "Yes. It'll be better."
(Cassio)

The little wolf accepted the small bag of coins and, with them, the pre-prepared kit for attaching a prosthetic. She ignored the commotion to the north. It was none of her concern really. Right now all of her focus was instead settled upon the black haired Ookami.

She reached up, tugging free any bandages or clothes or any sort of coverings on the wound. The arm was still intact, however the wound was terrible regardless. A hole had been left in the boy's arm. Even bone had been cut into, cracked in half. How it hadn't fallen off by now was anyone's guess.

With a slow nod she reached into a leather pouch on her side, withdrawing a vial of purified water and a small wooden dish filled with a green paste. The wound was carefully cleaned out, paste applied with her fingers delicately. It would assist with growth. Numb nerves to reduce pain. Also it'd keep the wound clean, at the very least during the installation process.

Awaoo opened up the kit and searched through the contents. Mythril wiring, screws, and a plate for securing bone were picked out. With a yip gravity condensed around Khaine, an effort to hold him securely in place. She worked on mending the bone so that it'd naturally grow back in a proper position.

Some muscle was missing completely. These spots were filled in by artificial muscle, carefully applied to bone and surrounding meat through the use of stiches. The mixture of mythril and orchilacum would allow mana to pass through just as though it were normal flesh, all whilst being flexible enough for normal movement.

Once all the difficult parts were fixed up she worked on finally stitching closed the wounds. The thread could be removed later once the cut was healed. A mythril-orchilacum mesh was added to assist with flesh growth. Eventually it'd get covered up too!
(Awaoo)

Nereus takes a draw of his soothereed joint and blows purple smoke out of his nose. He holds up both of his hands and traces a heart in the middle of the smoke cloud. He then blows it in the direction of Lucilius.
(Nereus)


Inoa says, "Man, why th'fuck are y'pissin' off someone who's already pissed off even more kid."
"For EIDOLOOOON!" With a swipe of the young one's staff, flames and thunder spewed out. He hoped that would be the result, yet the words of Stella stifled any resistance to be provided. A disappointed expression was hinted by the slow lowering of the staff and Thalamus once more idly sat by the bench. The ignition of his Gehennian blood did not occur and his vessels no longer pulsated alike earthworms on his forehead. Tension disappeared completely with the last words of Stella.

"An academical solution is still positive." He figured their leader wanted to see opportunities for gain and using their numbers as a convincing argument in their future discussion.

With a shake of his head, a stoic expression was exchanged for his former ferocious one and eyelids snapped shut at the very same moment. Mana rushed through his circuits and cultivation of mind and soul proceeded once more. There was no time to waste on the improving of oneself.
(Thalamus)


Inoa says, "Blow ya' moke elsewhere or some shit."

Inoa says, "Fuck."
Khaine whispers something.


Nereus says, "I'm trying to calm him down with kindless, affection and some medicinal herbs."
Awaoo has created a Mythril Limb Prosthetic for Khaine!

There was a tune of displeasure to seeing such resolution, from a Demon that is.

If Cassio was bold enough to make claims to take Stella's heads, it was an issue that was to be resolved with violence immediately- especially considering the fact that he had actually raised his hand against those that lived around this town.

"Vanirhallan- Jarl."

"You are- being- a hypocrite. When one of yours- disrespected me- you threatened- to intervene in a fight immediately- once I voiced- that I would kill him."

"But one of yours- has raised their hand- against one of ours. And... made bold- claims- that they would destroy- this very place."

Despite the fact that situation may have looked as if it were calming down, Murmux did not share same sentiments- the putrid acid was swirling it, and the swarm of insects was buzzing.

"Eye- for an eye..."

"Tooth- for tooth..."
(Murmux)

Awaoo reached up, wiping away sweat from her brow. She cleaned her hands with another vial of purified water, setting the emptied glass away into one of her pouches. All fixed up! Now she could go back to chilling with Tizoc.
(Awaoo)


Lief Toran says, "It was settled by a honor duel, Murmux. Yours as well."

Murmux says, "This man- threatens settlement- I have plans with- future with- allies with."

Murmux says, "If that's- the case- if that's- what you want--"

Murmux says, "I will duel- this man."
Inoa exhales smoke, shaking his head. This doesn't look good.
(Inoa)

The nagual took a slow drag from his cigarette, he wasn't exactly sure who to walk forward and delimb which made him just stand still motionlessly.
(Tizoc)

Awaoo whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.

Awaoo whispers something.

Awaoo whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.

Awaoo whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.

Bune whispers something.

Awaoo whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.

Tizoc whispers something.

Awaoo whispers something.

Bune whispers something.

Bune whispers something.

"...that we do, and it's a shame that it's come to this- but I cannot tolerate the Belialite any longer." She inhales sharp. "It's a shame, as I rather like you Lief, but if your words ring true- then there is no need for me to apologize."

"Lucilius, survival is what is important to me. I lead, because my actions tend to keep the hyper aggressive folk alive- a bit longer. But- I've tried. I've tried to be reasonable. I've tried to settle this with honor. I've tried to disregard prior claims that my head would be taken, all so I could handle this in a reasonable manner.

Yes, I continue to deal with unreasonable situations."

Slinging her guitar across her shoulder, her fingers strum across the strings- blaring the sounds of sirens.

"I grow tired of the screeching. I grow tired of the nonsense-" To Murmux, her gaze shifts, to Lucilius, to the others, to Lief.

"Eidolon." The sounds of sirens blaring continue to screech from her instrument, manipulating the vibrations in the air with her magic.

"I lead to allow you to make your own decisions. To grow, to prosper, to work towards your own goals, without another needing to hold your hand. To let your creativity thrive, to make decisions- and be responsible for them."

Using the noise to hide her discomfort, she continues.

"...and this Cassio disrespects my nation for the last time."


(Stella)

Awaoo frowned, going quiet. Ears fell back into her hair.

She thought she was doing okay.
(Awaoo)

"Die."

His words followed only as Stella had grown tired of those that had continually acted to disrespect them. Raising his spear upwards a sudden explosion of flames beginning to flourish behind his body. Grinning all the very same from ear to ear as those flames continued to rise finally it seemed those sounds would begin to be overpowered by his own strength in fire.

"You have even gone so far as to bring about agitation to Stella. You have acted and made yourselves out to be fools, thinking those I care for... Those I have come to protect would dare to turn against me." Words still raising slowly but surely above the gentle murmur of his usual soft and silent voice. Holy energy pulsating outwards with each and every word practically begging to be put to use.

"Foolish. Begone, all of you. Begone, as my flames controlled by Stella alone have willed such."

Death could be their only calling card.
(Lucilius)


Nereus says, "My asshole is itchy."
The nagual smiles with a still lit cigarette degenerately tucked in his lips and simply places a hand on the hilt of his "Nyeshk Weapon".

Tizoc would more or less leap onto whoever was free.
(Tizoc)

As soon as he gets himself patched up he propels himself forward and makes his way towards Lief, eventually positioning himself right infront of him; mystical energies, meanwhile, could occasionally be perceived dripping off Khaine's form.

He exercised his neck ever so slightly, making a slight cracking sound with his bone-joints in the process as his gaze glided over Lief's visage.

"Yer' stupid-ass tried ta' get me killed awhile back, unforgivable." - he spoke nonchalantly, his dominant arm visibly resting upon his katana's hilt meanwhile.


"Ya lil' sluts better skedaddle before we kick yer' arses ta' a bloody pulp." - he added ontop of his previous sentence whilst pushing the mounting guard of his katana, using his thumb. Essentially, by doing so, he partially reveals his glittering, azure-colored blade. And with that, he made it pretty clear that he did not come in peace.

And then, Stella spoke, a brief moment of silence follows soon afterwards.

------
The previously mentioned energies flared up and engulfed Khaine's body as a whole, leaving only a few openings in his defense that can be exploited.

And then---

SWOOOSH

In a flash, the blade is fully drawn as Khaine lunges himself towards Lief, going straight for the Jarl's throat. With the intent to maim - perhaps, even with the intent to kill.

"GAHAHAHAHA! DIE MOTHERFUCKERS!" - he bursted into mad laughter as he engaged in combat.

(Khaine)

A soft sigh was all that could be had, an undeniable order. A bit of sadness flashing in her eyes - the girl looking past Lucilius and past Stella, off towards Lief; a frown tracing her pale face as the hand reached back.

Grasping a scythe far too large for her own body.

"Sorry."

A mumble lost in the sudden howling of occult winds and energies - the girl flaring to life with the black masses of aura, the time for talking unfortunately over. It seemed the loud mouths that Lief had brought with him escalated a situation, with some clear help from Lucilius, and now? They were going to have to pay a hefty price.

With bangs blown out of her eyes and aura blazing, the scythe was shouldered as she stepped into the range - standing behind Lucilius, feeling the energies thrive. Washing away any regret, fears, concerns and sadness - Alice just aiming to fight alongside Stella.

To be of any use.
(Alice)


Katia says, "...Huh."
The demon, seeing that Gaiar was empty, naturally made way for Eidolon. There were certain inquiries that desperately need to be made. Traveling upon a smog of dark magic, it passed over the plains and fields until a strange pinging sounded at the back of its mind.

Magic. Great amounts of magic and turmoil, many minds crying out in rage and anguish.

Swiftly it arrived, yet certain to remain at the outskirts. This battle was doing to happen whether it wished for it to happen or not, and without any knowledge on why it was, Lugonqi chose to safely stay away with a scrutinizing gaze examining the fighters.
(Lugonqi)

Lugonqi whispers something.

"Dumb fucking Vassals. You're both under Gaiar and your problems will be dealt with Lord Visionary and the others, not useless fucking bloodshed."

Bune's shell would crack open and release a miasma of smoke and would drip Magma.

"Tizoc detain anyone who fights, Lugonqi help me with this."
(Bune)


Inoa says, "Finally, some common fuckin' sense."

Inoa says, "Good shit big guy."
A slit opened up in one of Thalamus eyes, revealing an olive iris which carefully monitored the situation. As Stella spoke the words 'for the last time' a fire was ignited within the belly of the youthful warrior. He grappled himself away from the bench and made sure the ties to his armor were fastened correctly. A wooden stuff was hauled over his shoulder and then grabbed properly with two hands.

"I stand with Eiolon!" Not a lot of words were required to express his stance, rather actions displayed truly where his loyalty lay. Hesitation was not a feature of the youthful warrior, only determination.

With a roar, he pumped himself up to stand next to his fellow comrades. Magic coursed through his veins and embers soon accumulated into a burst of flames. He stood by the side of Lucilius, not only body ignited in fire but also heart and soul.
(Thalamus)


Lugonqi says, "Very well."

Inoa says, "I'll help too, fuck yeah."
That was not something that the Demon would miss out against.

The winds surrounded the Demon, and putrid acid began spilling out of its jaw and mouth at incredible velocity- it was time for fighting, and the insectoid's body was sent into overdrive with poison production.

Swarming with the large insects all around it, the Demon was quick to engage in the fight as well, immediately covering the whole area in the mist of suffocating venom.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhh--"

"Perish."

There was no particular regard from Murmux to its kin. It had its own goals, its own plans, and its own future.

Being nothing but a Vassal was not part of that.
(Murmux)


Bune says, "Askaheim has tried to stop this fight, the white haired asshole continued it. Pay special attention to the members of this town."
Placing his sword into the ground he would close his eye's to summon his own abilities. Within an instant, his skin would grow darker and soon cracks of holy light would shine from him. His eyes would open emitting holy flames that spun wildly.

The metallic click of his gauntlet's made a sound everyone could hear as he rest his hands on the hilt of his blade.

Faintly the transparent aura of holy flame would ignite upon his feet. Giving a nod of his head to luc. before looking back at the group before him. Biting his blackened lower lip he would shake his head and stop. The eye's of confidence and determination would be seen in his eye's and heard in his voice.


" I Stand with Eidolon's and my friends that helped make it. I stand.. till i fall and that is my oath. "

(Arciel)

Flap, flap... And the wind beneath of her wings carries her that much higher into the air as a certainly... confused? Nervous even.

"Woaaahh!"

Even then, she'd stand behind Stella. No matter what the situation called for. After all... This was the place that had accepted herself and the likes of Saenis in when they needed a place the most. Fingers grabbed a hold of her spear, and she would continue to float high in the air, poised and ready.
(Katia)

The Sirenian is just smoking his joint casually while everybody around is flipping their shit. He scratches behind him, trying to get rid of the itch in his buttcrack.

He didn't seem to be very interested in going ahead and fighting these blood lusty argonians but if he had to he was going to put out this joint on somebodies eye.
(Nereus)


Lief Toran exclaims, "I TRIED TO MAKE THIS SHIT STOP!"

Bune says, "Tizoc, send Awaoo to Gaiar."

Tizoc says, "Ehh...."
The guardian ritual in this area has expired!

You have left a Guardian Ritual: 15% flee roll penalty removed!

Well, this is exactly what he was waiting for. Shit was hitting the fan, and the ookami was quick to leap from the bench and into the fray, winds picking up about him to knock away whomever, and whatever neared his presence.

While violence hadn't been his forte, this place which was now considered to be his home needed defending. His eyes flicker towards the closest opponent possible, and his claws were ready to strike.

Not a single word would be uttered from here on, instead he'd let his instincts do the 'talking' from here on.
(Saenis)

Setzer removes his mask before taking his staff from his back. He began to grow a crackling storm aura in the process, prepared to take any battle thrown at him.
(Setzer Azahara)

And with but a single few sentences from the wise stone, which had clearly gathered much, even wiser moss, the ram headed prince turned a flaming gaze. With allies at its side, those of Gaiar certainly could make a difference. Lugonqi rose its slender hands together, beginning to rub them together.

Thick, putrid miasma was collecting within its palms, chaotic mana generating as the demon summoned it forth from deep within its cortex. A great orb was collecting now, surrounding its hands before finally the demon swung its arms out.

A mist of enthralling magic billowed over the crowd, telepathic energy that sought to control the weak minded and subtly manipulate any who couldn't resist the strangely enticing energy. Regardless of whether it was successful, it was a conduit to amplify the ram's telepathy.

"Stand down, fools. You bicker amongst one another while our enemy in the east grows stronger by the day. Lay down your arms now, lest you so terribly disrespect your lords, the Archons, and the great empire that unites us. Should blood be shed here today, each drop will be fuel for the Jianghese war machine which seeks to crush us," the Kaor roared across the town, its enhanced telepathy shouting in the minds of all like a foghorn. Whether they went along with its wishes, the demon's call could not be ignored.
(Lugonqi)


Katia says, "The only Lady-lord I know is Stella."

Adrioghana says, "So are you saying."

Adrioghana asks, "You don't obey Aetherius?"

Lief Toran exclaims, "I AM TRYING TO SOLVE THIS SHIT WITH WORDS FOR ONCE, BUT NOOOO!!"

Alice says, "Yes welcome to hell."
Lugonqi glared at the drakan. "Your lady bows to -Aetherius," it spat before sliding its attention to the influential teen. "Girl, force your men to stand down. I am arrived."
(Lugonqi)

Lief isn't even holding his spear. He is legit waiting for this shit to stop.
(Lief Toran)

Katia is legit waiting for whatever Stella does!!
(Katia)

Alice is waiting for Stella as well, sighing..Patiently.
(Alice)

Saenis is waiting as well. Stupidly.
(Saenis)

Amoxtli Lelhua whispers something.

Fool whispers something.

With a groan Awaoo rushed in, preparing to lend assistance to Tizoc's side. Not that she wanted to but. . .well. What kind of partner would she be if she didn't help him?
(Awaoo)

Zoldak whispers something.

Zoldak whispers something.


Lin Xiaohui says, "Wow, this is quite th'number of people..."

Lin Xiaohui asks, "Th'fuck is goin' on?"

Bune says, "Our vassals are retarded."
Amoxtli Lelhua whispers something.


Lief Toran says, "NOT ME, I CAME HERE TO FUCKING TALK."

Nereus says, "Yeah, I also have no interest in fighting."

Zoldak says, "What the hell is even happening here."

Setzer Azahara says, "So this is how things are on this side."

Bune says, "Eidolon is attacking Askaheim."

Nereus says, "I'm just trying to smoke but if they wanna fight, somebody can hold my joint."

Zoldak says, "That is."

Lin Xiaohui exclaims, "Wot? Fuckin' Why?!"

Zoldak says, "Really, really fucking dumb on their part."

Lin Xiaohui exclaims, "Why th'fuck are we FIGHTIN' WHEN WE'RE ON TH'SAME SIDE?!"

Bune says, "If you want to be useful go get Ishmael or Visionary."
Neytiri bought Poppylus (x3) for 225c from Bella!


Bune says, "Dantalion too if you see him."

Zoldak says, "Yeah, alright. Imma do that."

Zoldak asks, "Lin. Fool. You can cover any deficiencies here, yes?"
Tanya whispers something.

Among the frey, the Demon had the fortunate luck to come upon Adrioghana, the Accursed that was threatening Eidolon's existence - assuming the rumours and whispers are true, of course.

But even if not, there was one personal thing to get back at her for - the defeat that Murmux has suffered in the past. Now that its strength has grown palpably, there was yet another chance to take on Accursed and show how far the Demon has come.

A natural rivalry to be expected on this side of the continent, considering what sort of rules are employed.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhh--"

"You!"

It wasn't too long until the Demon simply attacked, its claws trying to find their way to Adrio's flesh; no hesitation, no second thought.

Just brutal nature of a Demon.
(Murmux)

The fight would start again, how annoying, she just wanted to solve it.. peacefully? Maybe... to be honest, the outcome wasn't really necessary, but well if a fight as come she would definitely do it...

The clusterfuck would start, clashing again with a Kaor that she fought a long time ago, the woman was curious, the occult pumping around her, the chitin bleeding, the occult consuming...

"That was supposed to be a peaceful talk, but indeed... this is more entertaining don't you think? Still, hope you have grown..."

As the claws of demon would come, the occult clashed with them, trying to pull it away...
(Adrioghana)

Commotion within the small town of Eidolon, as fighting chaotically occurs. What triggered it is left unknown but the forces of Askaheim are bloodied and forced back as the guards of the settlement begin to force back to remainder of the mages, and those from the outside forces downed and captured, are not capable of being rescued.

(This is a settlement, and not a raid. Forces of 6+ are not allowed to appear. This place has been put on cooldown; Mages affiliated with Askaheim are not allowed to rp here for an hour, then a group of 5 or less people can approach. Due to this being a settlement not under raid, interventions are not being allowed due to the higher then allowed Askaheim member count, and the large amount of Eidolon pcs in the area)

Setzer Azahara bought Acorn for 5c from Bella!

-- Begone.

In his mind that simple desire above all others being demanded continued to roar outwards. Spilling outwards in every direction flames worked to burn away what Magi had found themselves upon their land. Those who had come to stand by these children working to push back who had not yet fallen, push back those figures that had continued to fight against them despite everything.

"Begone! Begone! Begone! Begone! Begone!" His voice continually ringing outwards raised only above a murmur now. Hardly audible above the assault of flames and blades though still he worked to make his cry heard. Hands, raising upwards pressing over his earmuffs as the head of this man still cling between his fingers. Silence, all he had demanded was silence and still they made noise.

"They're all so loud... They're all so... Noisy. Get them out of here, Leave this place!"

Never, they could never return for on this day? Eidolon had claimed a victory for themselves.
(Lucilius)

Khaine whispers something.

Khaine whispers something.

Khaine drops To Logonqi.

Lugonqi picks up To Logonqi.


Khaine says, "Jus' read it, I don't know ta' fuck that's about."

Lugonqi says, "Lovely. That explains it."

Khaine says, "But it's for ya'."
Arciel drops Anti-Magic Remote.

Crispy little birdy wings. That's what was apparent from Katia as she whizzed her way back into the light of the area. Her fingers wrenched and gripped against the spear in her hands as tears pricked at her eyes. Katia was going to be faithful to her settlement, and that's why.... That's why she fought against the people that had come here.

Halting in front of Saenis, there's a moment before she soon darts a hand outwards, and his scruff is grabbed.

"I feel like my goose is cooked!"
(Katia)

Alice drops Soothing Reed x1.

Alice picks up Anti-Magic Remote.

The Demon was quick to return from its battle- victorious, with its jaws and claws bloodied, it stared upon the remainder of magi, whether its the ones that were forced back or the ones that decided to feast their eyes upon this spectacle.

More than likely, to impose their laws.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhh--"

"Listen up- whoever- dares- or cares- to listen."

With a pause, the insectoid Demon continued to speak, addressing the people as a whole; perhaps it made for a poor orator, but it spoke direct facts, that much could be seen.

"Cassio- the man- from Askaheim- came here on his own- to seek death- and destruction- of us- and our plans."

"He- shall pay- has paid- for it."

"Just because- Lief has attempted to make up for it- and apologize- does not mean- that we shall accept it."

Yet another pause was made, with an audible hiss. After it, the Demon spoke once more.

"You all- have forgotten the rules- of how this world truly works."

"Eye- for an eye. Tooth- for tooth. If you expect us- to simply accept any apology- a wayward sheep does-"

"Then you're wrong."

"Now- leave- Askaheim. Come- later- if you dare. With- Cassio dead- he's no longer an issue."

"But bring sword- and die- by sword."
(Murmux)