The Multiverse: Blood Brother Blud

With a small push the tavern door would open, behind it strode forth a black-cloaked man, or rather, Vampire, with snow white hair and a faint smile as he assessed his surroundings. As he began to enter a small entourage of red-cloaked men in masks and armour began to follow, only to be denied by a wave of his hand, exiting the tavern to wait outside. He walked his way up to the bar and flipped his cloak-tail up behind him to drape over the seat as he took it.

He waited, quietly, to be served. An air of regality around him, but beneath it was something somewhat sinister, calculated. So he folded clasped his hands and simply, waited.

Daemala's small smile began to fade, her face turning to stone as she heard her name spoken by the stranger. It seems her reputation preceded her, but how now at this time was beyond her.

The nugget clinked to the counter but she didn't spare it a moment of her attention, for the stranger had more to say. He spoke names not spoken in what felt like years, what might have been year, but there was that name that hadn't been heard in so long.

Daemala was shocked silent for a long moment, simply staring through the strange guest, before shocking herself back to the present. She blinked once.

"Zosimos," The name felt foreign on her tongue after all this time, "He took a walk some time ago."

"A walk?" He chuckled to himself, shaking his head in amusement before setting down his glass. "Quite a long walk indeed, I never suspected he'd leave his brood and nest for a walk." He stated amusedly, looking directly into her eyes with his own cold blue orbs, his smile not reaching them.

"Now madame Tauvyr, you and I need talk in private. There is much I need to learn of my brothers life and kin, and much work to be done if we are to revive his nest hm?" He purred, sliding the nugget forward slowly and taking a deep sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving hers, as once more, he waited to be served.

"Brother?" Daemala chuckled as she poured herself a glass. She tipped him another, filling it nearly to the brim. The bottle was left on the counter. She walked around to lean on the bar next to the stranger. He had sad something most shocking and the gossip that she was had to know more.

"I don't know who you are, where you came from, or why you've chosen to come too late, but I can give you the 'grand tour' of what once was," She waved a hand towards the exit, "I can assure you for some time now every day for me has been the same. Every day the same and whom you claim to be your brother nowhere to be found."

He held up his hand to stop her, not moving from his seat but turning to face her, drink in hand once more. "My eyes and ears have saw what once was, and my men explore the remains. I arrive, exactly as I was meant to, when that which Crawls intended." He responded, his voice turning to hushed tones as he trailed off.

"It is time to change the day madame Tauvyr, I have come with men and money. Now that we have been forgotten, it is the perfect time to grow as it were, this Wing City has not abolished our agreements as I recall and we must remind them of them..in due course." He stated, slowly rising from his seat. "If you are not satisfied with my offer, than I will prove my claim as it were."

He removed a single black glove and held out his finger, a single droplet of blood falling into his glass and spreading through it like a tendril until the liquid glowed, and without a word he held it out to her.

The Multiverse » Arcs » Blood Brother Blud

As written by: duramon, lostamongtrees

5 pieces and 2 characters involved, written by 2 different authors.

1 places involved

So begins...

Blood Brother Blud

Setting: Tauvyr Tavern