Thom - Red queen part 2

[08:00:38] Maps, letters, speculations. Tucking various things into their jacket the red haired man makes haste through Loranthis once more. walking through the rocky paved streets golden glowing eyes look ever forwards. A cackling, a humming can be heard in the air around the man, and also around a blue primape like creature that rests upon their shoulders.

It takes a few minutes to once again arrive at the tower at the village's northern center portion. But they do arrive eventually and the eyes glance towards the farmilar form of a red haired man.. And a woman? Assumptions must be ventured.

"Greetings. I take it you are the Red Queen?"
(Thom M. Takashi)
[08:07:28] So many had arrived in Loranthis not too long after the Vampire proclaimed herself as Queen; The Kaors had scattered yet again, unable to muster up any courage to even as much as kneel before the Vampire. Instead, they fled. But alas, that was, to some degree, a good thing. It only went to show just how absolutely terrifying Conquest could be.

Lifeless as always, the Vampire stood 'tall' within the city of her own; adorning a Mask that was essentially a piece of Dumuzid's Kaor Blade, wielding a blade whose existence was for the sole purpose of Vampires to feast upon others. Even her hat, yes her French Beret, was depraved.

And yet another being had the courage to approach this figure, however this one was quite different- With a single glance over his being with her sanguine gaze, it was easy to tell that the man at hand was no ordinary human- He even had business with her whilst knowing of her title, certainly he must have had his reasons for venturing this far.

"Indeed, I am Conquest; Red Queen of Loranthis." The voice escaping the mask was quite contradicting to what one could feel surrounding this monster; a gentle, feminine touch ever so slightly pitched, "And who may you be?"
(Conquest)
[08:14:17] Blink blink. the gentle feminine voice seemed to catch the red haired man off guard, but at this point he really should have expected it. Almost everyone Thom met who was depraved was either very pretty boys, or very pretty girls it seemed, with the exception of one. Surely underneath the mask the queen fit into the latter catagory.

"This is good. A pleasure to meet you, Conquest. My name is Thom. I have visisted before when you made your declaration, though was unable to find you. There was a man here who I hope was able to deliver my message however.

I do not come to challenge your claim. I have no desire to rule Loranthis. I come merely to bolster my own knowlege. Within this tower surely laid the study of Gorandis who served under the Imperfect. I desire his information, his notes. And I would prefer to make a trade rather then go through your things in your absence.

So I would like to ask you, if you would be willing to anwser; What is it you desire Conquest?"
(Thom M. Takashi)
[08:24:32] During her younger years the Vampire had indeed adorned beauty; through the lust of men, it became easy to attain the blood she sought in order to grow. In order to survive. In her later years? Now that she adorned the strength required to make nearly anyone kneel? Not so much- Beauty had lost its appeal and whilst she was still but a young woman, her hair was no longer smooth nor silky. She was plain in appearance.

"Ahh..." The gaze would slither over to Lorsha's direction, wherever that may have been depending on his presence or not, before returning to the Takashi male, "Yes. I was told about your inquiry for the notes of the late Harbinger and Sin of Wrath, Gorandis." The Vampire sure seemed to have a thing for titles though.

A little chucke would escape through the Mask however at the sound of his words. What she desired? There was no one more honourless than her. No one who has less pride than her. There was only one thing she sought for herself and those who followed her- And she would do anything to attain it.

"Survival, young Thom. That is all I desire; surviving in this cruel, cold world." Head would tilt, the sanguine gaze squinting down upon his figure, "Yet there always seem to be people who has the desire to slay me and those who follow me."

"If it is an exchange you are looking for, Thom, then the only thing you have to offer which I want is your fighting power against the cowardly dog, Ehren Kien."
(Conquest)
[08:32:12] "..."

The glowing golden hues of the red haired man settled upon conquest and the exchange they offered. It was not a look of anger, but one of calmness.. One of thinking. A slight blink as the Takashi thought about it and weighed the importance of the information here that he seeked to that of his own fighting power..

"Survival is a good aim. And I have been priorly informed off this situation with Ehren Kien.. These things I have no qualm with. But.. If you wish for me to partake in a battle against Ehren Kien then I desire one of two things.

I either want equiptment worthy of such an assult.. Something that can boost my own prowess further then it is already. Fighitng against someone like Ehren will not be easy after all.

Or I desire a spar against you. If you are stronger then I then that would also be reason for me to partake in such an exchange and infromation will have to suffice for me.

Do either of these terms interest you?"
(Thom M. Takashi)
[08:39:02] Perhaps it was hard to see, but beneath the mask a smile was quick to curve the lips of the Vampire Queen; a man who so boldly challenged her. A man who dared to question her power, asking to witness it before joining her in arms.

A man who had the courage to want to see what he would fight for rather than blindly following an arrangement. The world needed more people like him; they were what kept the world entertaining.

Could she best someone with this much confidence? Well, it wasn't like she lacked confidence herself- She was powerful, that much had been confirmed throughout the years of her life.

A little chuckle would manage to sneak its way past her otherwise attempt at upholding a serious demeanour, "A 'spar' it is then, young Thom."

With a hand quick to rest on her blade, the Vampire's head would only tilt once more, "I cannot refuse such wonderful terms... After all, I am a Queen."
(Conquest)
[08:39:02] Often did he find himself staring into the heart of the ruined city with a dulled expression. If he could yawn, if he could sleep, then he most certainly would spend many of his days slumbering. Now, the closest he could get to sleep, is lying next to the warmth of his wife. Something he refrained from doing often, as the temptation to sink his fangs into her...

Made things complicated.

"Ehren..."

Speaking of his wife...

The mention of her so-called alpha forces the depraved beast to snarl. Up until now, his bloodlust had been brought about due to the overwhelming urge to drink. Depravity that he can't conceal, it begins to cling to his flesh like cloth, wrapping himself in a thick layer of the accursed mana- obvious signs that the curse of Cain is settling in quite well.

"Ehren...." Jealousy, bitterness, rage, an amalgamation of negative emotions began to stir within the chest of the undead. Lorsha opens his maw wide, forcing elongated teeth to creep from his maw. An expression of sheer malice begins to possess his features, with no intent of letting go.

"Kill." Up until now, each and every bit of blood that stained his hands came with an overwhelming ocean of regret. Dark clouds of remorse constantly flooded his every changing psyche. Up until now, he'd never truly wanted another soul to enter the stars. But- he'd held a bitterness against that man for years, refraining from acting if only due to the wishes of his wife. Now, he'd become far too weak, far too quickly to stand a chance against the mortal...

...and this only serves to increase his wrath by tenfold...

"Kill."

Again, the word is repeated, only for the enraged beast to slam his hand into the wall that rests just beneath his back. While the stone begins to crumble on impact, his now injured hand would trickle with a thick red crimson...
(Lorsha)
[08:43:18] "Wonderful." A grin streached across the red haired man's face, though their hand had yet to move for their glaive. However, red sparks of lighting errupted to and fro around his form, signs of exictment building up. A love for fights of their own seemed to exist within Thom.

"I would like to ask beforehand if you wish for the battle to take place right here or if there is a better place for it. I am willing to spar either way." The golden eyes seemed to grow even brighter then they were before as the eletrical humming hung in the air.
(Thom M. Takashi)
[08:56:06] "Here will do just fine."

Thom may have been fast- The Queen had no way of knowing, however even then. Even if he possessed unnaturally fast reflexes and the like, it would still fall short of that of Conquest; within a blink of an eye, she would vanish only to appear out in the streets- Whoever was near would have noticed her presence, for it was oozing with depravity that threatened to destroy the natural path of life itself simply by existing.

Such was the Curse of Cain she adorned, a thirst for violence and a hunger for blood- The born murderer, there was no way she could refuse a fight she was confident she would win. Perhaps she would be taught just how strong others could be, however she refused to believe in such a possibility until she had witnessed it herself.

Would Thom be joy or disappointment? She was prepared to flip the coin and risk the respect she held as undefeated.

"You are confident, no doubt you have the power to back it up; however even then, I must warn you. I sometimes lose myself amidst battle and perhaps utter things that were not the brightest idea to say out loud and do things that some may consider... Distasteful."

The Mammon's Nail was drawn, its mythril bars infused with vampiric blood almost shimmering with sheer power.

"But I am sure you can handle it no, young Thom?"
(Conquest)
[09:01:13] "Wonderful."

The red haired man stated quickly, watching the Red Queen teleport. And then much like her, Thom would as well. The red lighting cackled, taking him to a spot a little away from Conquest as he turned to face her, a grin wide on his face.

"I believe that you are confident as well. It is a wonderous thing, two members of a spar confident in their abilities. Reguardless of outcome I believe this battle will be most fun." The red haired man would be quick to state, as an eletrical humming set into the air. Eyes closed and for a few moments he did no movement. But then the cackling increased further was a monster of blue energy began to arise.

The golden eyes opened as the creature floated in the air above the man. "Indra's strength is my own."

"Do not feel as if you have to contain yourself or your words for me lady Conquest. Distasteful or not please enjoy this battle as much as I will." The man said, his hand going to his glaive, pulling it out and pointing it forwards.

"Lets indulge."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[09:02:56] {combat} Conquest has been defeated by Thom M. Takashi! They're unable to continue fighting.
[09:07:12] Oh, she could turn to mist. Or more of a blood mist really.

That suprised Thom a little bit but the red haired man would be quick to adjust. The first round he seemed as if he were just getting a feel for the battle after all. Indra empowered the red haired man's lighting and flames as the rolled off the ground. They almost devoured the pavement with their heat but it felt almost not enough.

The red queen was strong. Her blade was painful, this was something that Thom became keenfully aware of rather quickly as he was hit by them. Yet he seemed to be grinning throughout the spar, feeling the blade collide with his armor and occasionally even sticking his hand int the way of it, allowing his crimson blood to flow.

The fact that the queen was able to avoid all his arrows of flame was troublesome.. But he would handle it. And indeed, before long the final attack would be struck for the first round, an eletrical fist to the queen's abdomen that would send her flying as he teleported back to the starting spot.

"You do seem quite strong, Conquest. This is proving to be quite enjoyable."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[09:10:36] Regeneration was the forte of the Vampire Queen; a mere punch, no matter how charged, would prove little than to set her out for but a second or two. It was, however, the sheer fact that he managed to hit it that annoyed her.

He was stronger than anticipated. She would require a different strategy to win; this was not a dragon, she could not simply charge in and expect to win with brute force. His magic was annoyingly too powerful for that.

"Not bad, not bad..." Coughing up blood seemed to be the gesture she returned to him, little droplets escaping and dripping down from beneath the mask, "Now I really want you to fight with me, suppose I can't convince you otherwise?"

Though, of course, the woman was honourless- She finished speaking and within an instant, she would move in to strike yet again, caring little for his response as of yet. Her fighting style was, after all, rather distasteful.

But both Fire and Lighting? An annoying combo to be sure.
(Conquest)
[09:12:19] {combat} Conquest has been defeated by Thom M. Takashi! They're unable to continue fighting.

Notice: Here we had a redo due to lag. Conquest won the redo so we had another round.

[09:13:10] redo
(Conquest)
[09:13:10] redo
(Thom M. Takashi)
[09:15:44] What?

To see the Queen lose in combat almost felt surreal. With a shake of the hand, his bloodied fist would relieve itself of any spare crimson, splattering the ground with a thick layer of blood. Mere mention of Ehren may have been enough to insight some form of rage, but now? He merely gazes at the duo with an expression of confusion. Had she been holding back, testing him, or was this sincere?

Did this stranger truly contain that much strength...

Perhaps, having him as an ally would prove to be more beneficial than previously assumed.

For now, however, the six-foot six gargantuan vampire would rise from his usual resting place....only to lean against one of the many statues of Dumuzid that littered the city. Sanguine eyes would now watch intently, surveying the battle. Despite his heightened senses, approaching him without his awareness would be a rather easy task...

Though, it can be assumed...that Lorsha isn't one that should be snuck up on.
(Lorsha)
[09:23:24] Strong. Strong. Strong.

He was annoyingly strong. Annoyingly powerful. He forced her to go all out, he forced her to resort to tactics that could be and should be considered cowardly- Blinding the man with illusions, she retreated in honest fear of his magical prowess. A first for her surely, but it was not something that truly took her by surprise. Gorandis had adorned similar magic and done the same to her without even attacking; that was how much of a terrifying man the Sin of Wrath had been.

"You truly are... Strong. So strong that you resemble Gorandis terrifyingly much!" Eyes would slither down the body of Thom who would quickly find himself pushed back by the sheer force of the sword the Vampire Queen held.

"Why do you wish for his notes that badly? You should not be doing these arrangements with such power; you should be helping! Join me, young Thom! Become a Harbinger of Ragnarok; surely you must have someone you seek vengeance on? Surely there is a reason for you to act beyond simple knowledge."

A laugh, "Explain it to me!"
(Conquest)
[09:26:49] A long and sinewy figure broke through the clouds covering Loranthis. . .the white tower was always an interesting place even in its state of ruin. It would perhaps make the perfect lair for the wyrm? It's search for an abode was never ending. For that particular place would house its treasure. . and would be the start of its growth in power.

Yet the wyrmling had met resistance in dragon peak for not being a worshipper of Ryujin. Though its presence was 'tolerated' at best the other wyrms and drakes made sure that it continously felt pressure. The Elders of course would not move against the younger generation. . .

As its body descended unto the white tower it took some small note of the battle between Conquest and Thom. The after math of their magicks had done little to add to the 'beauty' of the place. Yet its' eyes focused rather quickly on a lone figure. . .resting against a statue. It paused somewhat unsure, as long talons dug into the battlements.

"Elder??" it queried curiously. Though for most if not all present they would merely hear a low hiss ridding on the winds.
(Saal)
[09:27:40] A chuckle from Thom as he hauled himself to his feet. Indra glanced over the boy, his wounds soon closed as a result of eletrical zaps. Despite the pain a wide grin was held over his face. A bloodlust within hin grew, the desire for more fighting, more battle..

"I thank you for the complement. I heard that Gorandis was strong." The red haired man said, a crack of his neck amoung other things heard as he once more readied the glaive he weilded. "I wish for his notes to improve my power further then it is currently. With what is within your keep I feel as if I will assume a new level of power..

And then I will find Gorandis, and I will fight him. I wish to know who between the two of us will prove stronger." The red haired man stated simply. "Perhaps I will consider becoming a Harbinger. But what I want most of all right now is a fight. We shall talk after!"

With that the man once more seemed roaring for the spar and dived into it.
(Thom M. Takashi)
[09:30:14] {combat} Conquest has been defeated by Thom M. Takashi! They're unable to continue fighting.
[09:37:04] "Show me your power Conquest!"

A grin cascaded across the red haired man's lips as he dove forth once more. Fire and flames tore into the vampire, dragging her around and even when she teleported, this time Thom would use his own as well. The grass underneath the two would be blacked, and the cobblestone underneath looked to be greatly wrecked as well. And yet, Thom would not freeze, not stop.

He advanced. Through the cuts, through the blade lodged at him Thom fought with a terrifying power. And in the end, even running away would not hold him forever. Conquest would have been downed by an eletrical fist once more sending her sparwling against the gate to the white tower, and this time the red haired man pinned her down, the blunt end of his glaive pressed onto to black haired woman's breastplate.

"I believe that I win. Reguardless, this has been an entertaining fight. In any case, I believe this proves my power to you?

You have not beaten me.. So I would like to once more make the request for an item to bolster my power. This and the information seems like a fair trade to me in exchange for putting my life on the line in a war."

The glaive was lowered, though Thom took a step forwards. The golden glowing hues looked into Conquest's eyes from inches away. "Would you be willing to accept such a deal?"
(Thom M. Takashi)
[09:43:02] Again, the fight rages on, and just as he believed his Queen had gained the upper hand- again, this mere stranger proves to be the more dominate force. For a moment, he finds himself flabbergasted. Attempts to speak only look awkward, as he opens his mouth, only to shut it soon after. However, before he can even process what he'd begun to witness...an all too familiar figure approaches.

Turning, his sanguine gaze would fall upon the hissing dragon. No longer is it a pureblood that stands before the emerald beast. The hulking, depraved abomination that glares upon the dragon is none other than a vampire. "Is that- it can't be- here- why are you- Saal? Is that really...you?" Cautiously, Lorsha approaches, forcing his gaze to shift between the Queen and this dragon.

"I'm afraid communication is likely to be a problem." There was no point in wasting his, or the wyrm's time. No longer was he a dragon, no longer was he an 'elder'. Simply, an undead, and currently a mere husk of his former self.

"As you can quite clearly see, that...

I've died."

(Lorsha)
[09:53:16] The wyrmling paused for a moment as the fighting between Conquest and Thom escalated, lightning and fire flashed. Dark magics were cast and one of them; this time Conquest was sent hurtling away in defeat. His eyes flashed with curisosity briefly,

Then they focused on Lorsha --- the transmogrified elder. A look of forlorn flashed in the creatures eyes for a moment, after all his face was not human enough to warrant a degree of 'facial emotions'. He could very well understand Lorsha. . .Valmasian had not been too complicated to learn . . . yet to actually communicate?

At this moment and time it would be beyond the wyrmlings capabilities. Indeed it could sense that though they had the look of the elder. . .the aura was much different. One of necrotic origins, signyfing death . . . and yet he spoke and walked. A strange thing. . . . . .it had heard vaguely of necromancers and 'raising' the dead but they did not look like a skeleton.

The wyrmling remained on top of the castle for a moment, questions abscounding through its head. The world seemed to be constantly changing. . .
(Saal)
[09:55:50] To the victor goes the spoils- The Vampire Queen had lost; it would seem she was not as powerful as she had initially thought. Her strength had returned to her from the war against Nostvale, but even then it was not enough? Well, it mattered little- Thom was a man of honour, much to her luck, and as such, he returned to the deal at hand.

She had been send flying into the White Tower, however much to her luck, the man did not continue. It would seem she would have to accept her defeat for now. With time, she would surpass him, but alas she required that time.

Until then... She would require people like him by her side. If anything, the fight with Ehren would likely prove equally tough. She required strength like his by her side in the upcoming fight.

Blood would drip from her being, leaking out of every corner of her body until suddenly... It would cease.

Her regeneration was far beyond that of an ordinary Vampire; she had feasted solely for the sake of regaining her power and as such, her abilities within that specific field had been... Accelerated so to speak. At least in comparison to what it should have been for Vampires her age; An entire day was what it took her to regenerate her entire body from nothing but the head.

"To the victor... Goes the spoils." Forcing her way out, the Vampiress would jump up to land on the ground with both her feet intact. And of course, she did have the brains to at least wait for him to lower his glaive.- One might even notice some electricity still hanging about her being. One would think that after such a hit twice, she would go down properly, no?

However that was not the case. It would perhaps take several minutes, but once that period of time had passed, she would have returned to her full strength once more. Of course, her desire for blood was ever growing by the second.

It was time to take off the gloves- Quite literally. So she did.

"Very well then, young Thom- You are much more powerful than your demeanour lets on, I accept this defeat." Not that she had much of a choice, "And of course, since you won, I have no right to refuse your deal. That is, after all, the principle of Ragnarok."

Stepping forward, the gloves would be neatly placed on top of each other before thrown at him like they were trash; though they were quite obviously not. For a Fire and Lightning Magi such as himself, surely he could feel the power they held towards both elements.

"They ought to do the job; fend the dog Ehren and his so-called friends off with me and I shall give you the piece of information you seek. For now, enjoy the item that you so dearly wanted, you did, after all, earn it." As much as it pained her to say.

Eyes would slither over to her little Fledgling, the Queen quick to release a little chuckle at the sight- He had met another one of his old friends.

"Of course..." Words were spoken to Thom despite her attention seemingly having averted from his being, "The offer still stand to join- You waste your talent and strength on any other side than mine." A little glance back at his being, "I could even grant you eternity once your body starts to wear down- If you so desire."
(Conquest)
[10:05:13] The gloves wre caught, the red haired man's reflexes being quite good as he looked them over, examined them.. Them would slip them on over his fingers, a slight grin on his face. The feeling of the leatherwork was not something he was likely to forget any time soon. A step forwards, a step towards his plans had been taken today.

The golden hues glanced once more towards the Red queen, watching as she already began healing herself to full strength. It was an interesting thing to watch, though not exactly something that he knew the reason why for.. Then again, Thom never did study vampires in depth.

"You honor me, Conquest." The red haired man said with a grin on his face, flexing his fingers a couple of times. "And indeed. These will work. As for fending off Ehren, I would like a letter as to when he is going to attack.. There is still infromation I must seek all over the place."

A nod of Thom's head, though confirming he did plan to be here when things happened. "And I will think over the offer to join for the time being.. Tell me, what are the benefits then of your organization?" Thom inquired before tilting his head.

Words were stated in a whisper like voice, a slight attempt to tease the vampire with his ever cheery nature. "Drat should have had her bet a kiss too."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[10:05:13] Yes, no longer did he adorn scales of sanguine, nor horns or claws of ebony. All of his drakanite features had been replaced with those of a vampire. Though, truth be told, he hardly looked any different. His skin was smooth and pale to begin with...

"Despite this, I think you should stick around. Even before I met my untimely demise, I'd made the decision to leave that wishy-washy village." Of course, Saal would know exactly what village he refereed to. "If you're fond of a particular breed of violence, or even war, then perhaps you should stick around, old friend. While things may be far more violent in this corner of the world....

They've also proven to be far more entertaining."

With that, he'd spin back around- part of him hoping that the dragon would take the offer. Having Kamilla as his only tether to his old life, as of late, had hardly stopped the downfall of Caligula.

(Lorsha)
[10:22:17] Well he truly did grow annoying rather fast- No, that was wrong of her to think. She knew it was frustration over a defeat and nothing else; but alas, she was not mature enough to not allow it to show every now and then.

"The benefits are for us to create, young Thom- That is the path of Conquest after all." A slight crack of her head as she returned her gaze to the man at hand, squinting down on his figure ever so slightly, "Have you not wished to change the world? To shape it in whatever manner you so desired? To make it bow to your every whim?"

A little chuckle, "Ambitious I am; but one needs ambition to continue to strive. To continue to improve. The benefits of my organization are few now, but many in the future. I offer the gift of eternity to those who wish to test their worthiness and a second chance even in death; in a manner that is much more perfect than the art of Necromancy. In the future, I shall offer you the world; I require the lives of humans to survive, but they would very well not serve me. I am, after all, their predator. But someone like you could stand at the top and keep them in check."

She rambled on- It was almost like she made it up on the spot; which she partly did. That was how brainstorming worked, not that her idea was exactly new by any means. It was what both the Lich King and Sareen were doing right at this very moment.

"As for a kiss..." A hand would inch up to the mask, ever so slightly raising it to reveal what could only be seen as fangs within her mouth, "I would not mind giving you one, but it would be in my own way of showing affection." And of course, she meant kissing his neck and violently sucking him for blood, if anyone was in doubt!
(Conquest)
[10:24:51] It listened for the moment, the trading of valuable between the one with a similar aura to Lorsha was noted, but it was nothing inherently so valuable as to draw the wyrms attention.

Indeed no longer did Lorsha have the snaguine scales, or horns and truthfully he looked very human yet it was because of his exalted status prior that the wyrm still felt great respect towards him. What was more he had Transcended death. . . at obviously a high price. . .but it had been accomplished.

This placed the wyrm into a contemplative state of sorts. To die but not die, dragons were after all immortal. So this was not cause of concern for Saal. It was just the changes seemed heavy. The wyrm stared from above on the castle. . .this place was indeed interesting enough perhaps it would hang around longer!
(Saal)
[10:31:40] A tilt of Thom's head. The benefits are for them to create.. Such a statement definately caused Thom to ponder, if only for a few moments. The red haired man then would shrug.

"The path to Conquest. Such does sound interesting, and indeed, I did wish to change the world.. A while ago I had a thought of how to do it, but unfortunately that one was crushed like the false dream that it was. So now I have a new desire.. A new ambition on how to change the world if you will."

"Perhaps.. I shall share with you my vision in the future. I do not intend for it to come right away after all." The red haired man woudl state simply "And Conquest would not interfere with my vision. Though I would not ask to become.. One of you myself, the existance of more of your kind would also greatly assist my own goals."

One could only imagine what he meant.

A chuckle however at the bared fangs. "Alas, I must refuse such affection for now, but there perhaps exists its chance in the future." A silence for a few seconds, seeming to think of something.

"There may be an indivisual who wishes to meet with you. Perhaps they might have similar goals to your own. Would you consent to me calling them here?"
(Thom M. Takashi)
[10:37:39] The refusal of eternal life- It came so often; however, they would all succumb to time soon enough. A few decades would pass and they would realize the importance of an immortal body... Of a never-ending life. With each passing second, her power would grow- Lorsha as well.

Hopefully the Fledgling would prove to become a worthy warrior for her to use... At least until he began to truly gain his own individuality. It was likely that when Kamilla, his wife, would succumb to the curse of time, he would break off his chains from Conquest. She had to use him in every manner she could until then.

Thom was all the same- She required their strength so dearly. So desperately. Enough to swallow up whatever little pride she had and accept his trade... Or perhaps that only went to show just how scared she was of Ehren without even knowing it? Surely not...

"Feel free to invite them along... All are welcome- Here is the only true place where all are equal; where your race does not matter, what matters is only your worth and how you intend on using it."
(Conquest)
[10:39:21] The dragon seemed to have no intent to leave, thus, Lorsha makes yet another offer. "While I can longer turn into what I once was, perhaps we can find a means to communicate once more? I can see the convenience in speaking to something that I'm not tempted to dine upon." The massive vampire would begin to levitate, opting to watch the rest of the scene play out from afar- as well as survey the city.

To any who may wish to approach, Lorsha would most definitely stick out, hovering above the crowd...

"...and I would be most obliged if we could one day hunt again, young dragon."

Even if, now, he had a different reason to partake in the hunt.
(Lorsha)
[10:43:37] A chuckle from the red haired man.

"I mean no disrspect but.. Talking about one's worth, one's value.. And both you and the indivisual's desire for survival.. I think as a pair you and the indivisual I have in mind will get along quite splendidly." The red haired man would say, before producing a piece of parchment from his pocket and using his eletrical powers to write down words in a calgriphaic but very quick manner.

"I will send this off. They should be here soon, perhaps within the week. I hope that the two of you will get along truthfully. I imagine more allies for you would prove my worth more so then it already appears." The red haired man stated, begining to walk slightly away to a courier or pigedon to hand them the letters.

"In the meantime.. Do you mind if I take a look at Gorandis' study? Or would you prefer that I not peek until after the battle takes place?"
(Thom M. Takashi)
[10:46:11] Its eyes twinkled at the thought, indeed there were many Elder dragons that grew into power but never deigned to communicate with humans. His limited speeches nd emotional resonance with a few particular beings had granted him insights to many things early on.

The prospect of fully communicating with Lorsha a former Elder had its merits, and thus a hiss of assent seemed to slip from the wyrmlings maw. The idea of the hunt. . .that in of itself was tempting. Perhaps Andromeda and Dia would stop entertwining themselves and once more hunt across the earth as well.

The wyrm had grand ambitions but it knew that many things came with time, patience, and powerful intent. If it did not make preperations now then most of those grand ambitions would fall.

"The prospect of a hunt . . . " more hissing of enjoyment.

Its claws excitedly dug into the battlement as Lorsha levitated above the scene.
(Saal)
[10:48:44] Conquest: You got half of the bargain, I would like you to keep your end of it until I give you everything.
[10:48:44] Conquest: Or... The rest? Everything? <*suddenly confused*>
[10:49:36] Conquest: You hit my head too hard.
[10:49:36] Thom M. Takashi: -chuckles- I mean, if you want to give me everything I shant turn it down. But the rest will do. -nods-
[10:51:18] Thom M. Takashi: But very well. My apologizes for getting too.. Rowdy shall we say?
[10:52:09] Conquest: Mhm...
[10:52:09] Thom M. Takashi: I have something I need to attend to. But I shall be back.
[10:53:00] Thom M. Takashi: Take care Red Queen.
[10:53:00] Conquest: Farewell, till we meet again.