Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

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The Kingdom of Fenarin is under threat from a demonic horde that wishes to dominate the world, the only thing that might stand in their way is a few heroes and one Outlaw from the Kingdom of Grimes.

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Introduction

The Kingdom of Fenarin, a lush and large country with a large lake near the center of it all, rivers that run through the land to keep water afresh, and a grand capitol. The Royal family had ruled the land for many long and prosperous years. The Kingdom has food, wealth, and a secret that only those who are connected to the royal family know. That secret attracts trouble, loads of trouble. Sometimes it's under threat from a foreign kingdom or a nomadic barbarian horde trying to get the secret. It's not gold. It's not jewels. It's something that has been hidden for thousands of years.

This time, the Kingdom gets more then what it bargained for when demons start to burst out of the earth. Now most parts of the world of Terra has it's monsters. From Dragons to gorgons and wild Pegasi. However, No one had ever seen a demon in a very long time. The Demons want the Kingdom's secret. They'll stop at nothing to get it. They might even kidnap a member of the royal family.

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The small, yet powerful Kingdom of Grimes has had civil wars reigning through it for generations. It's new Monarch, The Queen of Grimes, had decided to try and stop all civil war and pain through a passing of one simple law that she later realized was the most horrible solution; the law that stopped all practice of Magic within the kingdom. A purge was enacted to enforce the law, though according to the legend, one lone magi, dubbed by the populace as the Demon of Grimes due to his fiery red eyes when his magic activated, escaped from the Kingdom and sought to find a new place to find peace.

However, he won't find it with agents from Grimes and bounty hunters on his trail...

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The Kingdom of Fenarin needs aid and fast. With the demon problem starting to grow it sends representatives all throughout the world to seek out anyone willing to help. From knights to bandits and from fighters to brawlers in a bar. The question now is, where do you stand, will you save Fenarin, AND all of Terra in the process, or destroy it with the demons?

The choice is yours.

Cast:

The Princess of Fenarin: Taken by Crybloodtears.

The Magi Outlaw AKA the Demon of Grimes: Taken By Negative Bowser

The Queen of Grimes: Taken by Demented Tiger

Main Villain: Taken By freemixer25

The Secret of Fenarin: Taken by Firewind

Other (any Character you think this RP needs): Open


Now for the Character Skelly.

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[b]Race:[/b] ( Human, elf, dwarf, or a Demon (Probably gonna limit the demons a bit... Who knows?))

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Rules are simple.

1. No Godmodding

2. me and Negative Bowser are Co GM

3. Post often. If you cant post for a long time just let me or NB know. (And please try be a bit neat and literate)

4a. Romance is okay. Don't go overboard though! Keep it up to kissing, if you wanna go crazy go to PM

4b. Have Fun. :D

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The state of the Kingdom of Fenarin looked bleak, with nightly attacks on several villages by monsters or demons, there are also rumors floating about of the Demon of Grimes, magi outlaw extraordinaire, himself wandering the land of Fenarin, looking for a place to rest and be at peace. The Capitol city at the center of it, with it's tall castle towers looking over the lake, waited expecting for the eventual return of either the Crown prince of Fenarin, the elder brother of Princess Azalia, to return, whilst the stress of the demon problems have taken a toll on their Father, King Raziel Finaliel, causing him to take to his bed and lie there feeling weakened from the affairs of the kingdom.

The King looked out his bedside window and upon the bright expansive lake near the grand city his forefathers helped make, he slowly pondered what final instruction he should give should he passed away, he turned to his bookcase in thought. Eventually he spoke, "I must tell Azalia about what the demons may be after. She must know what to do if she feels unsafe upon my departure." He stated as he took to his pen and write upon it. A guard from watching the wall came to him whilst he was writing this vital note.

"Your Majesty, there is a rumor floating around that the Queen of Grimes is coming to speak with you. No doubt in worry of her own people about this demon issu-" the guard stated before Raziel flicked his wrist at him.

"Tarwethial will have to talk to Azalia or someone else then, I fear my time will be up and I fear my son Zianro dead." The King said before continuing to write his message. "There, that's alright, she must know about what lies beyond the throne room, and what is within it." Raziel of Fenarin then started to cough up a storm and tiredly lie down to rest from the work he'd been doing.

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What the King meant of what was beyond the throne room was that if one should pull a lever hidden in the King's throne, a secret passage would open up. The passage would lead whomever found it down through a long winding path into a hidden Ancient Temple. At the center of an altar surrounded by water a large crystal about as massive as a horse, was situated upon it. No one knows how or where the Crystal's origins were, but rumors say that a weapon used by the Gods rests somewhere within the heart of the crystal.

The Crystal itself seemed to be glowing as if it too, knew of the demonic plague of Fenarin. It glowed and dimmed every now and again as if the crystal was a beating heart, trying to keep something precious inside it intact. If whatever lies inside that crystal ever fell into the wrong hands, Fenarin and all of Terra, would be in mortal peril. This crystal was the driving force of many a conflict upon the land of Fenarin, but if it's true that a weapon of Gods rest in it, it would have a mind of it's own and would want to just be left alone, like the mysterious Demon of Grimes.

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Character Portrait: Azalia Raeche Finaliel

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Azalia strode down the corridor, her footsteps echoing with every beat against the stone floor. Clearly, she had a destination in mind as she ignored the servants who turned to watch their Princess pass them. The beautiful blonde royal was obviously not impressed about something but retained her rather calm exterior easily.

She had been in the library when her maidservant had come upon her, telling the Princess that her brother, the Prince, Zianro was still absent. This had been a daily occurrence, as she worried for her brother's safety, of the darker haired older woman coming to keep her updated. Wherever she was. No matter the time. Azalia was adamant that she be continuously aware of the goings ons in the castle.

Speaking of her maidservant, Daelis came around the corner and stopped short at the sight of the younger girl before racing after her. " Princess, what are you doing?!" It was obvious enough as the Elven Royal barely glanced at Daelis. " You should have already figured the answer to that, Daelis," she stated, her tone cool as a flicker of annoyance flashed across her green eyes.

" B-but His Majesty is resting!" The raven haired woman called as Azalia sped up and left her behind, letting out a sigh as she turned to a nearby guard to ask him to take the small basket she held before following the determined young woman. Clearly, the Princess wasn't in the mood to be obedient.

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Character Portrait: Llyia Character Portrait: Daemon Syrill

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Rich smells filled her nostrils as she slowly rose up from the darkness in the earths crust. Keeping her eyes shut, she breathed deeply taking in all of the scents. Elven blood... and human blood, she thought to herself. She let her magic take her forward and down until her heavily armored feet landed softly on the ground. Only then did she open her blood red eyes. She let her hands come down to her sides where they rested on each blade on her hips. A deep thrumming filled her, a sense of power resonating all through the land. Llyia shifted slightly, trying to discern from where the power was coming from.

She moved forward slowly, stepping carefully and silently. Her sense took a moment to adjust to all of the new smells and feelings that flooded her. Once she got it all under control, though, she was moving faster across the open grass land towards a large expanse of trees. She could tell there was life inside the forests. Llyia followed the trail of power. The demon could feel the power all around her, making it difficult to keep going straight. It wasn't long before she was inside the forest. Here she slowed her advance and took in the new smells of the trees and life around her.

Moving deeper into the woods she could feel the power around her strengthening. Something or someone near her was filled with energy, energy that she could almost taste. It smelt sweet, inviting and her heart thrummed with the feeling. The demon moved towards it, silently stalking whatever it was that she'd picked up on. Soon after she heard sounds in the trees, people moving. She'd pin pointed the source of the strength, and it belonged to a human. Her eyes widened slightly in anticipation. One hand gripped the hilt of her sword while the other extended and her hell fire swirled around her fingers creating an reddish orange light that sparked from her hand.

The sounds ahead of her grew louder and she found herself facing a young man who stopped dead in his tracks. He looked up at her as he was on a lower slope than her. Llyia eyed the human as he eyed her. His green cloths were vibrant and attracted her gaze. His hand slowly stretched out and the feeling of power erupted around him. A moment after, the human held a glass scythe that was twice his size.

To the demon's utter surprise, the human smiled at her. It wasn't a kind smile, but one that held calm and determination. One eyebrow came down in her confusion. He wasn't intimidated by her in the least, no scent of fear came off of him. Nor did he move to attack her, simply watching her with his smile and the scythe held behind him. They stared at each other for some time.

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Anicetus is standing in the market of a small Village where the residents are sleeping, unaware of the impending doom they will soon be awoken to. "What fools, leaving their little village vulnerable at night." Anicetus raises his hand and flames spiral up his arm and gather in his hand. With a flash, a massive sword with a bone like hilt and a skull at the center of the Cross-Guard, A large black blade extends from the skull who's mouth hangs open forever frozen in a soundless scream. He spins his blade once and rests it on his shoulder and he raises his free hand where more flames begin to gather. "With the fires of hell i will destroy this village."

Anicetus slams his open palm down on the ground and flames expand outwards setting surrounding buildings on fire, burning the ground beneath the Demon Lord's feet black. A man runs out of a house wielding a sword, before the man can get close a small, all black, hunched over figure jumps on his back and twists his neck. When the Body of the man falls on the ground the creature looks up at Anicetus with red eyes and horns pointing forward. "Go minions, leave nothing alive!" With that command an swarm of demons surge forth and enter the burning homes and soon the screams are amplified.

By sunrise the entire village has been burned to the ground and Anicetus is sitting on a pile of skulls and bones. The smaller demons are running around destroying anything that can be destroyed. "Young Demons are so active and destroy anything... was i ever that carefree?" The Demon Lord muses to himself.

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Prince Zianro, on a mission to destroy the Demon Lord and save the world, tracked Anicetus to the Village but arrived to late to stop the destruction. The Prince of Fenarin makes his way to the outskirts of the village and sees the lesser demon running amok. The demons see the Prince and the run to attack and devour his soul, but the prince draws a rapier with a brilliant white blade with a ruby set in the hand guard. With fluid movements the prince cuts each of the lesser demons down and their bodies shrivel up and fade away. "The Demon Lord must have been here..." Prince Zianro walks into the ruins of the village and spots Anicetus sitting on a pile of bones as if they were a throne. "Vile monster! How could you do this?"

The Demon Lord looks up and stares at the Prince, his eyes glowing red underneath his helmet. "How? What a stupid question." Anicetus stands up and a crowd of demons have surrounded to watch what would happen. Prince Zianro points his Saber at the Demon Lord. "I am Prince of Fenarin, and i will strike you down and be the greatest King this land has seen!" Anicetus chuckles at the statement. "You think you can stand against me? Foolish little elf. You stand before the King of hell, what hope do you possibly have of winning?" Anicetus pick up his sword which was stabbed into the ground. "No mere mortal can stand against me." The lesser Demons are cheering, awaiting the carnage that is to come.

"Have at you!" Yells the Prince as he charges. Anicetus side steps and grabs the prince by the face and lifts him off the ground. "Only one has ever been able to hurt me, my prince. Only one has made me retreat to lick my wounds. You are not him so you death will be quick." The Prince tries to break free but the grip is unyielding. "Souls of the Royal tend to be...delicious." Anicetus looks at the Prince's sword. "I will return this magnificent sword to your family.... or keep it for myself." With that the Demon Lord swings his demonic sword and severs the prince's head from his body. A White mist raises from the body and seems to be getting sucked in by Anicetus. Anicetus picks up the sword and the scabbard and gives it to one of the lesser demons. "If that gets lost or worse you will die a most gruesome death. Now... let us continue on our conquest."

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Character Portrait: Llyia Character Portrait: Daemon Syrill

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"You are different," Daemon's voice was soft as he spoke to the demon standing above him. The only thing that told him of her heritage were her blood red eyes that seemed to glow with the fires of hell. She didn't move, her gaze narrowing at him. Nor did she speak after him. He stood still, watching her carefully. Her armor was a brilliant silver color, many of the edges were sharped to give her a more intimidating appeal. Her white hair tumbled around her shoulders, blowing in the light wind that caressed the trees around them.

He had been making his way through the forest, trying to get to the other side and to the village beyond. From there he had wished to head to the capital city after buying a horse and supplies. Daemon wasn't sure if the King had heard news about the attacks yet, but he needed to find out exactly what was going on. He had felt as if something were watching him, so he'd turned to find out who it was. He had half hoped to find another human or elf to help him along his way. Instead he'd run into a demon. A pretty one too, he thought, then shook his head. She was still a demon and could kill him easily if given the chance. Except, that was the problem. She'd had the chance and she hadn't done a thing. Still she stood there, eyeing him uncertainly.

"Normally by now, I'd been burnt to a crisp. Yet you stand there, doing nothing. What is it you're thinking?"

Still no answer came to him as she watched him. She seemed tense, almost like she was waiting for him to do something. He wondered what she would do. The other oddity was she was alone, no other demons were with her. Daemon swept the area around them quickly, searching the brush in case he had missed something. All he saw were brown trees, lively green bushes and flowers all darkened in color by the lack of sunlight. Nothing else moved aside from the air. His fingers curled tightly around the glass shaft of his weapon, every muscle tensing. If she wasn't going to kill him, then he wasn't going to waste anymore time. A demon was a demon.

Then, she looked away from him sharply. Her eyes shifted to a fro as if she were looking for something. It was as if she'd completely forgotten about him. What ever it was that had gotten her attention, Daemon took the opportunity. He lunged forward, the scythe swiping down in a deadly strike. In one motion the demon turned to look at him, her eyes narrowed in anger, and her weapon collided with his. The sword scraped down the curve of the scythe, twisted slightly and threw it away from her harmlessly. Daemon stumbled forward from his momentum. He twisted awkwardly, keeping his scythe in front of him to catch a direct hit from both her swords. The demon's attack knocked him off balance and he fell flat on his back, the wind knocked from his lungs. A moment later and he found it hard to breath as she put a heavily armored boot on top of his chest and leveled her sword against his throat. Her lips curved into a slight smile.

Daemon struggled against her heavy weight, pushing at her foot that wouldn't budge. In a desperate attempt he reached for his scythe that lay a few feet from him. He snatched the weapon up and thrust it at her. The demon knocked it away again, an angry snarl following the attack. She brought her blade down, but stopped and looked away from him once more. Her red eyes held a hint of knowledge and... fear? She removed her boot from his chest and he coughed, able to breath properly once again. He watched as she backed away from him slowly, her gaze elsewhere. Daemon moved to lean on his arm, still sprawled across the ground.

Finally she looked at him, "He can have you," she whispered coldly and then disappeared into the darkness of the forest. An eyebrow raised at her short statement.

" 'He can have you'? What does that mean?" He got to his feet and brushed off the dirt and leaves that had made their way onto his clothing. A short wave of his hand and his weapon faded away. Daemon continued on his way to the village that he knew was close by, but as he left the tree line, smoke billowed in clouds on the horizon. The place he'd wished to get to had been set ablaze.

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Tarwethial wasn't pleased. Her ears were pricked up high and pulled tightly against her head. She paced back and forth around the antechamber to Fenarin's throne room. She was growing impatient.

"Where is Fenarin?" she demanded to no one in particular. "Where is King Raziel? I've been waiting for him for hours, and I have yet to hear if he has so much agreed to grant me an audience."

"Relax, your Highness," Marielle said, idly picking at her fingernails with a knife. "Maybe he's not feeling well. Or he slept in. I'm sure he has a good excuse."

"Excuse?" snorted Tarwethial, her ears pricking up in rage. "His people are dying. There are creatures straight out of nightmares ravaging his kingdom - "

"Well, there you have it. He's consulting his advisors on how to deal with the monster problem."

"Well if he doesn't get his act together, they'll become Grimes' problem too. And the only assurance policy my kingdom has, should the worst happen, is hiding somewhere in Fenarin. I need the Demon. But I don't want all the hastles that come with him seeking asylum in a foreign court, especially if he has somehow managed to gain the favor of the King."

"I understand, your highness," Marielle said, in her annoyingly laid back tone. "But stomping around with your ears all stiff isn't going to get you a response any faster. Sit back. Relax. We've had a long journey, and we should take some time to get some rest."

"The sooner we get the Demon, the sooner Grimes can begin preparations against the creatures ravaging Fenarin."

Marielle sighed, and put her dagger away. She wasn't getting paid enough for this. On the upside, Tarwethial was a strong fighter and a survival-wise travel companion, but she sure was an up-tight, nervious little bitch.

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Character Portrait: Azalia Raeche Finaliel Character Portrait: Tarwethial Goldenblossom Character Portrait: Marielle Silverstar

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The Captain of King Raziel's guard in the castle walked into the Antechamber where Tarwethial and Marielle have been adjacent to the throne room. He looked at the pair of elven women with some grave look in his eyes. "The King grants your audience, but you must take up the matter with his daughter, the King has become ill through the stresses of the Kingdom's current state. With Crown Prince Zianro still missing and the King possibly closing in on death, we fear we need a miracle to help us with the demons." the Captain states. "The King will send his Daughter to the throne room once he has given her some form of instruction on a private issue."

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King Raziel looked at his daughter walking in his bedchamber with a somewhat non-impressed look and nods his head gravely. "I take it you now have figured out the nature of the family secret?" He asked with a cough interrupting him after it. "The place is here, in the castle, behind my throne. Long have I debated about this Azalia. Now I've come to a full decision on the matter. You will go, and follow these instructions," He took his note and handed it to her, which read the following.

"Go to the throne room and activate a secret switch on the right armrest, that will open the way to the Hidden temple. Once you get there approach the crystal in the altar and wish and plead for aid, That will eventually stir the being inside of the Crystal and reawaken it. Do not let it fall into the wrong hands. I'm counting on you Azalia, Your Father."

Raziel then coughs once again. "Now, go to the throne room, speak with the Queen of Grimes for she is worried as much as I am about this matter. You can tell her what you plan to do... or not, it's all up to you Azalia. Save the kingdom and the world for my sake. I leave this task to you."

The King then rests his head to rest again from the strain of the situation. "Remember that no matter where I am or where your future goes my daughter, I will always love you."

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Character Portrait: Azalia Raeche Finaliel Character Portrait: Tarwethial Goldenblossom

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" Yes, father."

Princess Azalia bowed her head slightly to her father, the King, before raising it and allowing her piercing eyes to settle upon his weak form. She took a few more steps closer to come to his bedside and accepted the note, skimming over it quickly. " Am I to show the Queen of Grimes?" She asked bluntly, her green orbs showing her confusion at Raziel's words. But her question was answered quickly and her interruption forgotten.

" You can tell her what you plan to do... or not, it's all up to you Azalia. Save the kingdom and the world for my sake. I leave this task to you."

She knelt on the ground, placing her hands around one of her fathers. " Father?" She asked, her calm giving way to the storm within. Worry surfaced as she gripped his hand tightly and Raziel laid back against the pillows, Azalia wondering if the end was even nearer for him this very day. She refused to say her farewell's, she hadn't with Zianro either, and would not take this as his end.

" I will speak with the Queen for you," she finally stated after a few moments, giving one more squeeze of his hand before kissing it lightly and letting go, and standing up again. " I shall do whatever I can to achieve the goals you have set before me."

With these few short words, Princess Azalia Finaliel of Finarin turned and walked back to the door before glancing back at her father's still form. " I love you," she murmured softly, so quiet as a tear ran down her cheek. This small betrayal of her now calm expression was wiped from her skin before she exited the room and strode meaningfully toward the throne room. She had a, most likely, frustrated Queen to placate.

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The large double doors opened as she drew closer and quickly passed through them, continuing until she reached the throne itself. Her eyes glanced behind it, searching the armrests for the secret switch her father's note spoke of. The note of which she still held in her hand. The Princess turned a few moments later, standing off on the one side and with her hand seemingly upon the armrest for strength, to look at the empty room and the large doors through which the Queen of Grimes was currently being brought through.

" Tarwethial Goldenblossom, your highness," a counsellor, who stood against the wall, stated as she made no sound. He appeared anxious before he continued his introduction, " The Queen of Grimes." He turned to the pale haired woman whose name he had just said and motioned to Azalia, " Her royal highness, Princess Azalia Finaliel of--" He was cut off as the Princess waved her free hand, note clutched tightly, in annoyance. " Yes, Rorin, we know each other's names already. Be silent or leave us." Her tone was sharp and commanding, not in the mood for the formalities as she stared at Tarwethial. The councillor, Rorin, bowed his head as his anxious eyes became more worried; Azalia never spoke to anyone like she had just done so.

" Your majesty," the Princess stated, tilting her head in respect toward the woman. " I apologize for the delay but my father is unwell and thus unable to speak with you. However," her green eyes were piercing as she stared over at the Queen. " I have been appointed by the King to take his place. Now," it appeared the woman was still anxious, " he has given me some instructions as to something that may help. Shall we find this weapon?" She wasn't even certain that was what it was but she knew that was how her father had seemed to write it; something that could be a weapon.

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The sounds of rustling woke Saxton up and he opened his eyes to see to bandits looking through his stuff. “If you know what is good you will walk away slowly and let me sleep in peace” The bandits laughed and one of them pulled out a knife and put it against Saxton’s neck and laughed some more “Sir do you know who we are?” Saxton stared at the knife as it melt and his eyes glowed red “No but you should know who I am.” The other Bandit threw a bucket of water onto Saxton “We know your face you are the Demon of Grimes aren’t you? You are very famous around these parts and we will be even more famous when the world knows we killed the Demon of Grimes we will be the most feared hu…” The Bandit burst into flames and was turned into ash in seconds then the other bandit was burnt to death as well. “Another couple of fools trying to become famous” Saxton got up and put all of his stuff into a bag and started to walk towards a village to buy some food.

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Character Portrait: Llyia

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Her heart had skipped a beat when she had been facing the human magi. She'd felt the spike in power not too far from them, and it was power that she recognized too well. The Demon Lord had made his move already upon the land and he hadn't been too far from her. That alone was the only thing that had stopped her from killing the man when he'd attacked her. However, she was still perplexed at his attitude. There had been no fear in his emerald green eyes, no hesitation at all. She wasn't sure how to handle it, too used to lowly beings fleeing from her.

Llyia moved quickly through the trees, trying to put as much distance between herself and her Demon Lord. She wanted nothing to do with his ideals, his rule or being used by him. She was sure he would kill her the moment he saw her, or make her his puppet in which she would die doing whatever dirty work he wanted from her. Her lips curled into a snarl as she moved through the woods. So caught up in her own thoughts, she nearly missed yet another spike in power. This was different, the general thrum of magic all across the land vibrated harshly from the use telling her it was close by. The demon stopped dead in her tracks. She snapped her head in the direction from which she'd sensed the power and waited.

The spike collapsed, slowly leveling out to the original hum of power that she was slowly growing used to. Llyia started moving then, towards the source of the magic she'd felt. Perhaps if she were to follow the one using that much magic, she could find the source that overwhelmed the land with the vibration of its power. The energy that she so desperately wanted to find. With it, she could turn against the Demon Lord. She would overthrow him, take his power, and manipulate the lesser demons to her whim. The demon's lips curved into a smile then as she stalked closer to the one she wished to follow. She used the darkness to her advantage, keeping silent, but close. Soon she came across a camp that had recently been abandoned. She slowly stepped over a large log, taking in the scene before her. Two piles of ash lay on either side of a burnt out fire. The coals barely glowed, the ash piles lifted slightly as a soft wind came by, taking portions of the black dust with it.

She bent down and took a small handful of ash out of the closest pile. Llyia let it slowly fall from her fingers, the smell of burnt flesh filling her lungs. It reminded her of a favorite past time, pure and utter destruction. Her hell fire longed to lick away at lesser beings, explode across buildings, and send the little vermin fleeing for their lives. She could almost hear the terrified screams as she knelt there, next to death. Wiping her hands together, she stood and left the small camp. The one she followed was not to far ahead of her.

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Saxton traveled through the woods until he walked into the remains of a village “What happened here?” He looked around to find someone that was alive. “Hello? Anyone here?” As soon as he said that more bandits appeared “Really bandits again. Why do I keep running into more bandits, all I want is to find some food and peace and what I find is the remains of a village and bandits” He unsheathed his sword and turned around “You bandits will leave now and not take anything from the dead” All of the bandits took out their weapons and the leader stepped forward “There are 10 of us and 1 of you we out number you and we are stronger than you so our answer is no”
“Then you have made a poor choice” Saxton’s blade turned into fire and he cut through one of the bandits. His eyes glowing red and his pouch glowing red “Blood as been spilled here and you would dare disrespected the dead by stealing their stuff how dare you do such a selfish thing for this crime you will die” He cut through another bandit and turned one into ash “I am the Demon of Grimes and you guys made the worst mistake of your sad lives” He killed the bandits until only their leader was alive and walked towards the leader pulling a rock out of his pouch that was emitting powerful magic and put it in the Bandits hand
“This rock is only magi can hold it any normal elf or human will just have their mind melted” He watched as the leader screamed in pain and fell down onto the ground the bandit’s eyes lifeless. “I just hope I don’t have to deal with anymore crap” A group of soldiers come walking towards Saxton and the Captain walked up to him “Sir you are under arrest for the destruction and death of this village and its people if you don’t come quietly we will kill you here and now” Saxton put his sword away and stared at the captain “I didn’t kill anyone innocent and I didn’t destroy this village and its people get your facts straight”
The soldiers surrounded Saxton “Sir come with us quietly” Saxton looked at the guards and surrendered not wanting to get into more trouble or a higher bounty on his head.

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He had been rummaging through the rubble when he heard voices from another part of the ruined village. He left the area where he'd been searching for survivors of the attack. Daemon came around to the open area of the village, the large street that ran right down the middle. Peering out from behind a huge pile of charred wood, he spotted a man being surrounded by several others. He didn't spare the time to count how many there were, but from the looks of their rag-tag cloths, he marked them as highway bandits. He wasted no time and summoned he glass scythe to his hand. However, by the time he'd gotten the weapon, the man who had been the target dispatched the group of bandits within a few minutes. All of it done quickly and with many words of anger shouted at the men.

Daemon watched, his eyes wide as he noted that the man was an elf. With glowing red eyes, and a stone to match, Daemon was sure the one he looked at was none other than the Demon from Grimes. Of course, the elf wasn't a true demon. He was named such because of his eyes. The red color reminded him of the demon he'd run into not to long ago. The woman who'd almost killed him. He still wondered about the person she'd referred to. Especially since her words had sent a cold chill down his spine. Not a moment after the elf had dispatched the group of trouble, he found himself surrounded yet again. This time by a squadron of guards. Daemon gave a soft sigh. He quickly let go of his scythe, the weapon disappearing as he sent it away from him, and moved out into the open. The last thing he wanted was to be marked as a magic user as well, his old masters words still ringing in his ears. Putting on a calm look, he walked straight towards the guards who had taken hold of the Demon of Grimes. The Captain of the group put his hand on his weapon as he eyed Daemon's approach.

"Stand aside," the man growled.

"I usually would, but I've come to inform you that you're taking in the wrong man for this destruction."

The Captain raised an eyebrow, "Don't you know who this man is?"

"I do, but I assure you he was not here when this happened," Daemon spoke quickly, he wasn't sure his idea of trying to free the magi was a good one. If anything he'd just put himself in a terrible situation.

"And you were," the Captain asked with an air of suspicion. The hand on his sheathed sword tightened. Daemon's gaze didn't miss the underlying threat. He raised his hands in the air in hopes that the guard wouldn't mistake his intentions.

"I came here when it was already destroyed, he came after me. As I said, you've got the wrong man."

"I'm taking you into custody too, I don't like the looks of you. I get the feeling you're a magi too, aren't you? Working together now are we?" The Captain sent a fiery glare back at the Demon of Grimes.

Several men surrounded Daemon then, taking hold of him as well. He sighed, well, that did not go according to plan, he thought to himself as he was hauled next to the elf. He looked over to the man and gave him a small apologetic smile. The procession continued, though it didn't get very far. The Captain shouted at the front, anger clear in his voice. Daemon's eyebrow rose in confusion and he tried to look to see what the problem was. His eyes widened slightly, but then he smiled and gave a short laugh.

"Well, well. Would you look at that," he said. Ahead of them the demon woman whom he'd seen in the woods had stepped out into the road, blocking their path. Daemon wondered why she was there. He had a feeling she had deep plans. Her white hair caught the wind and blew back from her face revealing her blood red eyes. Her lips were curled in a smile, both hands stretched out away from her as she stood there. Brilliant red flames engulfed her fingers. Then she unleashed the fire upon the guard.

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Saxton looked up to see why they had stopped a woman with white hair and red eyes stood in front of the guards. Saxton took a closer look and froze “Well all of these guards are going to die” Saxton melted his chains and walked over and picked up his rock thinking to himself. What should I do? Stay here or run away. Saxton stood up “You know something I’ve run away long enough. I don’t want to fight or run away” Saxton put the rock away and sat down and looked closer at the male human with green hair. “The captain is right he is a magi” Saxton looked at the female demon and his eyes started to burn “Not now anytime but now” Saxton blacked out waking up in a bed hearing someone shout his name
“Saxton wake up you have chores to do before you can work on your magic and sword skills” Saxton looked around “I’m will do them after I get dressed” A few hours passed by of Saxton working on a farm when he heard a voice that always made him smile “Hey hothead you done with those chores yet?” Saxton turned around to see a female elf smiling at him “So are you done yet? Or do you have to work on your magic and sword skills first?” Saxton’s vision started to blur and he woke up in the ruined village passed out for a few minutes

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The flames engulfed the guard easily, tearing them apart. She let loose another torrent of flames upon those that rushed her. Llyia never moved from her spot, never drew her weapons, she only unleashed her hell fire upon the land. Their screams filled the air, their terror fueled her fire. She let off another blast, directed at the Captain of the guard. Once the flames subsided, she spotted a shimmering green light. Her eyes narrowed. The green light eminated from a long scythe. No, not just any scythe, a green glass scythe, she thought to herself. She recognized immediately the human who had attacked her in the forest. Llyia had unknowingly followed the elven magi into the city her Demon Lord destroyed, and now found herself face to face with the human once more. Her lips curled from her smile into a sneer.

"I see you found me again," the human called to her. She shifted slightly, fingers curling. Her gaze moved from him to the still elf that lay on the ground. He stirred slightly, waking from whatever it was that ailed him. An eyebrow rose in curiosity as she watched him. The demon looked back to the human.

"I don't understand you at all, demon. You hesitated the first time you saw me, and again you hesitate. Why?"

Llyia glowered at him. She thought about how to deal with him. Should she answer, or stay silent? After all, she'd only intervened because of the elf. He could lead her to the overwhelming thrum of power that she felt. Besides, his own magic was just as powerful, if anything she could use him as her weapon to kill the Demon Lord.

"Well, what is it demon? Why do you just stand there?" The human asked, his scythe held before him. His voice didn't hold any fear or anger. It was... curiosity that she heard.

"I need him," she replied shortly. Then she turned away intent on leaving the village and the two men behind. She would easily pick up the elf's trail again, but in the mean time, she didn't wish to be near them any longer. "Curiosity kills, human," she tossed back at him.

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Saxton watched the female demon leave “Why would someone need me?” He got back on his feet and looked at the male magi “What just happened? ...You know what don’t tell me and Leave me alone” Saxton walked out of the ruins of the village and back into the woods wanting to be left alone. While walking he removed a ring out of his pocket and looked at it while he walked “So who did you belong to? I guess I have to wait to find to find out” Saxton walked until he found a village and walked into the inn and sat down at a table ordering something to drink. “Barmaid! A drink for me and my friends!” A group of people walked into the inn and sat down kicking some people out of their chairs “For we have traveled far and need a drink!” Saxton looked over to see who was yelling to see a group of soldiers. “You guys should learn how to respect those who you should protect” The leader of the soldiers walked over to Saxton “Why should we? We are all going to die anyways didn’t you hear about the demons in the land? Don’t you know that they destroyed a village?” The soldier put his hand on Saxton’s shoulder “Don’t you know that the Demon of Grimes is here in this country?” Saxton looked at the soldier “Yes I know that t Demon of Grimes is here in this country in fact you are talking to the Demon of Grimes so leave me alone please.” Most of the people ran out of the inn but the soldiers stayed staring at him “Boys we might have something to help motivate the men back home. Sir would you please come with us the Capital we need someone to help fight off the demons” Saxton looked at him “Ok I will come with you but you have to be ok with dying cause a lot of people get killed around me”

“Demon of Grimes we are used to dying now it is just part of our job but we love country and want it to live. So rest for the night we move in the morning” Saxton finished his drink “Why the sudden change of heart? Why are you so happy to know that I am here talking to you. Is this there really a threat that makes a group of trained soldiers scared to death and want to forget life that when you find out an outlaw a magi a fire mage someone who has killed to live for the past four years and has a huge bounty on his head is sitting right in front of gives your hope back?”
“You didn’t hear me? Demons have attacked land and want to enslave us all and with The Demon of Grimes on our side we might just stand a chance against them.”
“You want to fight fire with fire. It sounds like a crazy idea but I will go with you to your capital” Saxton pulled the ring out of his pocket and put it down on the table “Plus I think someone is missing a ring”

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The captain of the guard watched as the two nobles converse at the Throne room, wondering if Azalia meant she fully intended to bring forth the Royal Family secret out into the open. His face turned into one of apprehension as he looked at the direction of where the secret door, located behind the King's Throne.

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Meanwhile within the hidden temple, the crystal's normal pulsing manner starts to be accompanied by an odd shaking manner within the temple, causing the castle to quake in a small non violent manner as the normal pale green glow starts to brighten ever so slightly. Whatever is in the crystal, be it weapon or otherwise, one thing is clear. Something is clearly making the crystal somewhat disturbed and angered at the same time, as if it's slowly expecting to sooner or later release it's most secret and sacred treasure within it. Could the mysterious crystal, having been so normally pulsing throughout the land, somehow started to bond with the land above it to feel it? Did it know about the demons? Not even the gods know what the crystal is capable of, but something has definitely caused it to finally stir.

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Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

I need demented-tiger to reply.. That's all I've been waiting on or I would have posted since my last one. :s

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

Okay everyone, Im about to make a post that will hopefully make the story rolling back up again, just so everyone knows it! I don't want this to die on me yet!!!

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

I say Yea.

Also, Firewind, I'm going on a camping trip so I'll be gone until Tuesday the 19th. If you need any of my characters, please, feel free to use them I don't mind at all. Especially if you need them to move along the story :) Thank you! And I'll see you all next week.

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

Hrrm.... I wonder if Demented is busy IRL to post on here, We need to get to the Mysterious Crystal revealing what it's hiding in there.....

Who wants to move along with the story yea or nay?

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

I'll post again after Demented tiger does.

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

Hahaha :) Yup she sure does! Llyia hasn't quiet chosen a side yet, she's still out for her own gain, but that could change! Who knows ;) she might just turn around and help save the land instead. :D

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

Whoa.. Llyia has some sort of dark plans for the Demon of Grimes. O.O let's hope that Tarwethial either agrees or disagrees to help Azalia find whatever is stored up in that huge Crystal! ;P

This has proven to be very very interesting indeed.

EDIT: as per my random poll im tied between Rogue Magi and Demon.

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

Oh well, im sure not having a confrontation yet is good.

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

I guess the Demon Lord isn't there.. apologies if that got mixed up.

Hmm.... lets see here, its a toss up between rogue magi and demons... ok, here you go, Answer to the Poll: Demons :D

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

I suppose The Demon Lord isnt in the village anymore? >.>

And my poll answer is Demons.

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

Good posts nonetheless Negative. I hope the story picks up soon after Tarwethial responds to Azalia's question.

Poll of Randomness: Given the Situation on The Kingdom of Fenarin, Which of these things would make a Day in the life of an Average citizen go from Bad to worse?

Bandits, Monsters, Rogue Magi, or Demons?

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

Sorry I am in the middle of a move so my posts won't be as long as I want them to be.

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

:) I sure hope so! I'm looking forward to reading everyone's posts.

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

It's no problem that your post was Long Freemixer.

Anyway, Demented, are you going to post your intro post?

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

I hope you guys dont mind long posts.....I tend to make my intro post long.

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

Ignore this I trust you enough to not go that route. Consider both chars accepted. :D

PS: anyone writing their posts? Cause Intro post is getting Lonely. :(

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

Alrighty then, sounds good :) I just worked up both character sheets, so I'll go through and make sure my magi's details are good. In the meantime, I'll submit the Demon for you. Please let me know if you would like me to change anything/add anything. I don't mind at all.

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

Well the friend of The Demon of grimes that made the pouch has already been killed in the purge. But if you want a Magi make sure he's not from Grimes. The Mages of Grimes are either dead or seriously on the run as an outlaw.

Other then that, Chars sound okay.

Re: Kingdom of Secrets: The Demon of Grimes

I had two in mind actually, one a Demon (she will most likely go rogue and join the fight for Fenarin) and a human male. I was thinking (I just read the characters that you have so far), the human could have ties with the Demon of Grimm (the one who made the pouch for him?). Of course that's up to you entirely :), either way the human may have some magic if that's alright? Thanks!!!