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by **Hunter in the Alley** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 12:31 pm

Aaron stared at her. No matter how much she tried to conceal it, she was thirsty. He stood up in front of his bed. He walked over cloak and put it on. "You won't seduce me, theif." Aaron said in a serious tone of voice. He had to admit, she had a nice body, but he knew better than to trust that. He looked out the window at the rising sun. Soon he would have to pick up his equipment from Karl. But now, he had to deal the theif. "I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

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by **Araalynn** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 12:36 pm

Ninette smirked, reaching down to stroke Torth as he came up to sit beside her again having finished his meal. "I'm always up here. I deliver your cases of antidote to reverse the effect of silver." Her head turned to look down at her wolf who quickly places his front paws in her lap and stood up to lick her face. The girl laughed, turning her head away. "Besides, I'm quite fond of werewolves. Grew up with them, learned from them."

by **Aznmafia** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 12:45 pm

When the girl mentioned Silver Vlad had a look of sorrow on his face.He had dark memories during the war,Vlad always had a cool even during the war.Some people belived its a front to cover his sadness about his parents and his hate.Vlad noticed what he was doing he quickly snapped his head back up to his usual kinda cocky smile.

"Well my people and i thank you.Not all humans are fond of us i couldnt say i blame them."-Vlad said with a laugh.

Vlad's chest began to hurt.More then usual,Vlad tried to hold his cool but he couldnt the pain just increased over time.Vlad fell over in his chair gripping his chest.The image of a long black robed figure appeared in Vlad's head slaughtering a group of men.Vlad could make out the long silver hair he had almost forgotten him.The pain stopped and the image dissapeared.Vlad was covered in sweat his pupals were dilated he looked around the bar in fear.He just noticed the face of the patrons stareing at him in confusion.

by **Araalynn** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 12:58 pm

"Yea I keep hearing about some General trying to cause chaos. The human race against the entire kingdom? He's got to be psychotic." Ninette had babbled on a moment until she realized Vlad had fallen out of his chair holding his chest. Quickly she shoved Torth of her lap and came over to his side, falling to her knees. She looked down at him confused as he snapped out of whatever happened. "What's wrong? You ok?" Torth slowly crept up beside Vlad as well and licked the werewolves hand.

by **Ambassador Cutestory** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 1:02 pm

Eli had moved out onto the tavern balcony overlooking the town square to watch the unrest. With most people either hiding indoors or taking part in the riot the wooden platform was empty aside from him. Still slightly over-brave and light-headed from the laudanum he had brought out a cup of tea and the remains of his breakfast. There wasn't much to be afraid of in any case, the crowd was getting worked up into a rage against vampires, werewolves and the gifted; he was fully human and didn't advertise what little magical talent he had. He was leaning heavily on the balaustrade and sipping from the steaming tea when Lord Cyrus himself rode into the crowd, a powerful figure on a magnificent warhorse resplendent in cloak and flanked by armed guards. Not a creature to cross.

Havelock listened to the speech with a slowly sinking heart. Whatever Cryrus' skills as a soldier and leader, he wasn't much of a politician. His appeal for calm consisted of a barely-concealed threat, a sneering contempt for human pride and an insult to the ability, strength and martial ability of the human race as a whole. Eli was beginning to see the problem. Cyrus offered humanity second-rate status in a world of their betters, relegated to horse traders, tavern owners and beggars. From what he'd caught of the bearded man's speech, this General was offering something different. Strength. Hope. A reason to be proud of your birthright. A chance to push back at the sneering, smirking creatures who mocked your short, desperate lifespan as Cyrus himself had just done. Havelock sighed and sipped from the steaming mug. There would be trouble.

For now Lord Cyrus brute strength and the presence of his armed escort was enough to calm the crown. Certainly no-one was openly defying him. But the atmosphere was not one of calm and sanity. The undercurrent of boiling rage remained. He could see it from the balcony. It was in the darting glances, the silent appraisal, the slow deliberate movements of the crowd. There would be trouble soon enough.

Better get some more tea while he could.

by **Aznmafia** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 1:08 pm

Vlad jumped at the wolf licking his hand.His heart was beating so fast he could clearly hear it over all noise in the room.He looked at the girl and tried to fake a smile.

"I.......im sorry i get like this sometimes."-He said lieing threw his teeth.

He got to his feet he knew what happened a few hours ago.......Vlad thought he had killed Luric thiry years ago.Vlad brushed his white streaks he looked at the girl.He sat back down in the chair at the table.

"Ple....please continue what you were saying."-Vlad said in a soft tone.

by **Araalynn** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 1:23 pm

Being that Lord Cyrus was fully a werewolf, his rage had gotten the best of him. Werewolves were territorial and easily angered, something he still had to learn to control. Once his anger finally subsided, happy to get the peoples attention, he closed his eyes. The pulsing tattoos in the palm of his hands calmed down and disappeared, his regeneration causing the skin to grow back where they once were. His head tilted, cracking it to release the rest of his tension before speaking in a more calmer tone.

"I have always allowed the kingdom to come to me if they're feeling something wrong. Why, then, would you instead cause chaos in the town square of a city?" The man grabbed a sheet of paper, writing a letter upon it. This was a long pause to allow the crowd to think over things. He rolled it up and tied it around the hawks leg that was still perched calmly on his shoulder. Grabbing the hawk, he lifted his arm up and allowed the creature to take flight again. Once the hawk was out of sight, his purple gaze shifted to the east where a storm was rolling in quicker. Should be hitting them hard by noon.

"Surely you don't want to scar this land more with the bodies of loved ones, right? Correct me if I'm wrong, but I thought we all agreed they had a good life going without war knocking on our doors. I know there's a few..mishaps here and there still but you've got to understand that 100 years after such a huge war is still not enough time for mental aftermath to subside. We're all rocky when it comes between races and I'm trying my hardest to try to calm that down. Now.."

Lord Cyrus turned to see his guards dragging a chair from the local tavern over to him. He sat down on it, nodding to his human guards in thanks before looking towards the crowd again. "Since it seems all of the trouble people have gathered, I'll sit here and wait for people to give me their concerns. I'll then bring all of The Council together and give them the concerns so we can discuss what to do to make it better." He slowly pulled his lips up into a reassuring smile, in hopes to relax the crowd. "I don't bite. Hard." Lord Cyrus joked, winking slightly then chuckled to himself. He wasn't all that bad of a leader was he? Besides his short temper as a werewolf.

by **Caedes** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 1:30 pm

General Atrocis stood in his mirror. "Today...." he thought to himself. "Today is the beginning of something...something big." He was clad is his generals uniform. Fully black, with silver details, the breast of his wool coat covered in medals, his shoulders holding five skulls, to show his rank as General of the Army. "Galvin will learn today, what all will learn in time. To fear me...to fear the strength of the humans."

Archelaus stepped out his front door. His six guards stood at attention, a messenger stood with them. "Boy, what news to you have for me?" The messenger saluted once more and spoke. "General, Sir! The 6th platoon is ready to follow your orders for this morning, Sir!" Archelaus nodded and smirked. "Good, good. Go tell them to meet me on the steps of city hall." The messenger saluted once more and ran quickly off. The general gave his guards instruction to stay at his house to guard and he began to walk off. As he walked down the streets, the people saluted, some looked shocked, seeing him dressed formally. Archelaus was looking at the ground, speaking to himself, going over what was going to happen this morning in his head, then he looked up. The streets had cleared, all of the towns people were standing aside and saluting. He looked around, proud, and saluted back, thinking to himself. "How does Galvin think he is going to oppose this..oppose the will of the people..."

Archelaus arrived at city hall, the 6th platoon already standing at attention in front of it. They were fully armored and prepared for battle. This was the Generals 'special' platoon, for his own private endeavors. All ferociously loyal, all ready to kill or die for him. He took his place at their lead. One of the soldiers handed him a rather large book, the other handed him an axe. Archelaus looked up at city hall, a low rumble started in his belly, "GALVIN! Come out! We will have this meeting in the streets! The PEOPLE need to be part of this!" He threw the book to the ground...it was a copy of the peace treaty made between all races. General Atrocis spit on it, then with one swing of his axe, cut the book in two.

by **Aznmafia** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 1:49 pm

Luric was still walking to Ulnaus city,he could have teleported but that would have severly weakened him.On the right side of his view was a small farming village.About four families wife father children.The bandit blood he stole was quickly leaving him.He needed to feed and this was a perfect spot.It was mid evening.He could smell the nearby storm coming this way.Luric extended his arms out to the sky.A form of Grey clouds formed over the land.The farmers and children looked up in confusion.Small hurricanes began to form out of the sky with purple magic hitting random spots on the farm land.the mothers brought their children inside for safety while the farmers tried to herd their livestock in the farm.A spike of lighting hit one of the farmers on his head.The body was burnt to a crisp the en began to scream in fear.The same thing happened to the others.Luric walked up to the house to find the mothers and children.

One of the mom locked the door.They hid in the corner of the house the children were crying while the mothers was trying to hush them.The doors bursted open the storm was still rageing outside.Luric's eyes were glowing from using such a powerful spell.

"Please dont hurt us."-One of the children said.

Luric tilted his head at the female child.

"Im not going to hurt you,its going to be far worse."-Luric said with a smile.

A purple whip formed around Luric's right hand.Luric killed the moms in front of the children.The children were crying with the blood of their mothers over them.Luric began to feed off the children one at a time.The last one left was a human girl frozen with fear.Dried tears on her face with a pale look on her face.Luric picked up the girl makeing her stare into his eyes.The girls mouth opened with a silent scream.

It was like she could see the souls of all the people Luric had killed.

"I will not kill you young one."-Luric said licking the blood around his mouth.

"You will go to your people and tell them the events that happened here.You will forget you saw me and say the wolves attacked your farm.I have destroyed your mind you will only remeber the full events that happened here.But you will not be able to clearly state the real events here."

Luric dropped the girl to the ground.He walked out the door and looked at the sky he could sense the presence of a old friend.Luric looked at his fake left arm.Luric healed the arm useing forbidden magic this caused Luric to loose half of his power.And he swore he would find the person who ripped it off.

Luric put back on his black hood.The only thing you could see in the darkness was a wide smile showing all his blood stained fangs.

"Vlad....."

by **Araalynn** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 2:02 pm

Lord Galvin sat awaiting in his City Hall, resting his withered head in his bony hands. His pale gray eyes stared at the peace treaty in front of him, glancing over a few lines. No matter rank nor reason, all persons who have broken the laws of the treaty shall be imprisoned and dealt with accordingly. Several guards lined the walls of the hall, standing at attention. Most were watching the tired old man with worry. The poor guy was getting too old for this and they sympathized with him. The man he was to name his replacement, General Atrocis, had gone completely mad and Lord Cyrus has held off his retirement until they found a better replacement.

Lord Galvin slowly looked up as he heard Archelaus yell out from outside, echoing out over the roar of the crowds outside. How did he get so many people following him? This entire town has gone mad. Slowly the man pulled himself up from his chair and stepped towards the front door to pull it open. His eyes first locked to the platoon, armored as if ready for battle then towards General Atrocis. Frustration laced his face as he saw the book of the treaty cut in half. "Quit this childish behavior, all of you!"

"Is this what you want the entire kingdom to see? You are making your differences with the rest of the inhabitance of the world make you afraid. You see a strong willed person and you immediately start to follow him because he promises you strength? He obviously is guiding you with his own fear that he is weak. He fears we'll be overrun, even though this peace treaty was to guide equality amongst the kingdom." His gray eyes looked coldly towards the general. "This isn't for the peoples benefit, this is for your own. Your just brainwashing others into believing so you've got a chance at attacking Lord Cyrus as you know that he is the key in crumbling the peace treaty."

by **Ambassador Cutestory** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 2:06 pm

Eli was suddenly aware of a second presence on the balcony. A heavy-set, moustached man was leaning on the balaustrade beside him, drinking from his own mug and letting the teapot hang from his fingers over the side of the balcony. He proffered it to Havelock, "Refill?"

"Please." The man poured a stream of the steaming liquid into his cup.

"I tell you, I can't be dealing with these frakking disturbances." He began, seemingly listening closely to Lord Cyrus and venting his emotions to Eli at the same time, "It's bad for business. These frakking sumpsuckers," he indicated the central group of rabble-rousers, "Coming into my frakking tavern, raising trouble, talking too much and drinking too little. There's no money in it." His voice was a low rumble, probably inaudible a few feet away, his lips hardly moving. "Now I can tell a motherfrakking stand-up civilized gentleman like yourself shares my opinion. That's what we need more of in this frakking town, a frakking consensus." He stopped. Lord Cyrus had finished and was sitting in the center of the square. The surrounding crown had not yet reacted, didn't know yet how to react. "That's why I ask you," he muttered in the silence of the square, "To now stand here beside me, smile and shut the frak up."

"What do you.." Eli began,

"My Lord Cyrus!" The man bellowed suddenly, his voice cutting the dead air like a thunderclap, "I have a concern!" Silence. Quieter, directed to the crown closer to the balcony, "My house smells like shit." There was a ripple of tension-releasing laughter in the people nearest, he waved his hand and continued before Cyrus could speak, "I apologise my Lord, I wished to voice that despite the tragic death of my own brother, my own flesh and blood at the hands of a werewolf - one of your own people - this very night past," A pause. Silence. "I stand the frak with you!Pardon my language." Another ripple of laughter, "And may I be the first to say," he placed his hand square over his heart, "Gods rest the souls of those poor, murdered men and may their killers be brought to swift justice!" The silence was broken with a few murmurs of assent.

"And ale's half price next fifteen minutes!" The crowd burst into spontaneous applause and cheering, a few of the men already darting into the tavern. "Gods bless this alliance!" He finished, and turned to go inside.

He stopped beside Eli before leaving, "That goes for you too, my friend. Al Castengen. Pleased to frakking meet you."

by **Araalynn** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 2:23 pm

Lord Cyrus turned his head slightly as he heard someone call from the balcony of the local tavern. His piercing gaze locked on one of the two men there and when he realized his concern was a joke, his normal human pupils turned into nothing but black slits. This was certainly not joking matter but it seemed the crowd nor this new tavern owner cared.

When he learned that his brother was killed by a werewolf however, his eyes softened and he sighed. Allowing the man to continue his speech, unsure if he was joking or just trying to get business, he spoke towards the closest guard. "Get me another hawk. I need to speak with Lord Bane it seems about our wolves." Slowly the large man pushed himself up, one of the guards grabbing the chair to try to bring to the tavern. Keyword being try as the crowd broke off to rush to the tavern.

"Well it seems to me the main problem seems to be my own wolf kin." He called out in hopes to catch some of the crowd. "The wolves who caused ruckus in that tavern have been dealt with already, however. So don't think it's just us that seem to be causing chaos as I have recently found out a big group of werewolves were slaughtered in the snow outside of Kaldaka." His gaze flickered to the diminishing crowd, shaking his head. Sometimes I wonder why I bothered to stop this war in the first place.

He swung up on top of his warhorse and pulled him around to face the castle again, looking about his city. This was going to get bad and very quickly if he doesn't find the source and stop it. Kicking the horse forward, Lord Cyrus rode back to his castle. "On second though, I need more than one hawk."

by **Caedes** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 2:27 pm

"Brainwashing? Ha!" Archelaus laughed as a crowd began to gather. "I am UNITING the people in a strong front, to oppose these abominations that have been set in our ranks!" He looked around to the people, some starting to cheer, some still unsure. "As for this 'equality' you speak of, where is it? We have reports of werewolves slaughtering people and nothing is being done. Our esteemed allies either treat us as food or slaves...where is the equality in that?!?" At these words the people cheered.

Archelaus began to pace in front of his platoon and in front of Lord Galvin. "I am here to bring strength where there is none, I am here to forge a NEW peace, with humanity at the lead!" The people grew louder, cheering and even a few booing. "It is time for a new age, it is time for the age of man to take hold, to break free of the bonds of the supernatural..." He moved up, coming withing inches of Lord Galvin's face. "It is OUR time!!!" He quickly turned to the people and raised his arms, still standing in front of Lord Galvin, obscuring him. The people began to chant. 'Archelaus! Archelaus!' the General slowly turned his head to Galvin, whispering. "Your time is over, old man, speak your peace and go home to your werewolf."

by **Araalynn** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 2:45 pm

Lord Galvin twitched, his face growing red with fury. He turned to the guards who turned to Archelaus to back him away from obscuring the view. "We also have reports of werewolves being slaughtered by our own people and vampires! Don't start pointing fingers as this is how the first war started! We may have hiccups in the peace treaty that are currently being dealt with but have you forgotten the sweat and blood used to help rebuild our own town? This town was demolished and we had to start from the ground up! Who came to help us?"

The old man paused, glaring towards Archelaus. "The werewolves. The werewolves helped create the strong walls that hold this town today as they specialize in mining and architecture. The vampires and witches forgotten all about the war and helped heal our sick. Why can't -we- do the same and live in this world peacefully? Help each other with trades, help each other develop this kingdom bigger and perhaps even figure out a way to explore what else lies in these vast oceans."

He looked to the crowds again. This was becoming a shout war. "Once again he speaks of strength where there is none. Do all of you really believe there is no strength in our numbers and feel the need to prove it? Humanity is at lead, I have say in the council as does the rest of the races. Decisions aren't made by one person as it should be. Should General Atrocius succeed in taking over, who will have say? A mad man striving for power."

A hawk flew down towards the crowd, swooping over everyones head to land upon Galvin's shoulder. He pulled the note off his leg and read over it. Strip this man of his title and find a replacement to lead your forces. Should he still feel the need to create chaos, I'll personally come over to deal with it. Nodding, Lord Galvin turned towards Archelaus. "Shall you come into City hall now or do you wish humiliation?"

by **Caedes** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 3:09 pm

General Atrocis snapped one hand up and grabbed the hawk, then handed it to one of his soldiers. "What is this? A note from your beloved leader?!?" He snatched the note from Galvin's hand, reading it. His face grew a deep red. He turned and nodded to the leader of the platoon. Half of the platoon rushed city hall, entering the building and begging to secure it. A messenger from the platoon ran off to deliver some unspoken message. The General spoke. "Enough of this! Galvin..you have served you people well, but it is time for you to step aside. We have had differences, but you have still served honorably." A hush spread over the people as members of the platoon marched up and took hold of Lord Galven, brushing his own guards to the side. "The people have spoken time and time again, new leadership is upon you! Look men!" He quickly flashed the note the hawk carried in front of his men. "Lord Cyrus has chosen a successor to Lord Galvin!" The platoon shouted, 'Long live Lord Atrocis!' The crowd roared, some started to cry and rushed back to their homes.

The General, still with a red face, turned to Galvin and whispered. "My blood and sweat has kept this kingdom safe, and it will continue to do so. If you value your life, you won't force my hand any more than you have. You know the majority of the army follows me." He rested his hands on Lord Galvin's shoulders and managed a red-faced smile. "Go home to your family, rest. Your job is over."

The General turned to the man holding the hawk. He pulled out a piece of paper and wrote a note on it. 'Thank you, Lord Cyrus, for the promotion to council member! I will serve honorably in the name of my people ~ Lord Atrocis' He attached the note to the hawk and the soldier sent it on its way. The crowd had started to cheer now, the General raised his hands to the crowd and smiled. "All will be well, your new leader fights in your name!"

The messenger returned. 'General, it looks as if most of the army is loyal, there are a few dissenters, but all is well. They are beginning to re-mobilize, but it will take a great deal of time.' The General nodded. "Very good. You're dismissed." He turned once more to Lord Galvin, smiling, and then back to the people to accept their praise.

by **Araalynn** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 3:48 pm

Lord Galvin stayed silent, keeping his guards at bay as Archelaus invited himself into the city hall and announced himself as new Lord. Sighing heavily, the old man yanked away from Archelaus men and made his way down towards the crowd. Not saying a word more, he marched away from the crowd with his guards following him. One of them led up his horse in which he mounted up on and turned to look towards the crowds of people. Finally he spoke but he spoke out towards the people hidden in their homes. His horse marched forward, towards the entrance of the town he once called home. "Those of you who wish not to remain in a town of corruption, make your way to the city of Ulnaus. Lord Cyrus will house you all and protect you all from this mad man!" With that Lord Galvin rode towards Ulnaus city, his heart torn that his people would have kicked him out like this.

Meanwhile...

At the castle, Lord Cyrus was sitting at his throne. He was writing his final note which was to Lord Galvin to send out when soldiers burst into his room. Slowly the man looked up to notice the shocked looks on their faces as they waved a letter. His face twisted with worry as he stopped what he was doing to read the letter. Soon his eyes grew to slits again and his hands ripped the letter clear in half. His body ripped through his shirt as he formed into that of a werewolf, pitch black fur shining in the candle light. Within his fur was violet runes pulsing out. His teeth bared but his body struggled to keep control. His claws slammed into the throne and scraped along the edges as he sat back heavily into the steel throne. Screeching could be heard from his nails, sparks flying out and claw marks being left where he clawed the throne.

Finally he spoke to the scared soldiers. "Rewrite those letters to ready the other towns in case war breaks out and call out for this cities forces to ready as well." His voice hissed out in anger, the corner of his eye twitching. Everything he saw was a tint of red due to his rage. He wanted to rip anything in his path. No one! No one tries to ruin his territory! The soldiers nodded and rushed out quickly. Alarms roared out to the city, rusty as they've never been used for 100 years. The warning that war was knocking at their doors.

by **Araalynn** on Sat Jul 05, 2008 4:07 pm

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