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Belaern

Don't fret, but alway's watch your back with this one..

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Acedude58

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Belaern came strolling from the alley way across the street, his vibrate green orbs revealing through the darkness of the city. He released a soft sigh and glanced up at the sign, nodding to the best of the ability, since his face and frame was hidden under a fine black cloak. His head swayed and he turned to open the wooden entrance, his glowing hues passed over the patron's with ease as if categorizing every person. He whispered softly, in one, of the uncommon languages among the civility above ground. "Ssin'urn...." If anyone was lucky enough to catch a mere glimpse of the being, they'd find a particular darkened hue to his skin.

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Belaern grunted at the noise that screeched in his sensitive ears, how filthy the being's that dwelled within this pub. He sat down in the darkest corner booth of the bar, his green orbs pentrating through to observe the patron's. His feet flawlessly lifting to rest upon the table, but he didn't summon a barmaid to retrieve an order. Some debated that he was merely a shadow, a dark demon from the bowels of hell. Sadly, some of that was sort of true, which drew a bright smile from the shaded section. " Usstan zhal Golhyrr.." He managed to mutter in that thick accent, but wasn't recognized by the average patron's, some might actually understand his words.

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Belaern strolls into the bar with a rather smug look upon his face, but rarely visible under the darkened rogue's cloak. The only thing to be seen, were his sky blue orbs, that revealed in the darkness of the attire with his bright smirk. He didn't expect to be making any friends, for his mission, was one of highly regarded civility. The being's leather hand-made boot's stretched forward to draw a direct line to the darkest corner of the bar, but took the booth with a soft sigh. His weapon's consisted of a dagger, an elven long sword, and several other items that helped to keep him from harm.

Sky blue orbs glanced and danced as they penetrated the shadow's that covered him, easy accomplishment for a being full of trick's. His racial profile was inevident to most, for he served a being more powerful than himself. " RIVVIN.." He managed to mutter, his tone seeming as if disgusted by such a term.

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Belaern twitched as eye's were laid upon his weapon of choice, his magical and enchanted long sword. He grunted and swayed his mithral armor across the table, as his feet rested upon the table. The only indication was the rattling of metal, his sky blue orb's glancing at Mirni before muttering another term from his race. " DARTHIIR..."

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Belaern huffed and blew a lock og hair from his view, if any were observing the being, they'd notice the white strand that was removed. It seemed quite odd, but the being did claim the short hair of his father figure, but the fury of his mother. She was aweful, trying to kill and assassinate her bastard child, luckily he had magical strength. He hummed and swayed at the melody, but clearly, there was no sort of tune.

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Belaern Suddenly, the concrete in the center of the road, crack and crumbled as if a thousand pounds of pressure collided directly in that spot. Surprisingly, several villager glared at the being who stood perfectly still, brushing dust from his shoulder's. Such power would have broken every bone in any race's structure, but clearly, that wasn't the case at that moment. A wicked grin spread across his moist lips, followed by his tongue as it grazed his teeth. He stepped into the bar, phasing through with an ethereal form, reforming quickly after. He didn't glance at a single soul, but continued towards the counter. He seemed rather cheerful, even for someone with the darkest aura in the pub. " Hmmmmm....what to indulge in?.."

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Belaern leaned his head to the right, as if he was going to lean on his palm. But he reverted to switching position's, glancing back at Uchiha Sasuke. " May I help you, abomination? " He spoke in a highly strong accent, clearly the being didn't belong in such a place, but he couldn't return to the Underdark anytime soon. He raised his left hand, though placed it on his magical dagger.

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Belaern blinked for several moment's, then laughs at the remark from the fellow. Obviously, this being was quite powerful, but how much strength would it take? He questioned himself, but smirked and spoke back in response. " Sounds tempting..but what then? You offer adventure, but once the quest is completed. What will be the next quest?...You shouldn't underestimate this world, or any other for that matter." He gestured with his left hand, but always had an experienced eye on most in the pub.

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Belaern swayed his head side to side, clearly the being had a point. He didn't feel like wasting his time with such tasks, goals gave some the reason to continue on with life. " Perhaps...I'd have to think about such an inquiry. I'll to be post-haste for you, but us drow do think strategically.."

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Belaern shook his head, the being just wished to keep coming towards him. But had he already forgotten? He was a drow, and suspense was a delicacy. " I'll answer you soon enough....young one...just be patient..." He managed to speak as his body crumbled into a stone statue, then shattering as it seemed to be his defeat. Though, he'd know that the fellow would guess that he vanished from sight.

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Belaern appeared among the shadow's of the corner booth, the abyss reaching forward from the wall. The darkened figure started to form in a most, unparticularlly way, standing still for several moments as the details conformed to such a being. Clearly, the dark elve knew exactly what to expect in such a place. His black armor didn't seem to follow with the being, but a casual attire of leather and fine dark blue fabric. " So...Where is the entertainment? " He asked in the high class accent, of one of the royal houses, but he didn't appear to look much at the patrons on his stroll to the counter.

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Belaern grunted as something collided with him, causing him to hit the floor with a thud. He grumbled and leaned to his side, pushing the woman off of him as he wondered what that was about. It was a new experience from him, which brought on a defensive posture. ".....I couldn't disagree....drop in much I presume? " He asked at Windx, but his facial expression was one of a neutral appearance. He didn't know what else to say, and was not a social person, with strangers at least.

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Belaern shook his head at her statement, turning back to the counter with a slight frown. " I'd like a double whiskey shot....with a lime..." He said to the barkeep, watching him leave for his order. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, listening to the woman babble on about something. He couldn't really tell, that hurt, esspecially after using the shadow melt technique. His baby blue hues turned back to Windx, glaring her up and down before opening his liups once more. "...It seems so, but I wasn't designed for hard impacts by strangers."

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Belaern blinked several times and face palmed, shaking his head the whole while. He reached his hand out to get the woman's attention, but he saw her leave. He sighed softly and turned back to the counter, lifting the drink that was left for him as he finished the shot all at once. He hummed a little at the taste, but didn't put too much emphasis into it. " At this rate...I won't be able to make any friends.." He grumbled as he went back towards the back booth, leaping into the seat and observing the patrons with little interest.

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Belaern continued to hum for a couple moment's of pondering on the wind current, then glanced back at the strange woman who landed on him. He stared for a bit, which seemed odd of such a royal familt member, but he wasn't too rude. He felt the breeze against his hair, then lifted his right hand as his index finger pointed out in front of him. He drew a black symbol in the air, causing it levitate and change to a green hue. It disipated in mid air, drawing a vicious smirk onto his lips. " Elemental.....perhaps more to it...depends really..."

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Belaern was interupted by the random woman standing in his vision, clearly she was trying to block him, or by accident, he didn't mind much. " May I help you?..." He asked Momo-XIV, a bit puzzled by her interruption. As the wind began to pick up, his dark blue locks began to sway slightly, changing the exact look that he admired. He smirked and chuckled softly, leaning his head back slightly as he enjoyed the blistering wind, colliding his skin. It reminded him of the cold darkness of the Underdark.

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Belaern stared up at the woman, before shaking his head with his right hand over his right eye. He chuckled wildly at the comment's, but managed to speak the words of his mind. " Robotic's are not my thing...technology is too simple..." He spoke to himself mostly, not minding the pressence of the woman, but noticed the sudden increase in elemental energy. He smiled at the display before him, even though he was lighter than some of the other patrons, yet he kept his feet against the floor. A fine purple highlight came to cover his form, merely outlining him as he paced closer to Windx, she seemed to control a vast amount of power within the winds.

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Belaern lifted his right arm, breaking the entire force of wind in half, making it easier for him to keep his current stance. She was indeed a strong elementalist, no matter how inexperienced. He saw the male threaten the woman, but frowned as he swayed his right arm to his left. Off from his elbow to his finger tips glowed a green hue, which held the elemental energy at bay. He didn't wish to fight this woman, but glanced over his shoulder to see a flying woman in the middle of the storm. " Great....a pyro...a wind elemental, a ice and a helpless woman...bring in a couple orcs...and it might be worth my skill.."

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Belaern was tired of holding this position, which called for a quick dash and great foot work. Precisely the range that he needed, but didn't wish to hurt the elementalist. He swipped his hand up, then back down at the floor, sending a small force of his own wind to repel her's for a moment. He ducked and rolled to his right, dashing towards the wall before leaping up onto one of the walls, clinging there surprisingly. He jumped once more, landing by the edge of Windx's current booth as he swirled to look at the young woman. " Focus....take steady breathes...clear your mind young one.." He spoke softly, still with that strong drow accent.

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Belaern turned to see Mizuka Kurosutchi standing there, but had a smirk on his lips. " Hold on for a moment, please? " He asked, but told her, more likely. Turning back to Windx with a curious facial expression, wondering if he could help this woman. " One will not do....breathe deeper and more steadily, don't let the element control you...it can play off your emotions...if you become calm...it will obey..." He muttered softly to the woman, holding a warm smile as he leaned closer to her.

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Belaern shook his head and jumped into the center of the booth, glancing over at Necromancer. " Stand back for a moment...please.." He asked before stepping in front of Windx, bending at the knee's as he looked directly at the woman's eyes. " Observe...Miss..." He said casually as his raised his hands, palm up, before a concentrated force of wind swirled within his right hand. Another formed in his left hand, but wildly morphed in it's shape, the orbs seeming to show something. " In my right is control...on the left...your own control....would you like to learn?...Or else you'll just end up losing more and more..."

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Belaern grunted at the remark, but lifted back to standing up straight. " Fine...then you only have two choices now...stop the winds...or I'll prevent any further destruction to the threshold of this establishment..." He spoke in the dark tone, but it was natural to his species, yet still pretty blunt.

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Belaern was lifted and thrown, but luckily, he's experienced in uncontrolled elemental attributes. He curled his legs to his chest and flipped through the air, sticking feet out at the last moment. His feet collided with the wall as he pushed forward to flip once again and land on his feet. " So....it's going to have to be like this...such a pain..." He muttered before dashing at an incrediable speed at Windx, thinning himself as much as possible to resist the wind resistance on his body. His left hand led, throwing the small uncontrolled orb of wind at her own, merely neutralizing that one portion of magic. His right continued with the controlled orb, which came with a massive kick of it's own, but not too much to actually hit Windx behind her own force.

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Belaern stood still for that very moment, smirking ridiculously at the male E-Su. " Thanks for the intrusion...perfectly played good fellow." He chuckled lightly and stepped forward towards Windx, pointing at her as if to warn her, not to do it again. " Nothing more, but you should be thanking me..." He feigned a pout and smirked once more, this being seeming unusually sly with his actions and words. He glanced at Necromancer and spoke again. " Not needed...but your preformance was...natural.." He laughed slightly and turned back to Windx. " No worries, just needed you to get a bit of control first heh.."