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Introduction
The city of Illusion, abandoned by its sovereign Sera Vallencourte, has been laid to waste due to a cruel experiment of war. The game of houses had finally bested the most grand city in the Celestial Realm. During her return, after hearing of the aftermath, Sera stumbled upon a being that should not be there. It was not easy to refer to him as man, or a person; as he stood tall above all others. Vexar Marques interoduced himself to the heiress. Their encounter was not the most respectful, but her interest in his emerald companion kept her at him.
Unfortunately, he had more important business to tend to; once he realized the people of the realm caused their own destruction.
Nearly six months later he has returned; in hopes of seeing the grand city rebuilt. To his dismay, it continued to decay. He discovered small metallic life forms tunneling about. Sera had been lost in thought over the remains of her once grand city. It did not take long for her to spot him digging around for these 'shiny bastards', as he called them.
However, their second encounter grew more dark and sinister as their conversation continued. He questioned if these beings helped cause the destruction of the city. Vexar even questioned Sera's pride and faith. However, she gave him a reply that he could not believe. She told him she didn't care about this place.
For this, Vexar would put her through a test of truth; to see if she really meant what she told him. He let her choose to planeswalk with him into the unknown; or if she would stay behind and sulk in the remains of her once grand city.
Sera chose to join him... She would venture through the darkness and into another, even more, grand city. They ventured to the City of Guilds; Ravnica. What would be her reaction to planeswalking? Or, the new city? Or even... What awaited her there?
Unfortunately, he had more important business to tend to; once he realized the people of the realm caused their own destruction.
Nearly six months later he has returned; in hopes of seeing the grand city rebuilt. To his dismay, it continued to decay. He discovered small metallic life forms tunneling about. Sera had been lost in thought over the remains of her once grand city. It did not take long for her to spot him digging around for these 'shiny bastards', as he called them.
However, their second encounter grew more dark and sinister as their conversation continued. He questioned if these beings helped cause the destruction of the city. Vexar even questioned Sera's pride and faith. However, she gave him a reply that he could not believe. She told him she didn't care about this place.
For this, Vexar would put her through a test of truth; to see if she really meant what she told him. He let her choose to planeswalk with him into the unknown; or if she would stay behind and sulk in the remains of her once grand city.
Sera chose to join him... She would venture through the darkness and into another, even more, grand city. They ventured to the City of Guilds; Ravnica. What would be her reaction to planeswalking? Or, the new city? Or even... What awaited her there?
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Vexar Marques played by Vexar
The silver haired man seems to catch you out of the corner of his blue eyes. His attention doesn't stay there long as he returns his attention to what he was doing.
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The material of planes themselves, bind together in the Extra-planar realms.
26 postsRavnica, The City of Guilds
The most grand of cities across all the cosmos. Ruled by various guilds, spanning across an entire plane; if there were ever a city of all, Ravnica would be it.
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OOC Notes
She had chosen to continue on with him. His hand pulled her through the air, into a humid darkness. Sera would not be able to remember much, as the place between planes took years for him to comprehend. Yet, before them were many paths, pulsating in infinite colors. Different paths lighting up to a different pulse each time. As if the connections between the planes were alive, themselves. Sera would only remember this place in her dreams.
Vexar quickly chose a path for them to walk along. Time did not exist here so travel, that would seem to take them a day or even five minutes, would be nearly instantaneous to those on the other side of the planes.
To Sera, they had simply 'warped' or 'teleported' to the grand City of Guilds. It was only a mere blink, while Vexar had walked her by his side for almost twenty minutes. "Here we are." He spoke softly. They were in front of a large building. In fact, the were in front of one of the largest buildings within the Dimir owned region of Ravnica.
This place was, simply put, a library of all. Vexar turned to Sera as a small emerald orb rushed to his left shoulder. The orb skittered on three legs, but remained quiet, which was not normal for the little companion.
"Miss, I'm glad you chose to join me." He gave a very slight smile. Perhaps even he was humbled by the magnificence of Ravnica; or it could have been that he helped found much of what was around. Two armed guards had wandered by, and gave a curt salute to Vexar. He felt that was still un-deserved of him. "Welcome to the City of Guilds..." He stretched back. He stood just over eight feet tall. Vexar widened his arms, proud of the city. "Welcome to Ravnica."
Vexar quickly chose a path for them to walk along. Time did not exist here so travel, that would seem to take them a day or even five minutes, would be nearly instantaneous to those on the other side of the planes.
To Sera, they had simply 'warped' or 'teleported' to the grand City of Guilds. It was only a mere blink, while Vexar had walked her by his side for almost twenty minutes. "Here we are." He spoke softly. They were in front of a large building. In fact, the were in front of one of the largest buildings within the Dimir owned region of Ravnica.
This place was, simply put, a library of all. Vexar turned to Sera as a small emerald orb rushed to his left shoulder. The orb skittered on three legs, but remained quiet, which was not normal for the little companion.
"Miss, I'm glad you chose to join me." He gave a very slight smile. Perhaps even he was humbled by the magnificence of Ravnica; or it could have been that he helped found much of what was around. Two armed guards had wandered by, and gave a curt salute to Vexar. He felt that was still un-deserved of him. "Welcome to the City of Guilds..." He stretched back. He stood just over eight feet tall. Vexar widened his arms, proud of the city. "Welcome to Ravnica."
OOC Notes
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As soon as her hand was placed within his own, Sera could only blink before her surroundings changed within what appeared to be an instant. It left her breathless from shock and something stirred in the pit of her stomach as if she were to be sick from the experience.
Sera allowed herself to bend slightly at the knees so that she may rest her hands on there, leaned over in case such an event like her becoming ill were to happen soon. The woman would not even reply to her "companion" at that time as... well, what had happened was just not normal even by a Mystique's standards; a people who lived and thrived in illusionary magicks. All she could do more was to whisper something beneath her breath, "That was unexpected", and raise her eyebrows in disbelief for a short second. ”
Sera allowed herself to bend slightly at the knees so that she may rest her hands on there, leaned over in case such an event like her becoming ill were to happen soon. The woman would not even reply to her "companion" at that time as... well, what had happened was just not normal even by a Mystique's standards; a people who lived and thrived in illusionary magicks. All she could do more was to whisper something beneath her breath, "That was unexpected", and raise her eyebrows in disbelief for a short second. ”
OOC Notes
Vexar Marques only gave a small smile before he relaxed his arms from his 'grand gesture'. Not much time for us to get used to our surroundings miss. I have business to attend.
With this he gave only a slight glance over her before he turned his back. He began his ascent up the flight of stairs that led into the massive library. He had one task to finish before he would fully devote his time to the woman that chose a new fate with him.
With this he gave only a slight glance over her before he turned his back. He began his ascent up the flight of stairs that led into the massive library. He had one task to finish before he would fully devote his time to the woman that chose a new fate with him.
OOC Notes
Sera Vallencourte took in a few breaths to calm that strange, arrhythmic beating of her heart before her gaze was finally brought up to meet him... walking away. A fast glance around her, Sera knew that she could not afford to lose him, period, and next thing she knew slight panic settled in. He would not be able to tell really, but it was all more than apparent to herself which caused embarrassment; something that, in that woman, could turn out dangerously.
Sera, though, mustered up what she had to compose herself something close to her previous self and began to follow him, not as if she had no choice, but as if she were someone important enough to be escorted by this very large man. She could only hope with her vanity and pride this was able to be pulled off.
The look on her face didn't help it though as it seemed something was terribly foul in the air.
Sera, though, mustered up what she had to compose herself something close to her previous self and began to follow him, not as if she had no choice, but as if she were someone important enough to be escorted by this very large man. She could only hope with her vanity and pride this was able to be pulled off.
The look on her face didn't help it though as it seemed something was terribly foul in the air.
OOC Notes
Vexar Marques did not look back to see if Sera followed. Her strong steps against the hard tile floor echoed a message that she was.A cool wind flowed throughout the central hall of the large building.
Vexar walked at a slow pace, passing up wing after wing of different parts of the library. He was on a mission to reach the end of this vast hall. He adjusted the strap that held the large book on his back, and the staff.
"We are almost there..." He paused. "These men, you must be confident in your mind. They hear what you think as if it were you talking..." Vexar grew more confident in his step. "These sages, they like to toy with the mind. It is their life to know all... Even your deepest and most unwavering thoughts." He gave one small glance back to Sera. "If you don't feel confident enough in your own mind. I suggest you do not attempt to enter with me."
Vexar walked at a slow pace, passing up wing after wing of different parts of the library. He was on a mission to reach the end of this vast hall. He adjusted the strap that held the large book on his back, and the staff.
"We are almost there..." He paused. "These men, you must be confident in your mind. They hear what you think as if it were you talking..." Vexar grew more confident in his step. "These sages, they like to toy with the mind. It is their life to know all... Even your deepest and most unwavering thoughts." He gave one small glance back to Sera. "If you don't feel confident enough in your own mind. I suggest you do not attempt to enter with me."
OOC Notes
Sera Vallencourte angled up an edge of her lip in an amused half smile. Not confident? She was one of the few to actually resist an Altering, so Sera knew that she was strong in mind. "My eyes... are not gold flaked for no reason..." The statement was made as if he would know precisely what she was speaking of, though, if he did or not it mattered nothing to her. But with the tone that she has used while admitting this truthfully, suggested highly that it was something to boast upon.
"I am not afraid."
Casting those cobalt eyes up to Vexar's tall frame, it was almost a dare for him to contrast what she had said. Her gaze though would drop down to somewhere along his jaw for what seemed a long moment, and finally coming to rest before her again; their destination perhaps?
"I am not afraid."
Casting those cobalt eyes up to Vexar's tall frame, it was almost a dare for him to contrast what she had said. Her gaze though would drop down to somewhere along his jaw for what seemed a long moment, and finally coming to rest before her again; their destination perhaps?
OOC Notes
Vexar Marques gave only a smirk to her response. He had much to say, but for her safety he would rather her confidence stay boosted.
They entered an open chamber that seemed to reach up into the heights of the city. There, three men stood. They were even taller than Vexar. He gave a slight bow, and they responded with a modest nod. This was more respect than most Filigree would give anyone.
Their enlongated heads tilted at the new arrival. Vexar did nothing to stop them from attempting to probe Sera. Yet, he still managed to distract their attention by unhooking the large book from his back. He laid it on a large table in the center of the chamber.
His body language suggested that he were in deep conversation with them. And, theirs suggested the same back to him.
But, these sages liked to toy with the mind. And, with Vexar distracted; would they be tempted to reach into Sera's?
They entered an open chamber that seemed to reach up into the heights of the city. There, three men stood. They were even taller than Vexar. He gave a slight bow, and they responded with a modest nod. This was more respect than most Filigree would give anyone.
Their enlongated heads tilted at the new arrival. Vexar did nothing to stop them from attempting to probe Sera. Yet, he still managed to distract their attention by unhooking the large book from his back. He laid it on a large table in the center of the chamber.
His body language suggested that he were in deep conversation with them. And, theirs suggested the same back to him.
But, these sages liked to toy with the mind. And, with Vexar distracted; would they be tempted to reach into Sera's?
OOC Notes
Sera Vallencourte had stopped dead in her tracks as soon as the strange creatures has taken interest in her. Not only had she never seen anything of the making of these beings but a strange tug at her mind was being made which Sera did not like at all. A challenging look had been shot to those before her and Vexar, brow drawn downward in dislike.
The woman dumped all forethought in her mind though, filling it with ridiculous nonsense such as making fun of Vexar's appearance and critiquing it cruelly, yet humorously as well as her surroundings. Maybe if they had thought her just a silly woman with no secrets to hide, these "men" would not venture too far into her recesses.
Though in the back of her mind, through all her defenses, a small voice was pleading for them to not discover that hurt which left Sera fractured. Bragnus.
The woman dumped all forethought in her mind though, filling it with ridiculous nonsense such as making fun of Vexar's appearance and critiquing it cruelly, yet humorously as well as her surroundings. Maybe if they had thought her just a silly woman with no secrets to hide, these "men" would not venture too far into her recesses.
Though in the back of her mind, through all her defenses, a small voice was pleading for them to not discover that hurt which left Sera fractured. Bragnus.
OOC Notes
Vexar Marques stepped back as two of the five stepped forward. Their figures lingered as if floating in a path toward Sera.
He dropped his hands and the unspoken conversation. His words echoed throughout the chamber. "I brought you here to study the books of worlds..." This did not cause any of the figures to hesitate. Instead the last three attempted to stride past him.
Vexar reached for the staff on his back. A click resounded from it as he unsnapped it from its binding. The clear orb floating in the center, at the top, of the staff began to dimly turn blue.
He slowly brought the staff in front of him. "I give you your final warning. I will not take your lives... But, your very knowledge will be lost without trace..." His voice was low, a tone not heard by Sera. It was of madness, of seething hatred.
He dropped his hands and the unspoken conversation. His words echoed throughout the chamber. "I brought you here to study the books of worlds..." This did not cause any of the figures to hesitate. Instead the last three attempted to stride past him.
Vexar reached for the staff on his back. A click resounded from it as he unsnapped it from its binding. The clear orb floating in the center, at the top, of the staff began to dimly turn blue.
He slowly brought the staff in front of him. "I give you your final warning. I will not take your lives... But, your very knowledge will be lost without trace..." His voice was low, a tone not heard by Sera. It was of madness, of seething hatred.
OOC Notes
Sera Vallencourte closed her eyes as a single tear puddled and then slid past the grasp of her lashes. The echo it made upon the floor was more than deafening to Sera while she remained standing there with head bowed toward the floor. Lost in memory she became... and so very alone.
'Don't do it Samaire... you cannot do this. How can you kill your own father? For a game?' The silent words to herself were spoken as the long knife's point was driven into Bragnus's heart. Shock stuck upon his face as he fell to the floor, dragging his killer's disguise away from their face. A sorrow that Sera had never before seen duplicated was at that moment forever seared into her mind; only her's being greater.
Forgive me...
Then as if it were clear as daylight, Sera could feel the Enclave's hands grasping her arms to shake sense into her, taking her away to safety as their most valuable assassin.
'Don't do it Samaire... you cannot do this. How can you kill your own father? For a game?' The silent words to herself were spoken as the long knife's point was driven into Bragnus's heart. Shock stuck upon his face as he fell to the floor, dragging his killer's disguise away from their face. A sorrow that Sera had never before seen duplicated was at that moment forever seared into her mind; only her's being greater.
Forgive me...
Then as if it were clear as daylight, Sera could feel the Enclave's hands grasping her arms to shake sense into her, taking her away to safety as their most valuable assassin.
OOC Notes
Vexar Marques closed his eyes. A single ping on the floor echoed as his staff tapped it. The orb at the end glowed brightly. He would take the memories of everyone in this chamber. Even Sera's if only a short while. She was his concern, he did not want her to remember faltering to such a menace.
The sages fell into a pool of metal and artifact. Their memories erasing away the very thoughts that kept them bound together. This would be worse than death for a Filigree sage, left to exist until they could re-create what they once were.
The light slowly grew dim as the last of the sages melted away. "So much for getting this book figured out..." His voice was still low. Vexar was highly dissapointed in Sera. He slowly strode forward and strapped his staff, and book.
The sages fell into a pool of metal and artifact. Their memories erasing away the very thoughts that kept them bound together. This would be worse than death for a Filigree sage, left to exist until they could re-create what they once were.
The light slowly grew dim as the last of the sages melted away. "So much for getting this book figured out..." His voice was still low. Vexar was highly dissapointed in Sera. He slowly strode forward and strapped his staff, and book.
OOC Notes
Sera Vallencourte jumped slightly and became unbalanced to where a single step was taken forward lest she not move and fall. Composing herself quickly as was reflex, the woman arched a brow and took in her surroundings. "...Odd... I could have sworn..." Fingertips rose to trail along her lips slowly in thought before she turned towards Vexar with a question in those speckled orbs. But as another female's presence was noted in the room, Sera's vanity kicked back into full gear.
Sera stood there with raised expression and eyes moving calculatingly between the two beings left behind in the room.
Sera stood there with raised expression and eyes moving calculatingly between the two beings left behind in the room.
OOC Notes
Vexar Marques grimaced at the joke Rozwell had made. "This was a sad thing." He shook his head in dissaproval of his young apprentice. "They could become good..." Vexar glanced at the puddles on the ground, slowly absorbing into the tile and muttered "They still can."
The last remark was only to reassure himself. "You are not ready for the vault if that is how you feel."
Vexar's eyes, not hidden by his shades, shifted back to Sera. "We now have yet another step in front of us." He took a step toward her. "It would seem you also have much to learn. "
His next words were calculated, a response to trigger admission from Sera. "I know you still care, so you must still have some faith for your people and your land." He paused. "I know you felt forced to lie to me." The evidence of a tear was still on her cheek; and glistened as if a tell tale proof that she still had a heart for the Celestial Realm.
The last remark was only to reassure himself. "You are not ready for the vault if that is how you feel."
Vexar's eyes, not hidden by his shades, shifted back to Sera. "We now have yet another step in front of us." He took a step toward her. "It would seem you also have much to learn. "
His next words were calculated, a response to trigger admission from Sera. "I know you still care, so you must still have some faith for your people and your land." He paused. "I know you felt forced to lie to me." The evidence of a tear was still on her cheek; and glistened as if a tell tale proof that she still had a heart for the Celestial Realm.
OOC Notes
Rozwell Marques caught her breath when Vexar scolded her for the joke. She looked down to the floor as if to say 'Forgive me' to her tutor. She walked towards the two to get a better undertsanding of what had just happened, and to understand who this woman was.
OOC Notes
Sera Vallencourte leaned her weight to the right, placing her hand upon her hip uncaringly while she tried to interpret what Vexar was saying to her. People? Her land? What was that all supposed to mean? But Sera decided to not make herself look like a fool and play along with the conversation. "Indeed, forgive the lie and let us carry on then."
An unsure, and revealing glance was directed towards Vexar before she shifted it quickly away from him to the woman. "I suppose I should introduce myself since you seem to know him as well..." Sera's lips moved to do just that very thing, but found herself tongue tied and unable to do so.
Sera couldn't even remember her own name.
An unsure, and revealing glance was directed towards Vexar before she shifted it quickly away from him to the woman. "I suppose I should introduce myself since you seem to know him as well..." Sera's lips moved to do just that very thing, but found herself tongue tied and unable to do so.
Sera couldn't even remember her own name.
OOC Notes
Vexar Marques watched Sera carefully. He had taken too much. Indeed he had to use a powerful psionic attack. But, he tried so hard to protect her. "Sera." He spoke up softly. He was unsure of how to continue on the conversation... As he knew the visions of planes walking would come to her in her sleep. But, what of past memories?
He was lost in the confusions of what he would be able to do for her. For when memories were taken, there was no easy task to get them back.
Vexar's eyes wandered back to Rozwell. "This is my apprentice, Rozwell." He paused, still studying Sera. He could imagine the change would be better for him. Yet, he had no idea where it could bring her; if she even wanted to remember.
He was lost in the confusions of what he would be able to do for her. For when memories were taken, there was no easy task to get them back.
Vexar's eyes wandered back to Rozwell. "This is my apprentice, Rozwell." He paused, still studying Sera. He could imagine the change would be better for him. Yet, he had no idea where it could bring her; if she even wanted to remember.
OOC Notes
Rozwell Marques gave a slight bow to the woman, while looking into Her ever so slightly for the information she needed.
"It is a pleasure to meet you~" She spoke softly as she stood straight again. She then silently spoke to Vexar, asking questions, and hoping she could be of use from all of the studying she did while he was absent.
"It is a pleasure to meet you~" She spoke softly as she stood straight again. She then silently spoke to Vexar, asking questions, and hoping she could be of use from all of the studying she did while he was absent.
OOC Notes
Sera Vallencourte took in a deep breath, "Sera...?" The syllables were quiet and meant for her own ears solely. The first time perhaps that Vexar would have heard her soft spoken, instead of using that commanding and almost demeaning tone of hers. Sera had also watched the woman bow down to her and this left a sort of satisfaction in Sera, though... it as uncomfortable and strange even when perfectly acceptable.
"Well... I suppose that the next question to be asked is where are we heading." Sera was watching the two, that woman speaking to Vexar so personally, stroking further her ego against women especially. It didn't even bother her to so rudely interrupt her either, as it felt natural for anything she had to say was far more important. If only Vexar could have made her forget her pride, or perhaps it was so grand now, that trait was embedded into her very being.
"Well... I suppose that the next question to be asked is where are we heading." Sera was watching the two, that woman speaking to Vexar so personally, stroking further her ego against women especially. It didn't even bother her to so rudely interrupt her either, as it felt natural for anything she had to say was far more important. If only Vexar could have made her forget her pride, or perhaps it was so grand now, that trait was embedded into her very being.
OOC Notes
Vexar Marques seemed too lost in though to answer at first. He knew the book was of importance, and so was getting a new council of sages. Yet, he did not know where to go for loss of memory.
"I believe that will be left up to fate..." He spoke, eying Sera before turning his full attention to Rozwell. "If you've come across anything in your recent studies..." He trailed off as if she should know the rest of his question or statement.
"I believe that will be left up to fate..." He spoke, eying Sera before turning his full attention to Rozwell. "If you've come across anything in your recent studies..." He trailed off as if she should know the rest of his question or statement.
OOC Notes
Sera Vallencourte seemed to shrug at the two of them before turning her back completely to peer at nothing really. The woman had turned inwards into herself, trying to grasp at memories like catching sand with a fish net. A few were remembered, those more so not traumatizing to Sera.
Tilting her head slightly to the side, she raised a single finger with thumb extended as well... then stared for the longest time. It had been awhile since it was last used, but being in this strange place... there just might be the need to use Altering again. Sera's index finger glowed a red before she relaxed the hand to her side. Maybe not... only time would tell.
Tilting her head slightly to the side, she raised a single finger with thumb extended as well... then stared for the longest time. It had been awhile since it was last used, but being in this strange place... there just might be the need to use Altering again. Sera's index finger glowed a red before she relaxed the hand to her side. Maybe not... only time would tell.
OOC Notes
Vexar Marques dismissed Rozwell's notion. They were in a library of all, yet this place could be of no help to them. He would instead try to surround Sera by something she is more familiar with. "Miss Vallencourte, we should head over to the Orzhov district... I believe we could find more for you there."
The Orzhov were capitalist, politicians of all, they believed power was everything. With this, Vexar strode forward, heading out of the chamber. The steel on his boots clacking against the floor as he picked up his pace.
The Orzhov were capitalist, politicians of all, they believed power was everything. With this, Vexar strode forward, heading out of the chamber. The steel on his boots clacking against the floor as he picked up his pace.
OOC Notes
Rozwell Marques crossed her arms and huffed as Vexar ruined her chance to try a new technique. She then pondered going with them to the Orzhov.. She had a strong dislike for them ever since she had been introduced to them by Vexar.
"Greedy bastards.."~ She muttered under her breath. She turned to Vexar, watching him leave the room. She sighed, as she began to follow after him, her long tail swaying with each step behind her.
"Greedy bastards.."~ She muttered under her breath. She turned to Vexar, watching him leave the room. She sighed, as she began to follow after him, her long tail swaying with each step behind her.
OOC Notes
Sera Vallencourte turned to Vexar as if by reflex as he called her name though it was not a conscious thought that it had been her surname. If one cut a chicken's head off, it still knew how to run even if it was not being told to do so.
Sera followed after the two, more so paying attention to her surroundings and cataloging each footstep with great detail. Crossing her arms beneath her bust, Sera remained silent echoing the footsteps behind Vexar and Rozwell with her soft leather boots. Her silence would only be broken every now and then with a low noise elicited in back of her thin throat; thoughts ever roaming aimlessly.
Sera followed after the two, more so paying attention to her surroundings and cataloging each footstep with great detail. Crossing her arms beneath her bust, Sera remained silent echoing the footsteps behind Vexar and Rozwell with her soft leather boots. Her silence would only be broken every now and then with a low noise elicited in back of her thin throat; thoughts ever roaming aimlessly.
OOC Notes
Vexar Marques would have chosen to call the nearly thirty minute trip to the entrance of the Orzhov district, awkward. Many people welcomed him in the Dimir district. Yet, he had to fight to be allowed back into the Orzhov district without them illiciting some sort of payment from him and the two that were with him.
It was only when an Orzhov Pontiff called out for him, that he was allowed in with the companions. "Ah, young Brhodof!" He made haste towards the man that was tall and slender as he.
"The only face I welcome in this capitalist hell."
It was only when an Orzhov Pontiff called out for him, that he was allowed in with the companions. "Ah, young Brhodof!" He made haste towards the man that was tall and slender as he.
"The only face I welcome in this capitalist hell."
OOC Notes
Rozwell Marques followed closely behind Vexar as she normally did, surveying her surroundings of the grand city they traveled through. She walked lightly on her toes as she traveled without any footwear, as to let her feet react naturally to the cobblestone streets. Once they had arrived to the Orzhov District there seemed to be many fees they would have to pay to proceed any further. Rozwell sighed in relief once Vexar had met the one person he seemed to trust in the entire District. She followed after him, not wanting to get separated here.
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