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Kirrah Shay

"I'm not a tool..."

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a character in “Jewel Princess”, originally authored by Siryn, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name:Kirrah Shay

Age: 24

Appearance: Image

Jewel: Angelic Jewel

Jewel Power: Baby blue in color, the jewel holds the power of wind.

Abilities: Without her power activated, Kirrah is not the greatest sword wielder. She can defend herself for a short while, but when attacking, she falls short. However, she is fast and strong, quick on her feet, which is probably why she's still alive. When her power is activated, Kirrah becomes a terrible killer and she transforms from being incapable to being overly powerful.

Personality: Normally she is silent and withdrawn. She doesn't trust very easily and it's hard for her to get close to anyone. Her emotions are dark, and she honestly despises being alive. Kirrah thinks of herself as a burden to anyone. She also hates the fact that people would just use her because of her ability to destroy Demon Jewels. She is used to being alone and though its darkened her emotions, she's still harboring some hope. It's probably part of the reason she still fights the Shades instead of just letting them kill her, though the thought has crossed her mind many times.

History: The same as the Introduction, for the most part. I will be expanding her history via RP.

So begins...

Kirrah Shay's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Talazar D'Tvala Character Portrait: Raiyn Illander Character Portrait: Kirrah Shay Character Portrait: Nira Ku
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Sloppy is all Talazar could deem his attack. Effective though it was, fast paced and usually one that caught most enemies off guard, the man had thought he'd taken such meticulous care in planning it out, yet it seemed he'd forgotten to factor in several of the most important variables. Cursing silently to himself, Talazar was annoyed to find that his weapon refused to go any further. The boy, he saw, held his sword in such a manner that the man found his scythe locked awkwardly so that Talazar's arm was off to his side, yet the weapon was trying to keep back a boy who was directly in front of the man. Talazar was straining all the muscles in his wrist and shoulder to maintain the proper amount of leverage so that his own weapon wouldn't allow for the boy's to proceed further and impale him, but he knew this match of endurance wouldn't last long, especially not as the three wind blades tore through him, once over the left shoulder and twice along his chest just beneath the first.

Gritting his teeth, Talazar let out loudly what could only be described as a growl. The noise was definitely inhuman as he bit back the need to relieve himself of the pain, to cry out in anger, but he refused to give the boy the satisfaction of hearing that. The man's once strong and firm hold on his weapon faltered as his muscles shuttered, protesting against his need to flex them in order to keep the boy away. His chest stung terribly and just a moment after he'd been hit, Talazar let out another noise though it was more of a gurgling in the back of his throat as his body lurched back slightly and his head came forward, dropping as he went into bloodied coughing frenzy, ceasing only as he began to choke and lose his breath.

He could've countered by now or even before all this had happened, yes, and it would've been so simple. Though the man was locked, that meant the boy was too and there was no way he could've avoided it and kept Talazar in the same position. It seemed however that just as he was thinking this, even through trying to maintain his grip on his weapon and not simply collapse with the pain in his chest and overwhelming blood in his mouth, Raiyn was guessing about it too. Talazar only assumed the boy had seen the sword and the ready position he held it in, and again growled as he found his right arm now trapped in one spot once more by vines, though they were stronger and more numerous. The growl however simply resulted in having to hack out more blood, the glowing crimson splattering down between himself and the boy.

The magic he felt behind him enraged Talazar more. His gaze had locked with the boy for a moment, but now, despite it all, Talazar had to look back. He just caught a glimpse of Nira, gathering all that she possibly could in preparation of fending off Kreon who'd finally decided to make his appearance. What they were saying was unimportant, though Talazar had caught the woman's threat that he didn't deserve to live, and that was enough for him.

Glancing back at Raiyn, he gathered what strength he could as well and just managed to turn ever so slightly, but enough to allow his right leg to come out at the boy. The attack was simply to get him away so that Talazar could move freely again, because frankly is endurance was failing and the way the vines had wrapped around his wrist so tightly would surely either break his bones or cease the blood flow enough so that eventually he'd lose his grip. It was a long shot to get Raiyn away, and yes Talazar was hellbent on destroying him and the Princess, but after a moment of thought, Kreon's death took priority. Even in Talazar's new state, with his torn cloak and bloodied left half of his chest, he'd do all he could to destroy the man. If Nira thought it was time to wage war, he'd be happy to as well.

Setting

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Character Portrait: Talazar D'Tvala Character Portrait: Aelianus Kahstar Character Portrait: Krisiana Sharidian. Character Portrait: Raiyn Illander Character Portrait: Kirrah Shay Character Portrait: Nira Ku
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Raiyn Illander

The kick connected hard against his side causing him to stumbled sideways. He glowered at Talazar as the man fought to get some distance between them. However, Raiyn's eyes glinted with satisfaction as he noted the blood the man spat up and the torn up left portion of his chest. Another close encounter with him and another wave of wind blades would put the Shade at a serious disadvantage. Then Raiyn caught the sight of the elven woman who was throwing magic around like nothing. Her hair whipped around her face, lifted up completely off her neck as she stood there in the swirl of her own power. Symbols were etched on the ground beneath her feet as she stood there.

Across from the elf was another man whom Raiyn had never seen before, however, he caught the man's name and his eyes widened slightly. That was Kreon, the leader of the Shades. The one man who was the cause of his pain, the man who had essentially killed both the women he'd loved. His lips pulled back into a sneer as he glared at the man who was fighting the elven woman. Ignoring Talazar completely, he turned himself slightly and lowered Kirrah's blade. The earth shuddered under his feet, then it became a ripple of dirt that raced at Kreon with exceptional speed. Flicking his wrist forward, his sword came up and the wind expelled from it in five blades that followed the earthen attack.

He didn't have time to see if the attack hit his intended target or not as he felt a warm, yet much smaller body, collide with his. He fell to the ground with the blonde woman on top of him, her eyes fierce as she gazed down at him. She looked between a mixture of anger and fear. He glared up at her, irritated that she'd gotten between him and the one man that had started everything and deserved to die. Her hands took his face between them and forced him to look at her.

"Raiyn! Stop! We need to go!" She shouted at him in desperation. He could tell that it was the Jewel Princess talking through the girls body. The girl he knew wouldn't have possibly had enough courage to take him down or even suggest leaving.

"Get off of me," he growled back and tried to push her off, but she slapped his hands away and stayed where she was. Then the Princess did something he was not counting on. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his causing him to stiffen under her. It took a moment, but he finally could feel himself relaxing and from the weary depths of his conscious he carefully put the killer aside and fell limp under her warmth.

The girl pulled away, her eyes shimmering in the dark, "We have to go," she whispered then looked around them and Raiyn followed her gaze. It was hard to focus as he'd lost all the power that he'd gained moments ago. His body burned from all of the damage he'd taken and he wasn't sure if he could get to his feet again. However, the Princess had a plan in mind already and took hold of her sword that was in his hands and used the air to pick them up off the ground. She held tightly to him as they were righted and the wind pushed them passed the fighting towards Kiriko and Krisiana.

Once they were set down on the ground, Raiyn collapsed, unable to stand any longer. He could hear the Princess' voice call for Kiriko to help her get him back to his feet and to leave. It was the last thing he heard before he was overcome by darkness.

Nira Ku

She expanded her shield, deflecting Kreon's attack as he launched blast after blast at her. All the while, her lips were pulled into a smile as she fought him. Did he really think that he could overcome her? After all, he was the one who had taught her all about magic and from there her own native magic had become more powerful than any elven mage could possibly hope to gain. Another wave of magic pulsed through the air and she batted it aside as if it were merely a fly. In her free hand she weaved another spell, much more complicated than what she'd been using as of late.

The symbols on the ground stretched and expanded allowing more magic to flood into her body. The black crackle of electricity filled the air as she lifted her fingers and exploded a shot of pure energy at the man across from her. It was then that she noted that many black forms were appearing out of the darkness. Her gaze flicked to them as they all came into view. Her lips curled into a crueler smile.

"You call upon the Shades to help you? How pitiful, Kreon. Why would they help a man such as yourself? You are weak and incompetent. It's time for something new," she spat at him. Her eyes flicked between all the other Shades, their pale color daring any man or woman to stand against her and Talazar. She would kill them with a single thought. Nira's arm rested against her side, the black magic crackling up and down the arm entirely, from shoulder to finger tip. Her eyes turned to Talazar who had stood up and was facing her slightly. However, what she saw made her lips pull into a growling frown as she quickly spotted the Princess and the boy leaving the fighting ground.

"You'll pay for what you've done boy!" She screamed into the darkness. For now he would be allowed to leave, she had something more pressing to deal with. That included the new Shades who had just appeared and her husband. She moved to Talazar and placed her hand against his bleeding chest. The wounds were deep and that alone was putting her into a highly enraged state. He wasn't supposed to be anything but in perfect shape, and what the boy had done to him was unacceptable. She would have killed him on the spot if he hadn't run with the Princess. Her magic extended to the large man, not so much to heal the wounds, but to cauterize them and stop the bleeding.

"I'll kill him," she told Talazar her voice growling each word, "Right after we kill this pathetic excuse for a Shade."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Talazar D'Tvala Character Portrait: Aelianus Kahstar Character Portrait: Krisiana Sharidian. Character Portrait: Raiyn Illander Character Portrait: Kirrah Shay Character Portrait: Nira Ku
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Talazar

Talazar as fine with the boy's plan, as he'd completely ignored him as well. It seemed everyone was entirely focused on Kreon, everyone had a score to settle. The man brought his right arm up suddenly as another wave of coughing hit him, then frowned as he saw that his sleeve was covered in a sick, warm layering of his own blood. The boy's attacks had done damage, that was evident, and the close range didn't help, but he'd get his revenge later. With one final glance to Raiyn, Talazar simply scoffed.

Apparently his assumptions were right as he looked down on the two, the girl laying over the boy in a vain attempt to stop him, to recall him and get him to leave. That was probably for the best, because any longer and the boy would either die from loss of blood, overstress in battle or simply by Talazar's own hands. Talazar turned away now as the girl leaned down towards the boy, he knew what was happening behind him. The Princess then whispered again that they had to leave, and the man nodded. "Boy," he began. His voice was cracked and he found speaking was actually painful. He took a breath as he continued, "You've got skill enough to face me in combat and do more than survive, and that's granted you time to live. Cling to this time, go."

Walking forward now, Talazar didn't care about the boy or the Princess anymore, not until it was their time to die. The man approached Nira and looked down at her, his eyes showing how hard he was trying to hide his hurting behind a cold, hardened glare. The woman's fingers intruding through his torn cloak and touching his wounds caused a sudden pain to surge through his entire body, and he found himself collapsing forward into her, grabbing at the back of her shirt to support himself while a coughing fit ensued.

He felt terrible, especially in front of Kreon, in front of the other shades, simply falling apart like this. All his work he felt was being shattered in these few moments, the strong merciless killer beaten, bloodied, and brought down by terrible bloody coughs. For a moment after he finally gained control again he simply stood resting on the woman as her magic ceased his blood flow. He somehow couldn't help but feel as if this was familiar, and he knew exactly why. He had made sure that day though that something like this would never again happen, but it seemed even that was broken tonight.

"I'll kill him." Nira's voice finally registered in the man's mind. He'd drifted off a moment, just a second and he wasn't sure why. He was definitely off tonight, and he was hell bent on making sure everyone present would know his wrath, even in a state such as this. "Right after we kill this pathetic excuse for a Shade." Talazar smiled somewhat at the her last words, and nodded, though a bit awkwardly as his chin was resting on the woman's shoulder.

Finally he stood and pushed himself off Nira as if he'd just realized what he was doing. He looked at her angrily and brushed past her, fueled now with rage and a need to redeem himself after the show he'd just put on. The man flung out his right arm with the sword to push aside his cloak before finally he reached up and simply undid the single button that held it in place. He let it fall to the ground now to reveal his underclothes; a torn sleeveless shirt that clung to his body and showed easily the muscles beneath, tucked under his black pants that were secured by a belt embedded with dormant jewels. His boots came up to just beneath his calves, and around his neck the gold chain was painted over in places a dull crimson.

Talazar took a moment to look at the jewels along his waist before selecting one and placing it in the vacant spot in his scythe where his old one sat. The fact that it was missing was something to worry about, but not now. The man let the tiny rock shine a moment as he shut his eyes, harnessing the power of the air around him.

"Kreon," he said quietly as his eyes opened once more. He took a moment to situate a fire jewel into Raiyn's sword, then looked up at the man, a steely gaze locking directly onto him. "You shouldn't have intervened in my passing of judgment..."


Aelianus

Aelianus shot up, unsure of where he was, what had happened and why. As he looked around through blurry eyes and a jumbled mind, he began to allow things to register in his head, a clear picture painting itself before him. All around, black cloaks were massing and down the hill he could see the power swelling around Nira. The fact that so many shades had appeared and that Nira seemed to be using all her magic could only mean one plausible thing. Aelianus' eyes shot to the man who stood opposite her, and he immediately found himself backing up.

Why was Kreon here, what could possibly have happened that would call him? Aelianus wasn't sure, and he had plenty of questions. As he watched the scene unfold he just saw Talazar stumble away from the boy who then got more or less tackled by the Princess. He couldn't tell what was happening, but Talazar looked fairly beaten up. His cloak appeared to be torn and his chest glistened an unnatural red. Had the boy just beaten him? Talazar? That wasn't right, but he didn't question as suddenly the Princess and Raiyn came forward to meet up with Krisiana and Kiriko who stood to one side. The shades it seemed were focused entirely on Nira, Talazar and Kreon, so at least they were safe for the moment.

Aelianus stood now and quickly made his way over to the group. "Hurry," he said in a voice just above a whisper, "We've got to go unless you feel like being caught between a battle that'll probably leave this place littered with bodies and lingering spells." His eyes flicked back and forth now to the shades around the clearing, some of whom were watching them. "If we can get going before all hell breaks lose, we should be able to make it a fair distance and they'll lose our trail, but we have to go now."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Talazar D'Tvala Character Portrait: Aelianus Kahstar Character Portrait: Krisiana Sharidian. Character Portrait: Raiyn Illander Character Portrait: Kirrah Shay Character Portrait: Nira Ku
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Kiriko

Kiriko had somehow convinced the elf not to attack him and had planned on watching the fight, but his hopes were short lived. Out of no where the shades leader appeared. At first he couldn't believe his eye, there was no way that there leader would come to the front lines for no reasons. After a short conversation between the elf and Kreon he left and went to the battle field. Just now did Kiriko realize he had to act. He looked over the battle field and seen that Kreon was going to hit his own man just to hit the enemy.

He would have gone to try and save the men fighting, but he was to slow. Before he could even leave the rock the elfin women had teleported to the battle field and had stopped his attack from hitting them. After another short conversation the elf started to use immensely powerful spells to attack him. Kiriko thought that he would be over powered by the combination of the elf and scythe wielder, but he quickly realized that was wrong when a lot of shade appeared out of no where. Now would be his time to attack, while the two were fighting the others he could fight Kreon.

Just as he was about to attack the Princess came over to them and asked him to help carry Raiyn. He really wanted to help them, but he would probably never get another chance like this again. "Sorry, but I have to do this," After that he got ready to fight. This time he was serious, he wouldn't hold back a single ounce of his power to kill this man. He drew his blades holding them in an over hand style, a style he only uses when he intends to kill. Using the jewels in his blades he extended them to 4ft each, using this all the weight was at the hilt of his blades and he could swing his swords faster that a normal blade.

Looking quickly to his side he saw the formed shade get up and start talking, he ignored what ever it was he was saying. Finally ready to attack Kiriko ran down the side of the rock until he was parallel with the ground. Using all of his might he pushed off the rock and used his jewels to turn himself into a rocket, aimed straight at Kreon. With the blade in his right hand extended straight out and the one in his left at his side encase Kreon dodged he was ready to kill.


Okashi

Okashi had planned to stay back and watch the fight, but was surprised to see a new figure appear on top of the rock with the others. At first he disregarded, until he heard the name "Kreon". Looking in shock he did see that the man was in fact Kreon, the leader of the shades. The bounty on his head was immense and if he killed him Okashi would be set for life. Okashi decided to stay back and wait for just a moment to see what his plans were. After what appeared to be an argument between him and the girl who attacked him he went down to the battle field and sent a massive attack straight at the two that had been fighting. Okashi thought that those two were dead when the elf teleported and deflected the attack.

Kreon's dead, he thought. But his hoped were destroyed when a ridiculous amount of shade appeared out of no where. To the others this was bad, to Okashi this just made his pay day a lot bigger. Thinking how to approach the situation he decided to use the elf and scythe guy to his advantage. He didn't waste any time making his way over to them, knocking three shades out in the process. Once there he went up to the two and after hearing, "Kreon you shouldn't have intervened in my passing of judgment..." he decided now would be the time to tell them his plan. Talking loud enough to catch there attention he said,

"Hey elf, scythe guy I want you two to listen to me. I got a deal to make with you two. I'll take out the small fry's and you two go and help that little guy take out Kreon. In exchange I want you to let me keep his body. Do we have a deal."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Talazar D'Tvala Character Portrait: Aelianus Kahstar Character Portrait: Krisiana Sharidian. Character Portrait: Raiyn Illander Character Portrait: Kirrah Shay Character Portrait: Nira Ku
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Kirrah Shay

"Wait! Don't, you'll get yourself killed!" Kirrah shouted at Kiriko as he rushed down the hill. Her hand shot out to grab him, but she was a second too late. He was down into the clearing in a matter of seconds, his wind magic speeding him along. To add to it, the other man who had joined them also followed Kiriko down to the fighting. Her heart shot to her throat as the Jewel Princess receded in her mind, only lending her strength to keep Raiyn's still frame upright. God's he was heavy, she pulled him up closer to her, struggling to stay standing under his weight.

Kirrah shifted her gaze to Aelianus, the only one who seemed eager to leave just as she wanted to. She motioned for him to come help her with Raiyn and held her other sword in her hand. She would use the wind to help them get a fair distance away from the fighting. Things were going down hill so quickly that she was afraid they wouldn't even get far enough away to make a difference. Fear clouded her mind as she stood there with Raiyn. Behind her magic exploded across the valley, thundering through the air as if a storm had been brewing and was now unleashing its torrent.

Once Raiyn was secured, she let lose the magic in the jewel with help from the Princess inside her. Turning she looked to Aelianus as they quickly moved through the forest, light on their feet, "Do you know where we can stop to heal him?" Her heart was in her throat as she shot a quick look back at Raiyn's unconscious form. Blood was all over him, and she could still see it glistening as it slowly trickled from each of his wounds. If they didn't hurry, she feared the worst for him.

Nira Ku

Her pale eyes caught the flash of steel and she could feel the air shift as the boy who had met her up on the hill came flying from the darkness at Kreon. She watched with an amused smile on her face as her husband looked at the young man with a deep frown. Then, as if he were swatting away a fly, Kreon unleashed his own power on the child. Black wind swept up around the lithe form of the jewel user and tossed him away into the darkness. Kreon had no time for such an insolent boy as he returned his steely gaze to Nira and Talazar.

Her eyes sparkled as Talazar lifted himself off her and put himself between her and Kreon, his voice thick with rage and acid as he spoke to the Shade leader. Her thoughts mirrored Talazar's. Yes, Kreon was going to regret ever interfering with her and Talazar's plans. Just as Talazar was about to attack the man, another figure came from the darkness, voicing his opinion of the situation. Apparently the tall man wanted to strike a deal, one that consisted of helping the young man who had been flung away in killing Kreon. Nira shifted her gaze to the man in the darkness for a mere moment.

Laughter bubbled from her lips, maniacal and on the edge of hysteria. Nira couldn't believe what she was hearing. Why would she even consider teaming with someone who used an Angelic Jewel? Power erupted from her fingers as she slowly controlled her laughter. She aimed just at the man's feet, exploding the dirt around him in a show of her energy.

"Lets say you survive my Shades, all of them," she swept her gaze around the area that was swarming with men and women in black cloaks, "Then you'll have to deal with me. I'll enjoy killing you," she promised him. With a flick of her hand she ordered those that had sided with her and Talazar to attack the tall brute of a man. Weapons were drawn and the air was filled with dark magic as each Shade powered their Demon Jewel. One man couldn't stand against the thirty or so Shades that had joined with Talazar and Nira.

Across from her, she noted that Kreon had flicked his own hand forward, ordering the rest to attack her and the two men that had jumped down into the fighting. With her eyes bright, she flexed her hand and waited for the enemy to grow closer to her. The first one to reach her got a chest full of her electricity. Her scream was the first of many to penetrate the air. Nira leaned over and took the girls sword from her dead fingers, weighing the blade in her palm. The light weight was perfect for her, the demon jewel sprang to life as well. A different kind of power that she'd never used before but would enjoy getting used to. Shadow magic wasn't something she'd used before but it seemed to be a perfect match for her innate powers.

Leaving her magical circle, Nira disappeared and reappeared right in the midst of Kreon's Shades as they slowly came forward to try to encircle those that had joined her and Talazar. Letting the magic from the jewel expand, the darkness swirled around her, filling her with a different kind of power that she knew she was going to relish. Tendrils of dark magic reached out and encircled six of the men around her that had whirled around to face her the moment she had appeared. The misty darkness crushed their throats, lifted them off the ground and slowly pushed its way down into their body via their mouths. Their choking cries were exceptional as she watched each of them writhe and struggle in her hold.

Once their twisting forms stopped struggling she let them all drop from her demonic hold. Two rushed her from the side, but she saw them before they could get close to her. Snapping her attention to them, her hair flying about her face and shoulders, she lifted her hand and from her finger tips her dark magic crackled through the air as it rushed at them both. Together they were flung backwards, hitting the ground with a bone crunching force. Once more Nira disappeared only to reappear right next to Kreon. He was quick as she swung the sword at him, her lithe form easily countering his next strike. The dark magic swirled around the blade and extended towards him. Only his own Demon Jewel and power kept the darkness from killing him.

This fight was just barely beginning, Nira grinned at the thought. Oh how the night was going to ring with the sounds of the dying.

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Character Portrait: Talazar D'Tvala Character Portrait: Aelianus Kahstar Character Portrait: Krisiana Sharidian. Character Portrait: Raiyn Illander Character Portrait: Kirrah Shay Character Portrait: Nira Ku
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Talazar

The man gave only a sideways glance to the boy who came flying out of the darkness at Kreon. True enough Talazar thought of Kreon as a pathetic weakling who hid behind an army of shades, but he knew he wasn't totally powerless, in fact he was well aware that one slip up and even Talazar could meet a foul end. Nevertheless, it seemed the boy, in a sudden burst of over excitement, had naively overlooked this, and thus resulted in him being thrown away like a rag-doll. Where he landed, Talazar didn't know, but that was hardly of importance as Kreon's eyes came back to meet his own. The man matched his cold gaze and for a moment he simply stood there, waiting, until another voice and presence broke through too his conscience.

"Hey elf, scythe guy I want you two to listen to me. I got a deal to make with you two. I'll take out the small fry's and you two go and help that little guy take out Kreon. In exchange I want you to let me keep his body. Do we have a deal."

Talazar couldn't help it. He broke Kreon's gaze now to look back at the man, somewhat shocked. To even suggest such a thing was beyond comprehensible. Talazar refused to work with anyone besides Nira, and only put up with Aelianus for the few times he'd actually come in handy in a sticky situation, yet here this man was, a total stranger wielding an angelic jewel with the audacity to approach two of the most dangerous shades, and suggest a temporary alliance? The man scoffed loudly, then fought back the need to break down coughing again as his stomach tightened. Luckily enough, his own voice wasn't needed as Nira stole his words, sending a spray of magic towards the man's feet in before speaking.


"Lets say you survive my Shades, all of them. Then you'll have to deal with me. I'll enjoy killing you."

Talazar smiled at the woman and couldn't help but chuckle, though once more this act turned into a fit of bloodied coughing. He took a moment to collect himself before speaking, his cold tone leaving no room for argument. "You best move along, you're outmatched here."

At Nira's orders, he noted a large grouping of the shades advancing and knew that she'd ordered them on the man, then was pleased to see Kreon do the same as he turned to him again. His smile widened as he readied himself for combat, and he ignored the pain that ran up his arm as his torn muscles worked to balance the weight of his scythe. He just registered the woman now as she began her assault, killing off one woman before instantly appearing within Kreon's forces and in moments, unleashing a magic that he'd only seldom seen. The cries of those dying were music, and Talazar laughed again, though controlled his fit this time.

Stepping forward towards Kreon, Talazar had waited for Nira to occupy him before making his own advance. In one motion he brought Raiyn's sword around the front of his body as he turned slightly to the right, the hilt held just in front of the left shoulder whlie the blade extended parallel to the man and out to his side. He then thrust forward as the weapon ignited into hellish flames that licked at the metal, the tip aimed directly for Kreon. With a twist, it mattered not if Kreon evaded as Talazar then pulled back the weapon and pivoted his body, now coming forward with his left arm that held the scythe. In a way it was the same concept he'd pulled on Raiyn, positioning the weapon to either meet the evasion, or go beyond it and pull back. Even with a block, the scythe would be a deadly flanking attack, and this time, Talazar was ready for any tricks.


Aelianus

The boy watched the other two quickly disappear to join the fray, and knew that it was a deathwish. Shades were powerful, and in a mass like this it'd be too easy to just get overwhelmed by stray attacks. However, that was the least of the boy's worries. He nodded quickly as the Princess motioned for him to help her with Raiyn. With the boy situated between the two of them, Aelianus allowed the girl to whisk them away by means of her air attributed jewel. The travel was efficient, ans Aelianus was glad to be rid of the clearing, though he knew that Nira or Talazar would no doubt find the simple letter he'd left for them, concealed in a place only they would think to look.

"Do you know where we can stop to heal him?"
Aelianus thought on the question a moment before finally nodding. Seeing Raiyn's bloodied state, the idea hit him immediately as he recalled the sight of Talazar just years prior. There was a place, yes, and it was probably the single spot on earth that the scythe-wielding man refused to revisit.

"Yeah," Aelianus said, "I've just the place, and I can assure you that Talazar wouldn't even think of going there. We've got to go west though, I'll show you." As Aelianus spoke, he readied himself to face what he knew awaited. A old tattered house, decorated in the most beautiful way anyone could image, a beaming face, no doubt a kiss on the cheek despite his age, some treats, but most of all, help. Their destination would be the boy's old home, the place he'd taken Talazar after finding him in such a desecrated state where his mother had tended to the man until he was fit enough to travel. Aelianus knew how much Talazar despised the cheery woman, the overly decorated house with all it's flowers and sweet fragrant smells. Yes, surely they'd be safe there, he thought as once more a warm, happy smile appeared on his face.

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"Yeah, I've just the place, and I can assure you that Talazar wouldn't even think of going there. We've got to go west though, I'll show you," Aelianus said as he looked to her. Kirrah nodded her head and directed her wind to go west. Light on their feet, and with most of the air cushioning Raiyn's unconscious body, they made the trip quicker than the Princess expected. Tucked away in the country side was a small house that looked like it was nothing but a flower garden. Kirrah raised an eyebrow as she set her eyes on the place.

Coming up to the door, she knocked on the wood with the handle of her weapon, not allowing the wind to falter lest they drop Raiyn from sheer weight and her own exhaustion. It was a few minutes after that the door slowly opened and an elderly lady looked up at them, her gray hair swept back in a bun with strands of it curling around her weathered face. Oddly enough, portions of her face and especially her eyes matched Aelianus and it didn't take long for Kirrah to realize that this was his mother. A hot blush worked it's way up to her face as she looked over Raiyn's still form to the Shade standing next to her.

"My my it's been a while," her voice croaked out as she reached out, fully swinging the door open. A bright smile lit her face as she took hold of Aelianus' face and brought him down to kiss him. Kirrah wasn't sure what to do or say, so she just stood there waiting for the woman to notice that they had someone who was in dire need of healing. After a moment, the elder woman finally turned to Kirrah.

"She's very pretty by the way," the elder woman said slyly then turned to the boy between them, "Bring him inside now. Lay him on the bed over there," she waved her hand off to the right as they all slid into the house. Only when they had Raiyn laid on the bed did Kirrah let her magic fade. She felt the drain on her energy immediately and swayed on her feet. Abruptly she took a seat right next to Raiyn, holding her head between her hands as her sword clattered to the floor. The steps of the elder woman could be heard in another room as she gathered whatever it was she needed.

After a moment, Kirrah finally looked up. The house was small but well furnished. Flowers were everywhere, their pots in different shades of color and situated in just about every corner of the house. Yarn balls were in a huge basket next to a rocking chair and a half finished blanket lying half on and half off the chair was right across from the Princess. Her face heated again as she looked to Raiyn and realized that his bleeding body was going to ruin her bedding, but the thought was quickly chased away as she felt a twinge of fear at his well being curl in her chest.

"Help me remove his shirt," the woman said as she came back in with a large bowl of water and several clothes. Slowly, Kirrah reached forward and began undoing the ties to his leather shirt. Once it was off, she had to look away as the sight of his wounds filled her with fear. Not only that but his tone skin was making her nervous. Needing something to do, she got up and went in search of Aelianus. Once she found him, she looked at him for a moment before looking away.

"She's your mother, right? She's very sweet. I appreciate you're taking Raiyn here to have him healed," she started, then her forehead wrinkled slightly as she looked back at him, "Why?" she asked softly.

"Why did you join the Shades," her voice dropping to keep the words from the mothers sharp ears.

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Aelianus smiled as his footsteps beat up the cobblestone path towards his old home. Nestled within the trees, positioned at the edge of the small clearing, the house was old yet sturdy, with a strong tiled roof and slightly cracked walls, though one probably couldn't even see them past the vines that wove up the sides. Immediately the first thing everyone would notice was a tangled mass of green over what could be just recognized as a building, making it almost seems as though it was some sort of abandoned or ruined house, if not for the fact that the plants were so vibrant, lively and well kept. The small size of the structure probably didn't help either, as over the years since the boy's departure, the plants had seemed to have multiplied ten-fold. The simple chimney that always was spewing out a thin trail of grey smoke, and the door and windows that had the plants around them well trimmed were just the few signs that any sort of human life existed within the masses of overwhelming, yet delicately balanced, flora.

The pathway was simple stone with a barrier of shrubs on either side, harboring a multitude of various flowers, and teaming with insects and small birds. Past the walls to both left and right, were two small gardens that held even more plants. Unlike the norm however of probably vegetables, the gardens consisted of large decorative pots, watering cans, old bird baths, broken cart wheels, benches and anything else under the sun.

What was truly spectacular was the way it was all set up, no doubt the result of years of meticulous work. Everything seemed to have a place and blended together in just the right way that, when looked at, it was almost as if the placement of everything was part of nature's design. The way a vine wrapped intricately and delicately around an old wheel, cradling it as it supported itself on the side of a beautifully carved stone bench that was surrounded by several old shelves, all of who's drawers were inhabited by green. An apple tree positioned over a birdbath with its base encompassed by small rocks and pots, a miniature statuette here or there. It truly was as if, on first glance, everything man-made belonged.

Approaching the door, Aelianus let the girl knock and couldn't help but beam at the old woman who responded. He didn't bother fighting back the woman's warm embrace and hug but instead returned them both eagerly and warmly. The woman was missed truly every time the boy left, and he was always happy to return now and again, always to receive the same old ""My my it's been a while." Smiling still, Aelianus nodded as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Yes, indeed mother. Glad to see you!" He then allowed her to take in the sight of Raiyn and the Princess, but couldn't help but blush at the woman's comment. True enough he agreed, but he'd never thought about it. As far as he was concerned the girl's only priorities were to the unconscious figure held between the two, and Aelianus was fine with that.

At the woman's orders he helped Raiyn down, but then had to walk away as he couldn't bear even the slightest amount of blood. How he'd overlooked it all, especially when he had some on his shirt the whole time, he didn't know. Wandering off now, the boy made his way to an old room down the hall. The smaller plants in their respectively sized pots greeted him all along the way, on shelves, decorating corners with rocks and more statues. How the woman kept everything so tidy while still having her own life, he didn't know even to this day, but then again, tending to all of this may very well be her life all together.

He smiled at the thought as he entered his old bedroom. Replacing his old worn clothes, he dawned a new shirt, pants and boots, but left the cloak that marked him as a shade. As far as his mother was concerned, she was unaware or simply overlooked it. Whatever the case, himself being part of such an organization would be the one thing that Aelianus knew would most likely cause the woman to have a stroke. Absolutely nothing else seemed to bother her.

Walking back out into the hall, Aelianus found the Princess who seemed to have been looking for him. He smiled at her as she spoke, asking about his mother, saying she as sweet and then asking him why exactly he'd brought Raiyn here to be healed. The boy's eyes trailed upwards for a moment as he considered this, but finally he shrugged.

"Because I help people." he said quite frankly, as if the statement spoke for itself. "Because he stood up to Talazar and for what he thought was right. I suppose I just don't like seeing conflict and.. everything else. I like to help, and actually, seeing Raiyn like this reminded me of seeing Ta-" Aelianus cut off quickly, his eyes now darting away entirely from where they had traveled to meet the Princess'. Now was probably a good time to answer the other question, so quickly he jumped to that subject instead.

"Because," he shrugged, "Ah.. Well I don't know." Truly the boy was still unsure of his choice, but he did know why. Now however wasn't the time to say anything, so he disregarded both topics and instead glanced back to the door. "Care to go outside? He's in good hands." He looked at her again now, then added the last statement to bring the conversation back to a friendly exchange on neutral ground, someplace they could start while hopefully avoiding the subject of the shades. "I don't think I ever got your name."

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Kirrah Shay

"Care to go outside? He's in good hands. I don't think I ever got your name," Aelianus said. Kirrah gave a slow nod to him and they headed for the back door of the house. Her gaze flicked to him, unsure about his answer. She wasn't sure if it was just that he didn't want to speak about it, or if he was just avoiding the question entirely for some other unknown reasons.

Kirrah didn't know, nor did she really care at the moment. As they walked outside, she let her gaze roam about the garden. It was all very well tended to, the roses in full bloom, tulips and gardenias as well. The garden was alive and full of flowers that she couldn't even begin to name, the greenery pleasing to the eye. Fountains were placed all around as well, the water inside them trickling loudly and creating a nice sound in the back yard that mixed with the sounds of the birds. Kirrah took a moment to take a deep breath and smell the lovely scents of the flowers and the clean air. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been in such a reprieve.

"My name's Kirrah. Kirrah Shay," she said to him finally. It was almost nice to give her name, though she still feared getting to close to anyone.

It's too late for that, the soft voice that was the Jewel Princess' whispered to her.

How so?

We both know our feelings towards him. You can't deny it forever.

Kirrah sighed then as her eyes softened with the thought of Raiyn firmly present in her mind. She worried over him more so now than before. She continued to blame the feelings on the Princess who'd seen more of him than she herself had in the past few days. Being constantly under attack by those that wielded Demon Jewel's was becoming draining and she was beginning to think that she would soon lose herself to the Princess inside. To that thought, the other half of her being huffed in annoyance.

We are one in the same, you just refuse to believe it.

Kirrah let that one go and instead turned to Aelianus, "You're sure we're safe here?"

Nira Ku

She could tell that Talazar was losing his energy quickly. The overextended scythe that meant to catch Kreon straight across his back missed the Shade leader as the man simply sidestepped away from the weapon. In the same motion, he brought up his sword and connected with the stolen weapon that Talazar was using. Nira cursed under her breath and prepared to launch a flurry of attacks against her husband. As the power filled her, she noted that one of the Shades was doing particularly well in the fighting, and to her pleasure, he was fighting for her.

She recognized him, his dual weapons something rare seen among the Shades, and his choice in Demon Jewel's was a rare one as well. She couldn't recall his name, but she'd seen him enough to know he was one of the better Shades of the entire group. With a wicked grin, she knew that they had won this battle. Her weapon raised, the shadowy mist filtering from the Demon Jewel and sliding down her blade. Mixing with it, she dragged her magic forward and disappeared. Nira reappeared right behind her husband as he was still locked with Talazar and shoved her blade right through his side. The ugly look on her face told that she'd missed her mark for Kreon had suddenly stepped to the side.

Even so, the blade had done it's damage and her magic electrified and spread across him. Pulling her blade slowly from him, she savored the sound of his scream. Her magic rippling all across him. Moving slowly, she flicked her blade, throwing crimson liquid all around as she moved to face him. Her lips returned to their smile as she put one hand on her hip and leveled her blade underneath her husbands neck.

"Oh, how satisfying this is."

"Nira," the man started, the sickening sound of his voice grating on her nerves.

"Oh please. Don't start begging for your life, Kreon. It'll only drag you further down. Besides, I don't want to hear begging, I want to hear screaming," she hissed as she pulled her blade back and shoved it through his shoulder. To her annoyance, the man bit his tongue and didn't utter a sound. Nira twisted the blade cruelly in his shoulder.

"I knew you were a traitor," he spat at her, blood coating his lips.

The elf grinned in response, leaning forward she whispered to him, "Then why did you marry me?"

"The same reason you married me," he replied, the cold look in his eyes making her grin widen. Then she laughed, her rich voice lifting over the din of fighting. Pulling her sword free, she prepared to land the final strike, cutting off his head would be sufficient enough for her. As she brought the weapon back down with the misty shadows stretching out in eagerness, Kreon faded from sight and never reappeared. Nira's smile turned into a harsh snarl as her voice screamed out in rage. Twirling around, her eyes were wild as she looked for the cowardly man. A growl issued forth from her throat as she stood there. The Shades who had been with Kreon took that moment to retreat.

With a sweep of her hand, she yelled out, "Hunt them down! Kill them all! You!" she pointed to the one who wielded the unique dual weapons. Curling her finger towards herself, she beckoned for him to come to her, "Help him," she jerked her head to Talazar. In his fighting he'd managed to re-open the wounds that she'd cauterized. "Take him up to the top of that hill. We'll be making our head quarters out of the village that is near by. Stop the bleeding," she ordered him. Once the Shades had finished carrying out her orders, she would send the bulk of them to the village and kill the villagers, officially making it hers.

After a moment of calming herself, she went up the hill as well to wait for her Shades to return. As she made it to the top, her sharp eyes spotted a white piece of paper just barely hidden under a lump of dirt at the base of a tree. The paper was too obvious and her only thought was that it was Aelianus. Only he would think to do something like that. Bending over, she picked up the paper and opened it. Once she was finished, her eyes were narrowed and she crumpled the paper between her fingers. She would show it to Talazar once he was in better shape, however, if she laid eyes on the boy again she'd run her blade through him without hesitation.

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Aelianus

"My name's Kirrah. Kirrah Shay," said the girl.

Aelianus simply nodded before saying, "Not sure if you'd caught mine, but," the boy took a moment to gather the highest esteemed and most humbled voice he could before continuing, "Aelianus Kahstar, at your service, Princess." He mocked a bow simply for fun, then stood up straight, smiling at the girl. The look on her face as his gaze came back up, told him that the Princess had zoned momentarily, lost in deep thought. Aelianus waited a moment before she finally seemed to come to, immediately asking about the safety of this place they had chosen to seek refuge in.

Smiling still, Aelianus couldn't help but chuckle. His eyes wandered around for a moment as he considered this question, and immediately, memories came back of Talazar, the strong willed man whom considered himself almost invincible, brought down to near death and forced to be cared for like a child. For someone like him, it must've been truly humbling, if not humiliating. For two months Talazar was bed ridden, completely sapped of energy due to the many wounds he'd sustained. The battle had of course caused his blood to flow more rapidly, and then the long journey only aided in the man's loss even more. Aelianus knew though how much he hated it. He'd watched Talazar wake, always with the same spiteful look and try to fight back the hands that healed him, but to no avail. The man could barely turn his head without passing out from dizziness, let alone hold down his food.

It wasn't until after the first month, when the man was able to maintain consciousness and request that Aelianus fetch the scythe from the battle scene, did he finally calm, somewhat. Apparently it was his prize, with the wager being that if Talazar could beat the man and his friends without the use of a jewel, while they had in their possession earth, air, and fire, then he could have the weapon. What it meant to him other than a trophy, Aelianus didn't know, being, he wasn't sure why the man had wanted it in the first place. He didn't ask however, but simply carried out the order and brought back the weapon, if only to cease the profanities and constant struggles against restraints to be set free, despite still having several broken bones and delicate stitching.

After the second month, when Talazar couldn't stand being locked in the house any longer, with all its natural beauty and overly happy occupants, Aelianus' mother finally let him lose. Her words of warnings were lost to the man as he shot out the door. It seemed that with so much time lying in bed, his restlessness was too overwhelming, and at that point, in his mostly healed state, Talazar had immediately begun destroying everything in sight.

Finally satisfied with his work in successfully turning everything within a thirty meter radius to a genocidal aftermath against all things plant-like, the man had given the boy a wicked smile, the cruel gleam in his eye now returned from when he had first met him. Aelianus remembered the words perfectly, and in his head, he recited them. Be thankful I'm sparring you and this house, and be lucky that this place sickens me so much, saving my life or not, that I'll be damned if I ever come back.

Nodding again and still smiling, Aelianus looked back to Kirrah and spoke, "I'm certain we'll be safe here."

Talazar

The man's usual beginning combo with the scythe and sword had failed, but Talazar couldn't think of anything more. As Kreon batted away the boy's sword with his own, Talazar found himself faltering slightly. His adrenaline was beginning to wear, and the pain in his chest from three wind blades was becoming more evident. He bit back the stinging sensation that came with each breath, ignored the warm moister that poured from his now reopened wounds, but it wasn't enough.

Nira had now begun to distract Kreon, and Talazar just had looked up from another coughing fit just to see a rather audacious shade come at him, but he was going to ensure that they'd know even in this state, he was just as deadly as ever. As the man's sword came down in a diagonal overhead sweep, Talazar simply mirrored the movement in a reverse, his own sword moving across his body from his lower left, to his right shoulder, severing the man's arm just below the elbow. The man's screams were then cut short as Talazar's left arm followed, sweeping around his body and bringing the shaft of the scythe hard into his temple. The movement was powerful, but clumsy, and as he did it, Talazar realized just how much damage had actually been inflicted on him.

The weight of the scythe brought the man down and another bloodied fit ensued. It was about then that Kreon had retreated, and though Talazar hadn't seen what Nira had done, he was sure she could come up with an adequate punishment for him.

"Hunt them down! Kill them all!"

The elven woman's voice rang out to those shades who allied themselves with her's and Talazar's side, ordering for them to hunt down the fools who dared oppose them. Talazar slowly lifted himself off the ground at this, hell bent on pursuing the treacherous rats and delivering judgment, but his body wouldn't allow it. Despite how hard he tried to keep himself upright, the man swayed a moment from his kneeling position, which was as far as he got in standing, before the world seemed to topple and go dark. Somehow the sensation was familiar, and the man frowned in both confusion and anger as he recollected the event; Aelianus, stabbing him, passing out, waking in the boy's house and being stuck there. He would've preferred dying, truly.

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Nira Ku

Black circles extended out from under her feet and encased both her and the sleeping form of Talazar right next to her. The screams from the village had long since died down and her satisfaction from them was sated. The elf teleported herself and the large Shade into the town, appearing in the middle of the dark street littered with bodies of the dead and dying. A large building just to her right that probably once belonged to a wealthy owner caught her gaze and she walked inside it to take a quick look. She didn't leave Talazar's unconscious body for long and was soon right next to him, teleporting them into the house. She didn't have the strength to lift his heavy weight so she settled for putting a pillow beneath his head on the floor and covering him with a heavy wool blanket. Once finished she ignited all the candles in the house with a sweep of her hand.

Nira easily found paper in the house and with a prick of her finger, the droplet of blood extended out and wrote a summoning message to all the Shades who had been wise enough to join her and Talazar. Another black circle extended and the papers disappeared one after the other to call the Shades to the building that she'd taken as her own. They needed a plan for both Kreon and the Princess. To her, the girl wasn't all that much of a threat to her plans, however she was a nuisance and the fact that the boy had shown superior power to Talazar was infuriating to Nira. In the end it was merely vengeance that drove her thoughts to kill the woman and her lover.

Kreon, was a matter entirely different. The man had started off brilliantly in his plans and endeavor to create a weapon from all of the Demonic Jewels to wipe the slate clean. Destroying the world and starting over with nothing but scratch. The perfect balance to the world. Nira knew that the man had collected a good amount of Demon Jewel's and she wanted them. Not only for her own stores in case she or any of her Shades lost their jewels to the boy, but also because if she had them, then she would be four steps ahead of Kreon in creating this weapon he dreamt of. Retrieving the stones would be difficult, but she'd seen the vault that Kreon kept them in and knew exactly where to teleport to in order to get in.

A sly smile lifted her lips as she stood there with one hand over her chest while the other traced the curve of her mouth. The firelight reflected in her pale eyes and made her figure seemingly glow in the dim lighting. It would be soon that the Shades would be answering her call. The first thing she planned to do was find the Princess and her companions and slowly tear them apart.

Raiyn Illander

Groggily he opened his eyes and groaned as he shifted on the soft mattress beneath him. His body felt tight as if something were wrapped all around him and he glanced down to his chest to see that his entire upper body was indeed wrapped up in white linen. Some places were stained a dull red, the rest was a brilliant white. He pulled his arms up beneath him and pushed himself up into a sitting position.

"My, the young are so eager to get moving. Be gentle dear or you'll ruin what I've done," a soft voice chided him. Turning his head Raiyn met a warm, wrinkled face with white hair piled in a bun and a smile.

"Where am I?" he asked softly.

"My son brought you and a pretty girl here several hours ago, dear. You were just about dead by the time they got here, glad you made it when you did," the old woman got up then and started busying herself with the many pots of plants that lined the windowsill. Slowly, Raiyn shifted his body so that he could lean against the wall, the movement paining him as he went. Talazar's attack had taken a great toll on him, he'd lost a lot of blood and he still felt as if he could sleep for days.

"You're son?" he muttered.

"Yes, Aelianus. He's a good man, always helping those around him even if they're strangers," she chuckled softly. The name Aelianus rung a bell, but it took him a moment to react and when he did, he shot a startled look to the old woman who was clipping the dead leaves off of a shrubbery.

"Aelianus? Good... you can't be-"

"Raiyn!"

His attention snapped to shout of his name, his hand immediately going to his sword at his side only to brush air. Simultaneously he met the gaze of the beautiful Princess as he literally freaked out about his missing sword.

"Princess!" He cried in shock, half because of his missing weapon and half because of her sudden appearance. The girl rushed into the room and took a seat right next to him.

"You shouldn't be moving, you're injuries are still fresh. I'm surprised you're awake. You should be sleeping," she bombarded him. Raiyn could hardly keep up. Was it the Princess he was talking to, or the girl that she inhabited? He couldn't tell. The only time it was really apparent was when there were active demon jewels around. He arched an eyebrow at her before looking away and resuming his stony features. Memories of how Talazar had broken passed the carefully constructed barriers filled him with fear. He was going to have to be much more careful, the killer inside him was obviously still very much alive.

"I'm fine," he told her, his cold tone returning. He refused to meet her gaze. Raiyn wasn't about to let himself lose his structure, and next time he would be sure to fight harder against Talazar. Next time, he would kill the Shade and be done with him.

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Aelianus

The boy watched as the girl exclaimed happily the boy's name when he awoke. He himself stood in the doorway as the Princess went to sit next to the newly conscious Raiyn, and he couldn't help but smile and shake his head as he had caught the man's attempts at drawing a weapon. Talazar had done the same thing, though when he found he didn't have a weapon he also tried to simply strangle the woman whom catered to him, but didn't get too far as just moments later he was sprawled on his back again trying to catch his breath. Raiyn at least was in better shape.

Aelianus waited as the girl sent a torrent of statements at him and chuckled. She sounded just like a concerned parent, looking out only for his health and urging that he simply rest. True enough that was best for him, but if he wanted to wake so be it. With death at the doorstep, Talazar certainly didn't just lie back and die, no, that's what sedatives were for, otherwise, the boy knew, he'd of gone on a rampage and killed everyone and himself in the process. Looking to his mother, he simply returned her warm smile and shrugged, then paced into the room as Raiyn gave his response, but something about it seemed off, as if for some reason he was trying to shut everyone out suddenly.

Tilting his head, Aelianus dismissed the thought for now as he looked at the man.

"Morning," he said cheerily, "Took quite a beating, surprised you're already awake. How're you feeling?"

There was a slight pause as Aelianus waited for the answer before his mother broke in, her inquisitive eyes taking a moment to rest on everyone present. The boy couldn't help but feel though, always, that her eyes, or frankly any parent's, seemed to go beyond simply looking at you, but instead they dug into you and sought out the truth behind everything you said, every excuse you made. The boy gave a half-hearted smile at the woman's words.

"Indeed, the wounds were quite substantial," she had said, "I'm curious, what happened exactly?"


Talazar

"Ha, fancy meeting you here. Is this really who I think it is?"

Talazar looked up, an eyebrow raised, from his drink. He was sitting near the back corner of a bar, slouched over in a booth with his feet perched up on the table. An ornate sword was lying across the hardwood next to several emptied glasses, and the man himself was donned in a rather tattered and beaten old brown cloak. As his gaze came up, he found himself looking at a sneering man whom reminded him too much of a rat.

The cold beady eyes stared at him expectantly, the dark color nearly eliminating his pupils altogether, adding to the effect. From what Talazar witnessed, it seemed like always, some part of his body was twitching, while his poor excuse for a mustache was unkempt, uneven and wiry, falling down his lips like some grotesque whiskers. His hair was combed back in the same manner as Talazar's, but it was a pure black and looked greasy. The man knew exactly who this was, so he set down his drink and faked a smile, as if pleased that this hideous presence was invading on his, until now, rather enjoyable night.

"Titus," he said quietly. "What a rather, unpleasant surprise..."

The man scoffed as he forced his way into the seat opposite Talazar, and immediately he was taking hold of the sword which he had left on the table. Never being one to beat around the bush, the man's words cut directly to his point. "You're becoming quite popular my friend. Murders, raids, sounds like something a group of bandits would do. Some organized crime group."

"Like yourself?" Talazar cut in. He gave the man a wicked grin before tilting his head back and downing the rest of the coppery-colored liquid he was drinking.

"Well you'd think so, but it seems someone, one man, has been doing the work for me, or rather, instead of me... But he's a little more sloppy, leaving witnesses to report a single male, white hair, traveling alone."

"Oh?"

"We can't have business being ruined, can we?" the man said as he set down the sword and leaned in across the table. His breath stunk terribly of blood, and Talazar had to wonder exactly just what he was doing prior to his coming here. Even so, the man simply shrugged.

"You mean to tell me the mighty Titus, leader of a supposedly not half-ass mercenary group, is being outdone by a single man?" Talazar laughed as he brought his boots to the floor with a rather loud thud, then turned in the seat to better face the man. "Perhaps you are just half-ass."

Titus shook his head, his face contorting into a cruel grin, one that belonged to someone who was scheming about something, plotting the imminent downfall of a competitor of business. "You're a funny man, you know that? It's bad enough operating with shades around, makes life difficult enough, but now a single man, you, are ruining my work even more. There's no profit in it, and now people are beginning to doubt me, we can't have that, you understand, right?"

"You were never good enough for the profit, and besides, no one ever had faith in you." Talazar said flatly. "But, nevertheless, what do you plan to do about that?" The sword was now perfectly centered on the table between the two, and neither had any other weapon. The man's grin, Talazar noted, had grown even more and now, to the point that it resembled a cat, cunning and sly. Leaning back, he awaited the response, but registered the presence of several others now standing from the booths to either side of his own, as well as from other randomized tables through the bar.

"I've got a proposition for you," he said quietly, his group of twenty or so men having finally congregated. "But I warn you, the stakes are pretty high."

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Nira Ku

The glowing light illuminated her form, the flames having turned green by her power, a simple snap of her fingers making the change. Her arms were crossed as she waited for the Shades to fill the room, one of the first to be there was Drogoth, then others filled in, until finally the entire room was filled. Nira was pleased to see that so many had joined with her. The elf's lips pulled into a small smirk as she swept her pale gaze across them. Her eyes fixed on a few of them for a little while longer than others. After a moment she finally spoke, having let them all settle.

"You all chose wisely," her voice was soft as she spoke, "You're loyalty will be tested," another pause as she passed her eyes over them, "Fail and you'll find I'm far crueler than Kreon," her lips parted into a bigger smile, one filled with malice and venom, "I enjoy the screams of my prey."

Her eyes glittered as she let the first part of her little speech settle in. Allow them to realize that they were either with her entirely, or they would find themselves in the afterlife far sooner than they expected. She cocked her head off to the side slightly before she continued.

"Drogoth," she jerked her head at him, "You've been promoted," her smile was no less inviting that it was before, "Talazar is your leader, I'm your second in command and Drogoth is your lieutenant. His word is my word. Disobey him..." she left the sentence unfinished.

Her eyes settled on the man with the twin blades, "Your task is to find the Jewel Princess and her damned lover. Kill them however you please, but don't return here until you've done that. Take anyone you want, use whatever you need, just get it done," her eyes narrowed.

"The rest of you will stay here and secure the village, patrols will be set up and watch the walls at all times. Your training continues here."

"And where will you go?" A Shade asked her.

The elf's sharp gaze narrowed in on the woman who had spoken, "To get what is ours."

"What would that be exactly?" Another asked, his voice holding suspicion.

Nira's arms came uncrossed and the fingers of her left hand uncurled, her dark magic crackling around her fingers as she stood there staring at the two that has spoken, "That is none of your concern, Shade." Her hand snapped open completely and the magic hit the floor with a loud crack and raced to the young woman who had questioned her to begin with. A loud, sharp scream filled the air as Nira's magic filled her. The woman's body curled backwards, lifted off the ground. Finally, Nira let the magic go and the woman's body dropped to the floor.

The other Shade drew his sword, the steel ringing in the air as he stepped forward. His face was twisted in anger as he glared at Nira, who's eyes were wild with excitement as she grinned at him. Her heart pounded quickly with adrenaline and her magic pulsed through her arm and fingers, black lightening crackling up and down her arm.

"I must commend your bravery boy," she whispered as she prepared to kill him in the same manner.

Raiyn Illander

"Morning. Took quite a beating, surprised you're already awake. How're you feeling?" Aelianus asked him as he walked into the room and leaned against the wall near him. Raiyn turned slightly to look up at the young man who smiled down at him.

"Fine. I heal quickly," he replied softly. He avoided his gaze to the pretty Princess, unsure if he could really keep up his barriers against her. Even as he sat there, she'd reached forward and was checking his wounds, her warm fingers brushing across his bare shoulder as the other hand gently patted the bandage that covered his entire torso. He swallowed hard and tried his best to ignore her close presence.

"Indeed, the wounds were quite substantial. I'm curious, what happened exactly?"

"I was ambushed. By a Shade," was the only thing that Raiyn offered for the elder woman's question. The Princess on the other hand spoke more than he did and he felt his face burning as he cursed his luck.

"He was taken, then almost killed by a very powerful Shade. We were lucky to reach him in time. As powerful as he is, he couldn't have survived much longer against that man. Raiyn is very lucky that we had somewhere to go immediately to treat his wounds," she said, her attention fully on the old woman. Raiyn gave a soft growl of irritation at the back of his throat and shrugged his shoulders, though he winced immediately after and regretted the movement.

"Stay still, you'll reopen your wounds," the Princess said as she checked him over one last time.

"I said I'm fine, I heal quickly."

"Yes, I know I heard the first time. You won't be healing quickly from these though," she pressed, her sharp gaze matching his. She was stubborn and after a moment he found himself losing his carefully built facade as he stared at her. Finally, he quickly looked away and settled against the wall before closing his eyes. A soft pat on his arm told him that the girl had stood.

"I knew you were still tired. Get more rest, Raiyn."

"Your name?" Raiyn asked after a moment, hearing that she'd only made it to the doorway. He never opened his eyes, biting his tongue mentally.

"What?"

His eyebrow came down in irritation, "Your name. I never got it," he said firmly, seeping the cold tone back into his voice.

"Kirrah."

He cracked an eye open to look at her, then nodded and settled back against the wall in a feigned attempt to sleep.

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Nira Ku

Her gaze glittered as she looked around the room. None stepped forward and a cold calm rested over the group as if they'd had their voice boxes torn from their throats. The green lighting flickered gently as she waited a moment before speaking. Slowly, Nira walked towards Talazar and stood next to him as she issued the order.

"Drogoth, find the Princess, kill her. Leave the boy for Talazar," she told him, changing her mind slightly on her previous order to him. With Talazar awake, she knew that he would want to kill the young man himself, and she would allow it, even revel in it. However, the girl didn't matter. She didn't care how Drogoth did it, so long as he killed her. Her gaze looked towards the rest of the Shades, "Those that don't join him, secure this place and wait for my return," with a wave of her hand, she dismissed the group and turned to look at Talazar.

"I will bring something to ease the pain and help heal you faster. The sooner you are at your full capacity the better. Besides, there are many who await your scythe's blade. I'll return soon enough. Try not to kill to many of them while I'm gone," she said to him, her eyes dropping to his chest to inspect the cuts that had been partially healed and closed by Drogoth. With a flash of a smile, she opened her hand out over the floor and the spell circle swirled out beneath her feet. A second later and she was gone from the place.

Kirrah Shay

"He needs some medicine made, would you accompany me my dear?" the elder woman asked as she walked out of the room and gripped Kirrah's arm in strong warm fingers. The Princess looked down to her smiling face and nodded, her own lips parting in a smile.

"I would be happy to," she said to the elder woman and left the house with her. The garden was huge, almost jungle like. The sounds of the water fountains filled the air giving the garden a calming effect that soothed her body and thoughts. The elder woman leaned over and began working her way through her plants, her wrinkled hands nimbly moving aside leaves and roots, pulling out things that didn't belong in the soil such as weeds and dead branches.

"What am I looking for?" Kirrah asked.

"There's four plants I use for these medicines. One is a green leaf that is flat and smooth, very dark in color. The second is a root that is from a tiny red flower. The third is another leaf, but light green and very fuzzy to the touch and finally the last ingredient I need is a purple leaf with a green streak down it's center. Collect at least five of each just to make sure I have enough."

Kirrah nodded, repeating the list to herself several times so she would remember. Slowly, she scoured the garden, her fingers rubbing and touching every green leaf she came upon. Occasionally she would call out to the old woman asking if the leaf she was looking at was the right one. However, each time she thought she'd found it, Kirrah was told 'No, but very close my dear, keep looking'. The garden was so big that Kirrah thought she would be out there for hours on the search for the four elusive herbs.

She was beginning to grow a bit restless as she worked, but pushed the feeling down. The Princess inside her felt the same as well, which didn't help in trying to keep her irritation to a minimum. Finally after an hours worth of searching, Kirrah reached the end of the garden and heaved a heavy sigh. She'd long since lost sight of the elder woman and so raised her voice to be heard across the expanse of dark underbrush, trees and overly scented flowers.

"I can't find what you need! Where are you?"

"Over here, dear, no need to shout," the old woman called just from her left. Kirrah jumped slightly, having not seen the woman because of a huge bush of roses blocking the way. Aelianus' mother came around the edge of the bush and smiled at her with a soft sigh, "It looks as if I need to go into town for what I need. It shouldn't take me too long."

"You're going to go to town?" Kirrah asked in astonishment. The elder woman just looked at her, a slightly confused smile on her lips.

"Why yes, of course. He needs the medicine if he's going to heal properly."

"Let me go, please. I'll get what you need and be right back," Kirrah insisted.

"Well... alright, but I'll have to send Aelianus with you. Wouldn't want you getting lost or anything."

"Thank you! I'll be sure to get everything you need and return quickly."

The woman gave her a bright smile as they headed back to the house, her loud voice calling for her son, "Aelianus! I need you to do something for me, my dear!"

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Aelianus watched happily as Kirrah and his mother left the building to collect the necessary herbs, and quickly he got to work. He glanced at Raiyn just once, smiled, and scurried from the room. Gathering some information was necessary, and while he didn't want to collect it now, he knew Nira or Talazar would probably maim him if he did otherwise. He'd probably already stalled long enough, so it was as good a time as any, he supposed.

In the kitchen Aelianus glanced out the window just once to ensure that the two women were both deep into the masses of plants before he opened up a cabinet. Inside he looked at the many jars, bags or cans of herbs and whatnot, but then disregarded it all as his gaze fell upon what he was mainly looking for.

Taking two of the simple cups, Aelianus knew how to make a sweet herbal tea used for easing pain and relaxing or relieving stress, his mother had shown him, and it was actually quite delicious. He knew also, however, that it would be a nice cover for what he was about to do. Brewing it was simple and took but a few minutes, but the boy's goal wasn't simply to make a drink. Reaching into his pocket, Aelianus produced a tiny vile of a potent formula that works within a minute or so, immediately decreasing the senses and working much like a truth serum due to it's overpowering effects that could make someone ramble on about even their deepest or darkest secrets. It was a dirty trick, and Aelianus was hoping that he wouldn't of had to use it, but from what he'd just seen with the Princess, the man had once more locked himself away.

Back in Raiyn's room, Aelianus smiled again as he reentered with the tray and two cups, then set it down next to the bed. "Thirsty? I'm guessing that after all you've been through a little drink would be nice, yes?" The boy handed Raiyn the little concoction while he himself had the untainted cup, and he simply sat back and waited. Due to the normal effects of the tea, their calming abilities, Aelianus found it easier than he thought to try to look like he wasn't up to anything, but instead like this was just a casual nicety. After a long few minutes, when the boy was sure the drug would've adequately entered into Raiyn's person, he set down his own cup and leaned forward.

"So, how're you feeling? I think you're one of the few people, and by few, I mean two, who've lived after fighting Talazar..." The boy smiled and reached over, giving him a congratulatory pat on the shoulder before glancing around. "So, what're you up to with your life, hmm? Nice guy, I'm sure you've been pretty busy roaming the lands or something, right?" Aelianus' smile never faded but stayed genuine as he spoke, not that it would matter though. "You know I'm sorry if I invaded a bit earlier with the gems and your life, what you were doing before all this, I was just trying to make conversation. I definitely didn't want to intrude, and really, I do apologize. But, I still want to know how you got all those gems. Just that good at killing shades?"

A slight chuckle escaped Aelianus as he continued. He really didn't want to do this, a part of him was saying no, yet another was truly curious, whilst yet another still said that Nira and Talazar required the intel. Nevertheless, Aelianus simply said to himself that it was for his own gain, that it was because he too wanted to know that he was doing this. At least the lie to himself helped ease his conscience, if only a little.

"What're they for anyway? Probably just a hobby I take it? Not like Talazar and his belt."

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Aelianus

Aelianus listened intently to Raiyn speak, unable to hold back the flow of his words and thoughts due to the drugged tea. When he had finished, the boy was about to question further, however it seemed that no more information would come from the man.

Immediately afterwards, whether it was because of the drugs, the tea, his overworked self, or a combination of all three, Raiyn had departed off into a deep slumber. Very well, this was fine with him, and it was just then that he heard the voice of his mother calling to him as she reentered the house. Perfect timing, he thought. He got what he needed, and hopefully by the time Raiyn awoke, the effects of the serum would've left his system. "I'm in here mother," he called in response to the woman.

Silently he committed what Raiyn had said to memory, he'd send the intel to Nira and Talazar later. Truly whatever task his mother needed him to accomplish was more important, so for now he allowed the idea of punishment for being late slip his mind.

"Yes?" he asked happily as the two women appeared in the doorway. Standing up, he motioned to the sleeping figure of Raiyn and put his finger to his lips. It probably wasn't necessary, but even now Aelianus thought he at least deserved that; some quiet, some peace while he slept. He admired the man, truly, for all he'd been through and he'd sort out the information later. No doubt, Raiyn was strong, and in more ways than one, but Aelianus didn't have time to dwell on the matter as he waited patiently to hear what task his mother required of him.


Talazar

Talazar stood as Nira appeared next to him. He didn't speak, but simply paced over a few feet to where his weapon was still impaled into the floor, allowing the woman to address someone else. "Drogoth, find the Princess, kill her. Leave the boy for Talazar," The man turned his head just slightly, enough to register whom she was talking to, this person who was tasked with eliminating the Princess. He seemed worthy, powerful, but even so, things could change quickly on the battlefield. Often it humored the man how many shades were truly incompetent, hiding behind a false mask they didn't deserve to wear, humiliations to the organization, if one could call it such. Nevertheless, Talazar shrugged as the woman addressed everyone else, administering orders to them before she was speaking specifically to him.

"I will bring something to ease the pain and help heal you faster. The sooner you are at your full capacity the better. Besides, there are many who await your scythe's blade. I'll return soon enough. Try not to kill to many of them while I'm gone," she had said. Talazar scoffed, what pain? True enough he was doing his best to not wince with some breaths and movements, but why would he show that, or any amount of gratitude? Nodding silently, he allowed the woman to inspect him before disappearing, engulfed by her own magic.

Turning now, Talazar took a moment to investigate this man known as Drogoth, with a rather overly critical eye. His fingers flexed on his scythe before finally he nodded. He was satisfied, and though because he'd passed out and was unable to see the man's skills previously, he could still tell a well trained fighter when he saw one. "Drogoth," he said finally. "Let's go hunting..."

Talazar was itching to be moving. Despite not having anything on besides his pants and boots, he was ready to proceed. The belt and shirt would come later, and no matter where he went, Nira would no doubt find him and could bring whatever he needed. Glancing around, he paced past the man and whomever else still lingered, out of the building and into the streets. He frowned at the fact that he was unable to partake in the decimation of he populous, but he could make up for that later. Besides, he thought, his total body count, civilian or otherwise, was a number that not even he could keep track of.

Without waiting another moment, he was moving towards the gates, his scythe now in it's usual position, dragging behind him with its blade tearing through the ground. No matter how many times he did this, the man knew the blade would remain sharp, simply because of the way it was made, fashioned unlike most swords, with the hardest steel being along the edge, and having a softened back to support it. This was contrary to the normal soft blade, hardened steel support, but it was much more effective.

The man thought about this as he continued on, pausing only a moment to test the air around him. Call it a killer instinct, one that was well tuned to what happened around him, but he felt like something was amiss, like an unknown presence was concealed just out of sight. Talazar waited, his eyes scanning around him before he simply continued walking. Whatever it was, he had no doubt that he could handle it, he thought to himself as he finally came to the gates that marked the edge of the town. Whether or not Drogoth or any other shades cared to join him, he didn't care. For now it was up to them, but he definitely wasn't staying put.

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Kirrah Shay

"I need you to go with Kirrah to town and gather some supplies for me. You know which ones I need right, my dear? Fetis root, the Ule leaves, Venel flowers and Ki leaves," the elder woman said as she bustled around the kitchen area. From a bag in a drawer she withdrew some gold and turned to give it to Aelianus. Kirrah watched the exchange with a soft sigh. She could hardly remember her own family. As she handed the money over to her son, she reached up and pecked him on the cheek with her wrinkled lips.

A pat on his shoulder and a warm smile sent them off from the front porch of the house. Aelianus' mother looked to Kirrah and gave her the same smile as she waved them off, "Don't worry dear child, he will be just fine here. We will see you when you get back."

Kirrah turned then and walked off the porch and followed after Aelianus who was at the end of the walkway waiting for her. She looked up at him and gave a short nod before turning once more and gazing back at the house. She didn't feel right leaving the house suddenly. With Raiyn in the condition he was in, and the elder woman the only other person there. If anything were to happen... Kirrah shook her head. No need to think on terrible thoughts, it would only hinder her. Inside her, the Jewel Princess gave a nod of approval.

"Lead the way," she said as she turned back to Aelianus. The faster they went to town, the sooner they could get back. She wanted Raiyn back on his feet and ready to move as soon as possible. Staying in one place for too long was never a good thing.

Nira Ku

Books exploded all around her. The magic tingled in the air and she reveled in the feel of fighting her one equal aside from Talazar. The pumping adrenaline was almost enough to drown out any other noise in the room. Another blast of magic from Kreon hit the side of the shelving she was ducking behind, the wood splintered, showering her in sharp little pieces. Fluidly, she moved out from her cover, one hand raised to block the next shot of power and the other weaving her own attack. The black mist around her formed into a solid spike of electrical magic, then shot forward from her hand right at the man standing at the door.

She knew she could get the demon jewels, as many as she wanted, the only thing that was slowly becoming a problem was leaving the room. Nira couldn't teleport out of the room due to Kreon's spells that were carved into the walls around them. It was the one thing that he was good at. Keeping people out of his private rooms via magic, no one could teleport in or out. That was her one hitch in the plan that had formed in her mind earlier.

Nira wasn't worried about it though, she knew she could escape easily enough. Distract her husband and she was golden. She, above anyone else, knew his weaknesses, and the elf was rather good at exploiting them. Magic circulated the around her, covering the jewels that lay at her feet. Her power transported them from their place on the floor and table, to her many pouches that she had along her waist. Nira could feel the usually light weighted belt, grow heavier. Magic pounded at her shield, all the while she grinned at her husband standing in the doorway.

She let her power build and the room was soon in a torrent of magical energy that whipped about her. Books and loose paper flew about the room as she stood there letting her magic show just how deadly she was.

"I wonder, could you really kill your wife, Kreon?" She called out. She heard no response, and so her lips lifted into a larger smile and her voice laughed. Her power exploded outwards, the enormous amount breaking apart the shelving all around them. All the while her black magic was swirling around the books on the table behind her. Those too were coming with her as she needed them to finish what Kreon had started.

"Well my dear husband, I guess that's one sided isn't it?"

Nira's eyes darkened as her power released from her. Her usually light features became black with her evil intent. The black mist covered her as all of her energy shot outwards.

***

Nira reappeared in the building that she'd called her own. Her gaze swept the room and immediately knew that Talazar had gone off to do something on his own. It didn't bother her that he'd done so. Instead she pulled out the jewels from her pockets and set them on the table. Next she let the books go from under arm, each one hitting the table with a loud 'thud'. Blood stained a few of them and she took a deep breath, her eyes narrowing at the stains. Then she looked to her body, lifting her arm to see her side.

Sure enough there was a blood stain on her white clothing. With a growl of annoyance she rolled her shoulder and ignored the shallow wound. It was nothing but a pest to bug her. Easily ignoring the dull pain, she flipped through the pages of the books, searching for whatever it was that Kreon had been intent on putting together. She knew it was a weapon of some kind, but exactly what it was, she didn't know.

All the same, her lips dragged into a cruel smile. She'd won the fight and left Kreon in a near death situation. Her pale eyes lifted and reflected the eerie green flames in the room. Plans whirling all around in her head. This was only the beginning.

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Aelianus

"I need you to go with Kirrah to town and gather some supplies for me. You know which ones I need right, my dear? Fetis root, the Ule leaves, Venel flowers and Ki leaves."

Aelianus listened intently as his mother specified his task, moving around the kitchen all the while before finally producing a pouch of gold. He knew he had plenty already, though didn't complain as far as getting more. It would be on some occasions, actually, that he'd slip in an extra coin for his mother, usually whenever he had a chance to stop by again, or even when he was younger while her attention was averted.

Nodding as she finished, he accepted the departing kiss, returned it and a hug, but then took a moment to fetch his sword from next to the door, and then slung the heavy chains over his shoulder. Perhaps it was just a habit, but he carried the equipment nonetheless. Waving to his mother, he uttered a quick, "Bye, be back soon," and was gone.

Outside he could tell Kirrah was less than pleased with having to leave Raiyn. Obviously she felt a little unsettled, so he thought perhaps he could try something to cheer her up, or calm her nerves. He wasn't sure what would be easier, but when she spoke for him to lead the way, he waited a moment. It was indeed tempting to suggest she stay behind, but he needed some information on her to report to Nira and Talazar, so for now he simply settled with attempting to make her feel a little more at ease with Raiyn left sleeping at the house.

"He'll be fine," he said finally. "Talazar won't be making an appearance anytime soon." Of course Aelianus could've mentioned the other shades, Nira for example, or numerous more, but he didn't. He couldn't account for them, but he hoped that Kirrah could overlook that, because he knew at least one shade, and one of the more powerful, would be more than out of the proximity. With a reassuring smile, he began trudging down the little dirt road towards town. The walk wouldn't be too far anyway, so fetching the herbs wouldn't take long at all. It was about halfway there that Aelianus thought conversation would be necessary.

"So, you seem like a nice girl. I'm curious though, and if I'm intruding, I'm sorry, but..." The boy wasn't sure where to start, but he knew it was easier talking to a person about oneself, when the other knew a little about the one asking the questions. Instead of taking his more conventional approach, Aelianus decided a new idea. "You know what, actually. Why don't you ask me something, anything." The warm smile he gave her was to show that he was perfectly fine with talking about himself or whatever she could dare ask, so he simply waited. Perhaps if she could learn a little about him, she'd be more inclined to talking about herself. True enough the information would be a bit slower, but in the end, it should pay off.


Talazar

Talazar stopped in a large clearing just down a road that lead probably to nowhere but more trees. The sights and sounds were becoming monotonous, and he needed something new. Plus, he couldn't help but shake the feeling that there was another presence that didn't belong. Perhaps Kreon's men? No, he doubted it, but he knew there was someone or something watching them. Bandits, muggers? Either way, Talazar had hoped that whoever it was would've had the courage, the audacity to show themselves instead of hiding away in the shadows.

Shrugging, Talazar glanced around his small party of shades, taking a moment to decide on his next plan of action. There was a fork up ahead, the man could see, so he decided to use it to his advantage. "Drogoth," he ordered, "Take...him," he nodded to Dezera, "and go for a walk."

Without even waiting for a response, Talazar began moving down the road once more. He knew if this man was any sort of person he took him to be, then he'd of picked up on what Talazar was doing. Splitting would hopefully cause whoever was trailing them to follow one or the other, and then whoever didn't end up with the stalkers, could double back and try to discern who it was that was now on the tail of whichever group they did follow. The plan was simple, but effective. Even if there were a number of people after them and they split to go after both parties, it could still work simply because one group would be hard pressed to get past whomever they chose to follow, when they found out they were going back around. No warnings could be passed, not effectively at least, so for now a simple game was exactly what Talazar needed.

Glancing back just once, Talazar had three remaining shades with him who had chosen to tag along. He watched the other two disappear down the opposite road, then continued on his way.

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Kirrah Shay

The dirt road was straight and empty. The night sky slowly turned to dawn as tendrils of light purple illuminated the horizon in the east. Her eyes shifted to Aelianus as he spoke to her. They'd been on the road not to long and already the young man was talkative. Kirrah raised an eyebrow at him as he seemed to want to ask her something but switched midway and proposed for her to ask him anything instead.

The Jewel Princess was silent for some time as she really didn't know what to ask him. They'd gone quite a ways down the street before something came to mind for her to ask him. She'd seen it in the garden of his mothers home. While she had been searching for the herbs that she required for Raiyn, she'd noted something of interest lying hidden amongst the bushes and flowers. The little stone had a symbol on it's polished surface and was tucked away, half hidden by the soil of the plants.

"Back at your mothers, I saw a stone hidden in the plants. It had a symbol on it. What is the purpose of your mother having a hex stone in her garden?" She asked finally, her eyes shifting to look up at him. Her hand was on her weapon as they walked. Then the Jewel Princess inside her brought back the memory of the young man knocking her out during the fight with the elven Shade. Kirrah's eyebrow came down as she remembered that detail and her fingers tightened around the hilt of the blade.

"And once you've answered that, you can answer me why you knocked me out when we were fighting the elven Shade."

Nira Ku

The page slowly turned under her slender finger. Her eyes scanning the page carefully. A slow smile was forming on her lips, coming through her concentration as she was starting to realize what it was that Kreon had been so intent on creating. Now she had her hands on the weapon and the destruction of the entire world. A way to rebuild everything as she saw fit. The page depicted a kind of weapon that was created out of the use of dozens of Demon Jewels and... surprisingly, two very powerful Angelic Jewels.

Nira's mind immediately went to two that she knew of. In fact, if she remembered correctly, the boy had lost his jewel to Talazar. He was lucky to be alive, very lucky. Not many got away with their lives at all. Had the Jewel Princess not shown up, he would have lost his life. It wouldn't have mattered how powerful he was at the time, his wounds were too many and too critical. However, he still had her worried. Something at the back of her mind told her that the damn pest of a young man was still alive.

Her eyes turned from the page where the weapon was laid out in front of her and she spotted two Shades standing guard on either side of the doorway into her chamber. Straightening herself, she moved to the doorway and called to them. Turning they each didn't seem all too surprised at her return and she grinned at them. It was rare, but there were a few who seemed to be respectable among the ranks of the Shades.

"Did Drogoth leave in search of the Jewel Princess?"

"He went with Talazar, Nira."

She hummed lightly, only a slight irritation crossing her face but then it had been Talazar who'd ordered the young Shade to join him, so she wasn't entirely angry. With a sigh she jerked her head at the one to her left, "You, take a few Shades and scout out her general whereabouts. Send one back when you find her. I'll be sending Drogoth to you when he returns from his... hunting trip," she grinned wickedly at the last part. The Shade bowed his head and left immediately.

Nira turned back to the spell books and decided it was about time to start putting the weapon together.

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Character Portrait: Aelianus Kahstar Character Portrait: Kirrah Shay
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"Back at your mothers, I saw a stone hidden in the plants. It had a symbol on it. What is the purpose of your mother having a hex stone in her garden?"

Aelianus' footsteps suddenly broke their rhythm on the dirt road, the girl's question jarring something that he'd tried so hard to forget within his mind. Quickly he regathered himself, hopefully before she noticed anything, though his warm smile was suddenly gone. Immediately his eyes averted, beginning to wander around as if this topic was some sort of close-kept secret, which, in a way it was, and he didn't want anyone to overhear him talking about it. Aelianus' eyebrows came together for a moment before his hand came up to rub his chin, then travel back to scratch his head, with his eyes now moving back towards the girl.

"Ah, you found that? Heh..." The topic was touchy, that was almost certain, and Aelianus wasn't totally sure about speaking of it. "Yeah, that." Perhaps if there wasn't so much history, so many painful memories in that single stone, within that little engraving, the boy wouldn't have found it so difficult to speak of it; but that wasn't the case, and his voice, the way he spoke, did little to hide that fact.

"Well," he tried again, "Huh, I mean, what's the purpose of any hex stone right? I mean, people die and stuff, you know... Er, ..Yeah" Applying a humorous tone to the matter didn't do any good, and Aelianus found his forced smile once more fading. It was near impossible to be happy or make any sort of jokes on the subject, it just didn't feel right for him after all that had happened. He finally gave up on the act and simply sighed, but he still didn't want to answer the question, at least not now, and he wasn't sure if ever.

Quickly, he adjusted topics to the girl's second inquiry, that being a little more easy to handle, though his hands were now fidgeting around on himself, wiping up and down his shirt, playing with his chains or simply wrestling one another for dominance. He refused to meet Kirrah's gaze as well, so he simply spoke off to the sky or trees.

"Well, I suppose it was because I knew the Princess was appearing, or, I guess appearing. Is that right, I..." Although he wasn't necessarily speaking towards her, he was speaking at her. Albeit, he was still a bit evasive and somewhat jumpy, but his words were sincere and seemed to come easier, but not by much. "Well, we had civilians around, sleeping.. and others with us. I just didn't want anyone else to be hurt, because I saw what power came with the presence of a demonic jewel... And you'd only just recovered..." Aelianus stopped again, because he truly wasn't entirely sure why he'd done it, he just did.

"Besides, I know Nira... sort of. That's exactly what she would want. The Princess going rampant, destroying everything and everyone. I wasn't sure if Talazar was around too. Both of them would be overjoyed if the Princess took control, and it was too easy earlier." How to phrase it exactly, Aelianus wasn't sure. His mind was still dwelling on the previous subject, the hex stone, the girl. Finally he just gave up on talking, and simply shut down a moment to calm himself. It wasn't that big of a deal to get worked up over, life happens, he supposed, though he knew it was a lie, and when the town finally came into view, he allowed himself another breath of relief.

"Ah, we're here!" he managed finally. He tried to put the happy tone back into his voice, but his words still came out as if the obvious was still a blatant lie. The attempted smile failed him too, again, so he simply quickened his pace, as if he could abandon those last few awkward moments, leave them stranded on the road, never to be relived again.