Beginning of Winter, Mid-Day

Saskia had been standing outside the city meeting hall for a while, waiting to see if anyone would even show up. The fliers they had put up had stated specifically for anyone who wanted to join them on their 'adventure' to meet them outside city meeting hall, though the time was drawing near to when they had set it up for the people to meet them, who ever these people were. She was hoping that the people that showed up would be decent traveling companions. She leaned into the wall, staring out at the people who passed by, wondering if any of them were going to come their way.

The journey to get back the eternity stone wouldn't be the easiest from what she understood, so she wasn't so sure if anyone would want to risk it, but she was hoping some would. A feeling of relief and worry was running through her as she stood there with Lucian, she knew they could use some help in their mission, but she also knew that the more people that were around her, the more likely it was that one of them would know who she was or would figure it out. It wasn't every day that a demon was cast from the under world with the mark of betrayal, and if anyone had heard that story or heard of how the demon in the story had looked, they would surely figure out it was her. She had been lucky though that her friend did not know and had not found out yet, or at least, if he had, he hadn't mentioned it or seemed to be phased by it.

She shook the thoughts to the back of her head, but her expression had a clear sign of worry placed on it. She looked down at the ground for a moment before looking back out to the passer byers. But she only did this for a moment before looking at Lucian, shoving the worry away from her expression, "so how many do you think will show up?"

Lucian had his eyes closed most of the time; ignoring the sounds of the people passing by, he wasn't looking forward to traveling companions, more chances for betrayal; more mouths to feed, more names he had to learn. He hated being around to many people; to many questions, though his thoughts were interrupted when his close friend; Saskia, made a statement, finally opening eyes and brushing a hand through his long black hair, to unhide a single eye. "Not sure, hopefully not many...The less new names I have to learn the better.." He stated clearly crossing his arms over his armored chest. She knew he hated more people then just the two of them, she knew he had problems trusting others specially people he didn't know.

He looked over at her pulling the hood from his cloak down. "Well if anyone shows up, least we will have someone to use as body shields when to big of a fight comes through.." He joked with a soft smile as he placed a hand, trying to be comforting. He could tell she had alot on her mind; traveling with a person for so long you keened in on their body language pretty fast; specially when you had to trust your life to them when your surrounded by enemies. He finally decided to focus on people walking by, his mind registering the people that walked by, studying them, which seemed like they could fight, which ones seemed like cowards; and the ones that just wouldn't care either way. He let out a soft sigh his arms falling to his side as he looked back over at Saskia. "What if no one shows up...what do we do then?" He asked curiously, though his eyes fell to look at his gloved hand. "I think we'd be fine on our own; my magic has been getting stronger; and I'm better with my sword then anyone we've faced so far; who's to say we need new people around us?"

He was sure that they could do this on their own, a bit of arrogance in his abilities was only natural; his father's side of the family; magic ran deep in their blood, and it coursed in his own veins now. He was sure there was nothing he couldn't stand up to, and if there was. He had her by his side, and that was enough for him; why risk trusting new people? He was never sure about this idea, but he wouldn't speak against her. It was a good idea, it was just his personal preference to go at it alone, well alone with her.

"Stupid piece of shit. Arrogant bastard, idiotic-" The click and clack of a single can could be heard, being kicked this way and that as Illia walked towards what was supposed to be the city meeting hall. She had picked up a flier asking for help and companions for some adventure of sorts, ever so specific aren't we. "I'll have you head." she said darkly, kicking the empty can one last time only having it turn to ice and shatter into tiny ice crystal pieces. She just could not get it off her mind, she never could. Her father that she couldn't protect and her mother that she couldn't save. The fact that her father was dead and she saw it happen, haunted her very dreams, nightmares. The cringing idea that her mother had to be with him was completely unsettling. The bastard would die from her hand, or so she kept telling herself. She didn't really know why she wanted to go on this little adventure, she knew her mother was not going to die - anytime soon, maybe she wanted something to distract her, maybe she wanted to get stronger, or maybe it was a random decision without any real reason or meaning behind it. Any of them could have rang true.

Illia didn't look like your typical mage, or your typical fighter. The fact that she weilded weapons at all would probably surprise most, if not any people she came in counter with. Illia's long blue-grey hair was partially down, hanging to her hips, and partially in pigtails with two long with and pink ribbons which also extended down to her hips. She had pink angel bite piercings, one gemstone above each side of her top lip, and one left side nose ring. Her outfit of it could even be called an outfit, looked like lingerie if anything. Her top looked like a white bikini top, with pink ruffled lining on the top, and on the bottom, as well as the straps. In the middle, was a pink bow with long strings that hung to her abdomen. The rest of her stomach was otherwise exposed, as was her silver belly button ring. Attached to the bottom of her pink lace on her top, was a transparent white fabric which layered itself and hung to her hips. It also had somewhat of a poofy affect, like mimicking the sides of a dress. Her bottoms were low rise, white ruffled shorts, or maybe they weren't shorts. A sophisticated person might call them out as panties. It was all the same to Illia.On the bottom of the shorts were the same pink ribbon as with her top, with little bows on the side however with no strings. She had a garter belt attached to her shorts, which was pink in color, which attached to thigh high boots. They were white in color, with pink lace on the sides and a zipper in the back. Attached to the right side of her shorts, was a holster for her rapier, which moved from side to side as she walked, and on her left wrist, was the infamous Bracelet of the Lords from her father - which was what he used before he did. The bracelet had a roundness to it and was relatively thick, and on the top of the bracelet were multiple gemstones representing the elements, with their own auras that actually illuminated their own individual blue, red, brownish gold, and green colors. She treasured this bracelet as it was her father's, and also the envy of many vampires or elementalists. All and all she seemed to have gotten her mother's taste in clothing though - or lack of.

Many people stared at her as she walked passed, whispering or snickering, then there were the annoying men that whistled. Illia's tail stopped it's constant waving, each time she stopped to flip someone off. She was partially a succubus, so she had that pink tail and violet wings which stood out. Luckily, she didn't have any sort of horns yet - she didn't like the idea of horns anyways. "Do you want to die you son of a bitch!?" she shouted at a boy, before smacking him across the face. The boy seemed to want to lunge at her, but before he did so she whispered, "Though me and I'll kill you." This seemed to frighten him, and he backed off. Illia walked up the roadway, having the meeting hall in sight. There were so many people, the place was so busy. How in the hell am I supposed to find anyone here!? Getting slightly frustrated, she quickened her pace a little bit, finally making it to the front of the the hall, where she was supposed to meet these mysterious people. She heard footsteps behind her and immediately turned around, by instinct, lifting her left hand and turning the bottom half of the individual to ice so he couldn't move. "How long have you been following me!?" she shouted. "I - I" She raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry I-" Completely unamused now, she turned to two individuals who seemed to be together, and walked up to them, leaving the man behind her as a partial ice block. "It was a pain in the ass to find you guys." she said firmly standing her ground in front of them as if they were accusing her of something - even though they hadn't said a word. "You were ever so...descriptive with that flyer of yours." she said her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Whatever though, better not be a waste of my time - people to save, heads to cut off..." she trailed off starting to think about her mother.

The weather was nice this evening, but the wind wasn't helping. On this nice day Riiko just wanted to move around. He was hoping to find something in the market place. But didn't find any thing. The wind started to pick up, blowing one of the fliers off the walls. The flew through the air straight into Riiko's face. Riiko just stood there moving his arm placing his hand on the flier, and looking it over.. Sighing witn relief. Riiko thought to him self. Well I guess, I have something to do. Riiko chuckles alittle walking to the place the flier told him to go..

Riiko gets to the building looks it over, and goes to the back to check it out. In a low voice he'd say: Well this is something, I wondering want they'd do if I came from the back. Riiko just took a step back, as he runs placin his foot on the wall and running up the wall to the second window. He'd grab onto it holding himself checking to see if it was open. It was Riiko just pushed the window open pulling himself up.. Riiko would look around the room to see who he is dealing with walking around, and check. Riiko just opens the door slowly walking carefully down the stair, consealing himself in shadow. He'd stop looking at one of the doors checking every other thing.. Thinking to him self: Who are these people what do they want or need.. What is there motive.. He'd sigh still thinking. Riiko just move's to the door placing his hand on it, and opens it slowly still concealed in shadow looming around his body like smoke.. But he still move slowly silently like a prediter. He doesn't want to kill, he doesn't know if there member's off the creed..

He'd just stand there looking, waitting, wondering and hoping.. Riiko turned his head, letting the shrowd of shadow disappear from his body so they could see him. He'd moved to one of the corners leaning against the wall letting out a yawn. Riiko would say: Hello I found your flier, It hit me right in the face really. You two need any help??

Mid-day, cooler than it usually was, a sure sign that winter was just over the horizon. Today was a day when a foolish disinherited prince and a demon banished from the underworld made their first true move in the struggle against the demon lord. However his eyes and ears were everywhere or so it seemed, and the movements of the bitter prince did not go unnoticed by him. That's why he was here in this town, under order of the demon lord he was to find the prince and his little group, gain their trust and then lead them to their dooms. A simple task considering that today the prince was expanding his group from a single banished demon to as many people that would show up.

Through the the town Zuro walked, strong and upright, unobstructed by the crowds, it almost seemed like they unconsciously moved out of his way. Four people had amassed at the fliers designate meeting spot, the main rouge elements of the prince and the exiled demoness and two others, another male and a female. He walked directly for the group not hiding the intention of his destination in the slightest. If any of the group bothered to look around outside their immediate surroundings they could without a doubt easily see him coming towards them, a man in a long double buttoned button downed red coat with golden blond hair styled towards the sky, arms and legs wrapped entirely in leather with metal plates around the elbows and knees.

No words were needed yet as action were enough, walking up to an aforementioned meeting place with flyer in hand should have been more than enough to indicate that he was here to join them. In his silence he observed, observed both the new soon to be marked rebels. Poor souls don't know what they are getting themselves into they are good as dead as soon as they agree to travel with them.

Wolfe looked to the side as the first of the new people showed up; his lips formed a frown at her sarcasm, not to mention the way she was acting. "It's not a waste of time, and we figured we didn't have to be descriptive.. If your here that mean's your interested that's all that matters, though your sarcasm..needs to go" He stated calmly, no ounce of emotion in his voice. "Or at least you could be alittle more respectful..." He turned to Saskia. "Children now a days, they aren't beaten hard enough.." Then another entry; this one thinking he was hidden away from Wolfe's senses; he wasn't tutored in magic to be snuck up on; though he gave no indication of noticing the male until he made his presence known. Once he asked if they needed help he looked towards the male. "My associate here thinks we do; I on the other hand am quite sure we'd be better alone..but I will not go against her.." He stated in a calm tone.

Already two people; one of them a sarcastic child that needed a good whipping, another by the looks of him rogue of some sort be it thief or assassin. Though the last caught his eye, so far the most; well quiet of the new people; something was off though, he didn't have the looks of a mercenary, then again he didn't really pay attention to higher swords, not even when his parents were still alive. He nodded to the second man to grace them, an indication of acknowledgement, and greeting. He turned his attention to Saskia and crossed his arms. "Our business isn't one for the side of the street should we find a place to discuss?" He asked her wanting her opinion on the situation at hand, three people, three different backgrounds, and one of them he felt already distasteful of, maybe she would learn some respect during this quest. He wasn't sure; his hand idly gripped at the broadsword at his waist, a relaxing action, to help mend his thoughts and keep him from being over suspicious of people. Though to others it would just seem he was anxious about something.

Riiko looked puzzled moving his left hand to his right hands wrist. He'd grasp his hand's wrist rubing it abit. Then looking toward the other's and the last person male joiningmthe scene.. He scans the last male looking reading him. Riiko was real confused with this guy. He couldn't read him. "Oh well.. I wouldn't know.. I bearly know these guys". He'd think to hisself. Well its pleasant day today, its good to meet you. I'm Riiko Nightshade ex member of the creed.. He'd give,a smile to the male bowing alittle but is able to see him.. Well my I ask something. What's with the fliers? He'd place his self next to one of the pillers. He'd turn his head, placing his arms acrossed his chest.. Well I'm here to help 100%. I'll falling you guys, I'm looking to kill some very important people that might show them selves to us.. I can't say... I need to trust to expain. He'd turn his head to look to see who might be watching, his eyes caught a glimps of a shadow on the roof acrossed from them. He'd turn his head as he smiles. Well I have to make a quick detour. Ill be right back..

Riiko steps away from the piller, turning his back toward the four.. He'd run straight for one of the building planting his foot on the wall running up it, jumping and grabing the edge of a window. He'd the push off it grabing the top edge of the builds roof top, he'd pull him self up quickly, disappearing.. He'd look around, so he didnt get ambushed. But it ended up happening anyways.. The shadow moved out of the darkness. His face was young, he looked like a human, 27 years of age.. He must of brought friends hopefully, he didn't. But he did alot of them.. Riiko chuckles abit, and smiles. But the smile fades.. He'd grab his sword on his back looking at all the people. How many people around 6 enough for him to handle.. But this fight was going to be harder.. They were elites sent by the creed. "Well looks like I'm going to have to work harder with you guys." The man wore the same tip of clothing cloth shirt, pants, dagger on the hip, sword on there back, armored vest pretty light."So you think you can beat the creed all by yourself. Your not going to beat us even though yoj was taught by the infamous Lao Gracen." Riiko just sigh, placing his hand on the throw knives on his chest. "Well I'm going to kill them starting with you six." He'd run forward throwing three of the knives from his chest, two of the knives hits arm of a enemy hitting the tendent crippling the arm so he would be able to use. The other was hit in the knee cap. Riiko dash toward the two, the guy with the one arm attacks with his left. Riiko reacts to this attack, grabing him, and twisting the man over his should throwing him ontop of the crippled assassin with this he circled his blade around into an attack cutting to the ground hitting the two man killing them. Then this is when four of the man start to attack at the same time. Riiko reacts again, as shadow start to form around his body his eyes start to change, as his speed starts increase, he'd let his left hand free to form a blade in it."Time to died" Riiko would throw the shadow blade at lne of the men, this would catch the man in the face killing him..

He'd look at the other two, but they just looked, and started running toward the people who made the flier getting to the edge. Theyed jump acrossed to the other roof top. Riiko ran after them, not stoping. He'd jump when he got to the edge, his leap was pretty high. He'd let his arms fliel out so he could get more haight. Riiko lands on the other side into a roll. He'd start getting pissed off, but getting closer to his enemy. He'd catch up to one of them grabing him with a armlock falling to one side.. Riiko would calm his self grabing hold of the man. "tell me where they hold up at". The man didnt say anything. Riiko looked an smiled pulled the man up tying a rope around his neck.. "You must be new." He'd kick the creed member off the edge his head would snap killing him.. He'd look around as he walks back to the people who placed the flier.. "Well I talked with a buddy of mine, but he didn't know anything." Riiko just laughed abit stoping next to the piller. "Well back to what I was asking, about the fliers..?" So she was people to help? Riiko said. He'd look away, sighing.. He'd think about Lao Gracen. But he just throws it aside. He turn's back well. If there's anything I need to know about you guys?. He'd remember the last man he forgot to kill. He'd just forget about him. "

The man who apparently was a part of the creed of assassins sometime in the past left and returned as quickly as he did. His little altercation along the rooftops however did not, Zuro could feel the flames of life being extinguished from the men the nameless assassin killed as soon as the killing blow was landed. Zuro held a small smirk beneath the cover of his red coat, he was sloppy to say the least, then again it was five against one, maybe it was just luck that he got away. Either way it didn't matter much now other than an interesting new option appeared for eliminating the group, how quickly would they jump at the chance to truly ambush someone who has eluded them for so long, they might even kill the others for free and even if they do fail it will hinder the assassins trust in the group if this is brought up to early.

"It would be wise to enter and go about the business at hand before anymore.... interruptions arise." It would send shivers down a man spine to listen to Zuro's voice as it spoke with such a devoid amount of emotion that it seemed hollow. It may have even fostered distrust from the assassin if he was quick enough to grasp that Zuro realized roughly what happened. Though it would be an easy inference for anyone who bother to pay attention to any of the small detail.

Saskia watched as the first person walked up, a female, she seemed a bit, to put it lightly, annoying, but she hoped that that would change along the way, or else things with her might not turn out so well. The first male to walk up didn't seem too annoying or too anything, though it seemed as if he were just trying to have some fun with his entrance or some other thing. But the second male, he seemed off, something inside her gave her a bad taste in her mouth when he made his way to them. She found herself staring at him, but not in a kind manor, more as if she had just met her worst enemy, but she shook it off for the time being. She let out a small sigh when Lucian stated that they didn't need help, "well we can use as many people as we can get," she stated simply, not really looking in anyone's direction. She nodded though when he stated that their business wasn't for out in the open, but before she could say anything, Riiku went off to take care of something, but she paid no attention to what it was.

She looked between the two new comers, she wasn't sure what to think of the female just yet, but she could already tell that there was no way she was going to get along with the male. As Riiku appeared back and the other male spoke, "nobody else is inside the meeting hall today, which is why our meeting place was here." She turned and slipped inside as if it were nothing to be going into a building to talk about taking out a powerful demon.

I'm sorry for leaving so soon but had to get something." He'd smile at saskia placing his hands behind his back. "So may I get everyone's name.?" Riiko saids in a gentle voice, changing his posture leaning against the piller.. He'd turn his head toward the unknown man. Who's voice was abit to cold. Riiko just smiled, and gave aslight head jesture. He'd move away looking up checking, then looked behind the building. He comeback placing his self next tl the wall sitting there looking up at the sky. He knew that there would be tenshin.. But oh well things would get better. There never going to get to know me. My friend betrayed me, my mother and father are dead, Lao Gracen is dead. I'm alone, Its been one year sense Lao died, and I disappeared. This name is all I have.. These weapons, clothes, and these blades on my wrist. I've trusted everyone, but now the assassin's are after me. I have to kill them first.. One step at a time i guess..He'd think to himself

Riiko stands up, turning him self, pulling the mask off his face, and throwing the hood that was on his head behind him. Riiko was a handsome man in his 20s. He'd have black hair, brown eyes. You'd see a smile on his face once in a sometimes. But most of the time, he doesn't show it. You'd know he had something on his mind someone dont know what he is thinking. Because he gives a fake smile. He respect everyone around him. But this day is different, he trust this women. But his past is his own, she'll have to find out only if she asks him.. Riiko looks around again, placing one hand on his throwing knives, he'd take one out. Twirling it around his fingers. This was lne thing he loved to do when, he was uneasy, not alot of people caugnt on to this. He'd place his back against the wall, having his left hand rest on his left leg that moved.

Riiko place the knife back in its home having his right hand on the ground pushing his self up right, stratching with his arms up, hands together pushing, as he relaxs abit letting them drop to the his sides.. He'd look turning back to the women. "So about the information, on what we are getting are self into? I'm just wondering, and whats the place, where are we traveling to, and stoping at? I'm not going to leave if i have a bad feeling, even though I have one right now, I'm not going to say who.. Shall we talk abit in side.?" Riiko said..

As soon as the man's tone of voice started sounding like that of a parent scolding a child, Illia tuned him out. She was uninterested and unamused by the way in which she was being talked to. Illia grinned at the people showing up, one of them, popped out from nowhere, and assassin of sorts. Though it wasn't neccessary to do so, and then another man whom she wasn't quite sure what to make of yet. She started looking at everyone's auras. Though she was capable of auramancy in general, it was not something that ever really...turned off. She always saw auras around people, their moods, whether they were ill or not. However, whether she wanted to control and manipulate them was up to her. Everyone's looked normal enough, with the exception of the last person, who had colors of black in the base of his aura instead of what is usually white. She took note of this, glaring at him. She could continue and study these people, or she could try and figure out what the fuck was going on. She figured the second one was better, obviously.

And just like that however, mister assassin, went off to take care of some sort of business on top of the roof. It wasn't of much interest to her, making her grow rather bored, as whatever was up there didn't really seem like much of a threat as he came down so fast. Behind her, the man she froze in ice started shouting and screaming. It was getting rather annoying, and she almost wanted to freeze him altogether. However, it probably wouldn't be too wise of her, Illia looked at the girl, sensing something off about her, but she didn't bother to say anything. Illia followed the girl into the hall, an ever so bored look on her face. "This better be good." she said, hearing that voice behind her again. "You'll melt!" she shouted, not bothering to look back.She hoped these people were reliable and strong enough to travel with, she could not die before she rescued her mother, that would surely not be a good thing.

The assassin then asked questions of the girl, where they were going, what they were doing. "You just left this flier for anyone to come, so is everyone as damn useful as they need to be?" For all she knew, these people were useless, despite their weapons. One would not know unless they saw them fight. How troublesome it would be if they went up against something or someone and someone could not hold their own. "What do you want from us? Why can't you do this shit yourselves?" some part of her was a bit annoyed, but she continued. "Why should we even trust you, why should I trust anyone here?" Illia looked around the hall, there was no one inside but them, which was good, but she hated the silence of the room apart from their own voices. It was always unnerving.

He'd look at the girl. Who are you.? Riiko places his index figure, thumb on the bottum of his forhead, and on the top of his nose. He'd just rubing it wondering why she's pissed off, and being a smart ass. Well he didn't really care. He'd just seat him self into the shadow, looking toward the window eyeing it for sometime. Riiko just places his hand on his throwin knife, as he twirles it around over, and over againt.. He placed his other hand on the side of the chair, crise crossing his legs waitting to get to why they need help. But there is two people that is hidding somethung, wait three people. Saskia, and the new guy.. I wonder, saskia looks worryed, as for the other guy he looks like he has a plan of some sort. But there's something else. He'd keep a eye on him, and for smart ass with the clothes. I dont know. He'd get up placing the knife back in its home. Theres no trust, but how far will this go.. Who is telling the truth. Oh well in do time.

He walk to around the room looking around checking.. He'd step on a loose floorboard knee to the floor he'd check it. Looks like this floor board was made this way. He'd look at it alittle. There was a stratch on it. So he placed his right hand over it and looked under the floorboard. "Hmm? Wait whats this.." He'd check the place for traps, but there wasn't any. Riiko places hishand over the, metal box, just to look inside it. He walk to the table, placing it on top. Then sitting on one of the tables. He'd hear thunder outside.. Then rain started to fall. He'd look them over, and wonder. Why was it placed there in the frst place.. He'd laugh alittle, just a chuckle in fact. This memo looks import i'm not going to say anything but keep whatever that is inside. He'd walk back and place te box in te floorboard and cover it with the wood. "So I think we should move after tonight, when we are done with the introductions ma'am. Because if my threoy is correct, and it might be.. What'ever the job maybe be. I'm in, I don't mind if you don't tell me. But lateron if things get to a point pls do tell. I'm very open minded, I dont judge, and I won't betray. I hope I'm clear?"He says to Ms.Jones. He'd stand up, slightly bow in respectible maner. He smile calmly waitting to her..

Riiko then walked to the girl bowing to her. "So what's your name, I may ask.. Mines Riiko. Its nice to neet you". He'd walk over to the other guy Zuro. Riiko would ask the same thing. "So whats your name?" Riiko wouldnt know, but he likes to get to know everyone. But doesnt get to close. Trust is not there , he knows that much.. He'd this to him self. Who are you, whats your plan, a man like you wouldn't jump on this unless you wanted something.. He'd sigh, it was just a thougjt in his head. Riikojust waled away placing his self ina chair next to the table. He'd take all his stuff off but the two weapons he hids under his sleaves.These was a gift from his moter Lao. But most of his weapons consited off a short sword, two daggers, poisons a lock picking kit, rope and ahook. He'd place all of these on the table. So he could clean them, and sharpen. He'd wonder when they would leave..

Saskia sat down and looked at them and before answering their questions looked at the girl as if she were one of the most annoying creatures she had ever met, but she quickly changed her expression so it wouldn't show. She was already having rather dark thoughts in her head about these people, what she could do to them if they...she forced them into the back of her mind, she wouldn't think like that. She sighed and leaned back into the chair, not really caring about posture. She listened as Riiko spoke, she found it a bit strange that he was called her ma'am, she didn't quite like it, but she would ignore it for now. She looked at them, "i'm Saskia Tamiarial," she looked at Lucian and thought, "he can introduce himself." She waited until they all introduced themselves before continuing on.

"As for what the fliers are for, they were vague for a reason, we couldn't just openly ask people to join us in attempts to brings down the Demon Lord now could we? Now, i'm sure you all know who i speak of, if not, it's not too hard to figure out i'm sure. And you can leave if you wish to not come with us, it is not as if we have locked you in here with us." She watched to see if anyone would take her up on that offer, but only paused for a short few seconds before speaking again. "As for why we need more people, i just think it would be better with more than just two people, a better chance of actually succeeding."

He'd look toward Saskia, and just nodes."Ok Saskia like I said before, I'm join you." He'd look at around, then turning his head toward the annoying brat. He didn't want to say it butmhe is close to. Riiko looked at Saskia, then looked away cleaning his weapon

He'd grab his poisons, putting themthe poison in one of his pockets. He'd pick up his two daggers, placing them on his side, the last thing he does is place his short blade.. Riiko would just stratch, and yawn alittle. He'd walk to one of the walls looking around. He'd look toward the window. Then place his hands behind his head, and close his eyes alittle.. He'd wonder where this is going. He'd wonder about everyones past.. But didnt care. So the demon lord. I hope this gets better, and I hope they don't find out the group I used to be in..

Lucian watched as two of the new three followed Saskia into the building; he closed his eyes and sighed, the screaming of the man she had frozen; he sighed alittle, annoyed by her actions and the man. He forced himself to begin to walk inside of the building listening to everything so far. When the girl began to go on again like alittle child he rubbed at his forehead feeling a headache beginning to form. When Saskia introduced herself he took it as a sign he should too. "You can call me Wolfe nothing else.." He stated coldly, he was already annoyed by this group, looking to Saskia as she finished the explanation then the Assassin began to talk, about joining regardless of the dangers.

He smiled, a genuine smile. This would be a quick trip for some of them; the little girl had suspicions about their capability, well he had some about her. She was too short tempered to be an able bodied person in a battle, not to mention she was too childish only thing she needed was a good beating and a firm talking to by a parent. He shifted his position leaning against a wall, his eyes closed. He felt the need to just let Saskia handle this. He felt uneasy about taking this girl and the assassin named Riiko, both seemed like they'd not be able to handle the responsibility of their task, then again he wasn't sure about leaving his home either but now look at him. He chuckled to himself; traveling down memory lane was always highly amusing.

He was once again fingering the hilt of his sword, anxious to be out of here and on their way. It wasn't like they had time to waste; and the assassin pointed out that they should probably move tonight, that did sound like a good idea; then again it wasn't like it was only his decision. He watched the entrance though, suspicious; never really trusting his surroundings. It wasn't like he could, being the last of his line and all.

The succubi girl was glaring at him very obviously with a distasteful look on her face, the look on her face vaguely reminded him of one of his lords newer mistresses. It was a succubi that the lord had acquired and a bold one at that, even being the lords mistress she still tempts to seduce other demons to herself. It reminded him of her because for a moment that same succubi had the same look on her face when he refused her without a moments hesitation, there was a simple factor behind his lack of hesitation and this girl could see it. That however was for another time as the group entered the hall and the entire event began with introductions.

"Zuro." was all he said when asked what his name was, preferring short answers to quickly get these proceedings going. The assassin, Rikko, had now sealed his fate and with Zuro as his witness he now became an accomplice to the two he was tasked to deter, sabotage, and eventually kill. The only one who remained was the scantily clad girl, truthfully he didn't want her to accept less people meant less work for him, less factors to plan for. Despite his hopes however it was up to her to decide to join or not and her answer would come soon enough, for now however it was his turn to speak. "Wolfe. That is the family name of one of the Royal families destroyed by the Demon Lord. It seem rather strange at first that the point of all this was to gather up individuals to destroy the demon lord, but now it makes sense. For such a dangerous task there must be a great incentive, what is it?"

He'd wonder why is this temptation pushing him. If anything is true demon lord. He'd look toward wolfe, and saskia. They must know each other for sometime, or longer. He'd look at Zuro. Whats his Connection to all of this. He seems like he knows them, and the brat. She seems flusterd for no reason, and likes, no does act a smart ass. Because she is alone what of here parents. She shouldn't be alone.. He'd look around look from wolfe and zuro. Wolfe doesn't want us around, but Saskia does. Its obvious that Saskia had the idea about the fliers. But wolfe doesn't. He is willing to fellow her regardless. She is happy with his freindship. So are they infactuaded with each other. All this must connected to something.. Theorys. But Zuro has some plan about him, the way he was and the way he talks. He is not here by chance. Even the way he talks he doesn't care, is he looking for money or is he trying to plan something.. Maybe he is working with the creed. These things I'm thinking about is something." He'd think to himself.

He'd look toward Zuro not giving another away. He would look to the side not turning his head, he'd shift his eyes to where Zuro was. What are you think, or planing. He'd just stop, and close his eyes alittle. Demons theses powers i'm able to control, and do. They'd think I'm a demon. They don't need to know. I have a ace up my sleave, something needs to be done to the creed. But not now. I need to know what the plan is. If that brat gets pissed off, i just hope it doesn't get to that point. I'm going to slap her.. But thats a thought, and a line i shell not pass.

Riiko walked to the window but didnt get to close to it, looking out, and moved away from it.. He'd turn around, moving to the back going outside to get some fresh air. Sometimes things are ment to be. He'd lift his hand up, jerking moving his hand slightly upwards, as a blade jets forth from under his wrist, there would be another one, on that wrist. He'd let the blade go back, as he sighs..

She had not been expecting it and the words hit her hard. These people wanted to go after the demon lord, and not only that but wanted to completely take him down. Her demeanor completely changed at that moment - sort of. She instead turned emotionless, a cold look on her face. It made her think of her mother, these people could help her get out of there. She could save the one living family member she had left. Her mother was never really...the best mother but she new she loved her. And her father, she could avenge her father, whom was so dear to her. The one person who ever had the patience for her, or understood anything about her. She made it a point right then to put everything she had into this little journey, even if that meant her own death. She could tell already that these people didn't like her, which could make it hard for her if they never trusted or even believed her capable of anything of use. Illia wasn't someone who ever liked working with other people, relying on other people, trusing other people. She had done everyone on her own up until now, she didn't like this group dynamic but she was going to bear with it, this wasn't about her.

Everyone was introducing themselves, it was so childish to her, and she didn't feel like the others needed to know her name. "My name is Illia Chasmere." she said. Being that these people looked human enough, with the exception of someone who smelled a little less human than the others, she wasn't sure if they would know who her father was. Though famous in the vampire world and of most magic users of the elements, she didn't really know much about his history other than that. He was so secretive, but she never questioned his reasons. Either way, no one really knew he was dead yet, he had told her responsibility would fall on her if he should ever perish, whatever that meant. She wondered if the other vampires would look at the vampire princess as a mutt - she then directed her thoughts towards something else.

Zuro questioned the incentive behind it all and she wondered as well, she had her agenda for wanting to go on this mission of sorts, but what were their reasons, unless perhaps the obvious? She had a serious expression on her face, thinking of all the possible outcomes. She had seen the work of the demon lord, she had watched him kill her father, hopefully these people could hold their own. She looked up at Zuro, thinking in that department, that was nothing to be worried about. The others she was not so sure, she also wasn't sure why she thought so much of this Zuro person, she didn't understand what his emotions were as of currently, she couldn't read them unlike everyone elses. For once she was quiet, lost in her own thoughts, she wondered what would happen, if they succeeded. She picked apart the situation like tearing layers of an onion. Her tail swayed back and forth as she did so, her wings twitching up and down, and her fangs showing themselves each time she bit her lip when she thought of something she didn't like. "I'm with you till the end then - for future reference, if we ever get into a situation where one needs to sacrifice themselves for the others, let it be me." She turned to the side as to not let anyone see her face. "And you all kill the fucking bastard." she said softly. So whats the plan? She thought.

"My name is Illia Chasmere." As soon as those words left the girls mouth a smirk once again appeared behind his veiled mouth, noticeable only to Illia and her ability to sense auras. Though all she would really be able to discern was that there was a change and if she was especially perceptive she would know it came directly after her last name, even this however was of no consequence to Zuro as having such a famous father she could simply infer that he had some knowledge of him. Thh reason he was smiling however was not because of the knowledge of her father, he knew now why her distasteful face earlier reminded him of the succubi slave his lord had, they were mother and daughter. In regards to the mission at hand it complicated things considering one of the now rebel group was a destined a slave for his lord meaning he would have to wait for direct orders on how to proceed. Normally this would have put him in a bad mood, but this opened up so many new possibilities.

"Lady Luck must be smiling on the two of you to have acquired two such dutiful and willing people to join you. However I will put my earlier words more bluntly. Restoring the Prince here to the throne stolen from his family would mean he would essentially get both kingdoms and their coffers seeing as the (insert second Royal Family name) Royal Family was completely disposed of. What would I get out of going along with this little cause." Zuro put it in words that any person could understand, though this was not what he truly wanted it was a convincing enough cover. "It would be best to answer quickly." he said as anyone with any kind of battle sense would notice a single lurking shadow up in the rafters of the meeting hall. Riiko should not have been so sloppy and let that last one live.

A thought came to him, about the assassin got away. Thinking about maybe letting the assassin go could work in his favor. He'd focus more inside his mind thinking about it. Another thought acrossed his mind, he's outside in the back. When the nights moon started to shine, he'd walk back into the hall. Something was off someone was staring at him, when he got back to where the others were. He act like there wasn't something near him. He'd just sit himself next to the fireplace looking around abit. There's only a few places someone could hid. He'd look around again, throwing some memos that wasn't his into the fire. He'd even throw some wood on the fire as well. Riiko wouldn't use his eyes this time, but his ears. There'd be creaking in the rafters. "I think it would be best not give my plan away. But would wolfe, and Saskia say.." He'd think to himself"

Riiko didn't think about it now, but placed his hood over his head, and the mask over his mouth. I think we should move. He thought. Another creak would be made. He'd devert his eyes toward the rafter. Still head listen one more time for the creak, it happend again. He'll just grab one as slowly as possible just to fool whoever in thinking, he was just standing still. Then a few seconds have passed, Riiko quickly throws a single knife into the rafters. A yelp of pain came from the darkness. The unkown intruder straight toward him with rage. The assassuns sword shined in the light of the fire making it easier to dodge in time. Riiko quickly turns around grabing the assassin with his left arm, he didn't want to let the assassin. So he snaked his left arm around the assassins neck. He'd have a hard grip on the assassins arm, holding it aggessively with his right hand. By being near the fire place, he'd use the flame to his advantage. He'd force the assassins hand into the fireplace. The sword hand of the assassin would burn, making the assassin drop the dagger into the fire. The assassin start to struggle to get free. The assassin's painful screams was ear shattering because of the burns he took for several minutes.. Riiko laughs bringing the hand from the fire. The fire didn't hurt because Riiko, because his hand was far enough away touching the top of the assassins hand. He'd stop holding the assassins right arm, and he'd grip back of the assassin's head. Riiko pushs back of the assassins head forcing his face against the floor. The floor was wooden knocking the assassin out.

There was a rope, Riiko alway carried on his person. It was along enough to to tie the inturder with. But for this assassin, He'd take all his weapons from him. Now it was time to tie his legs, and arms together tightly. Riiko didnt want him to get away. Some assassins had a poison at would react to his saliva, or water. This would kill him instantly, which was called suicide. This was located in the mouth. There'd be a hold, and the little capsule would be placed into the tooth, and sealed. Riiko didn't want him to kill himself. So he grabed a tool, and stuck it in the back of the assassins mouth pulling it out. It took one try to pull it out. He'd hold the tooth, looking at it. Then placing it on the table. Riiko didn't take no time in putting the assassin in a chair next to the table. He'd then tie the assassin to the chair. Riiko knew how this was going to play out, wolfe and saskia was going to ask question, and he'd have to answer them. "Shit" He'd say under his breath. This might go both ways, wolfe would force him talk, or saski would ask, maybe they'd kill him without a question.. Either way it might turn good, might now.. He'd place his head into his palm, then slowly looking at the assassin, and waiting for him to wake up.

Wolfe had sensed the presence in the rafter, but didn't care for it. If the man or woman decided to strike, each person here had or seemed to have battle experience so it wasn't like they were in danger. Though when he went to reply to Zuro a dagger was unleashed by Riiko silencing his words before they were even allowed to come from his throat. He sighed slightly moving out of the way of the intended battle of the two, and once it was finished he looked to Zuro. "What makes you think I'm the Prince? for any reason I could be a normal thief or assassin taking the name of the last of the line to sully his name or claim the riches for myself." He stated calmly; though he figured to this man it was quite obvious that he was the prince causing alittle bit of suspicion to grow even more then it had been before.

"You'll get what you deserve, if you pull your own weight you'll be compensated with the amount deemed worthy of how much you've done." He stated and crossed his arms looking to Riiko, who was dealing with another assassin, and the girl Illia. "You two will also get the amount of coin you deserve; and I suppose what ever you can gather from the corpses of the Demon Lord's servants." He stated this part with a shrug, then turning to Illia. "The plan is, well that's Saskia's department.." Though after replying to Zuro, and Illia he took into account Riiko and the assassin. He'd have to address this concern sooner or later, it wouldn't be right to just ignore the fact one of the new warriors to join them seemed to have a stalker. "Sooo, if every question has been handled accordingly.. Shall we address the assassin and his captor?" He turned to Riiko, crossing his arms. "Well now my young friend, care to explain to us why you've seemed to be stalked by assassins?" He, himself was quite curious about this; though by the looks of Riiko it wasn't to hard to figure that he was either an ex-assassin himself, or just a fool that got wrapped up with the wrong people.

Riiko looks at everyone taking a deep breath. He'd look at wolfe, then to saski, and the other two.
He open his mouth to tell them. "I guess its better to say it sooner then later. Indeed I am an Ex-assassin. When I was young around one year. My mother, and father was killed by an assassin. I was to young to recall that far. The person who saved me from a fate worst then death was Lao Gracen. She was a famous assassin in the underworld. When I got to the age of six. She taught me to be an assassin, in fourteen years. She said I was ready to kill, but my first target was a man. He said something told me that my was killed. I killed him because he didn't know anymore. I went to Lao Gracen. She told me my family was part of the assassins. They wasn't aloud to procieve a child. But they had me. They told Lao if anything happens protect the child. They killed them. Lao told me when I was ready. Someone then order Lao to die. I came to late, so i burned the house, and disappeared for a year. I'm 21 now. So I believe if i find who ever is the most powerful. I'd find the basterd that did this." Riiko placed his self in a chair, placed his face into his hands, and sighs. He'd wonder now what they'd do to him. He'd look toward wofle, and Saskia. He'd say:" I'm a half breed..."