Banished World

"Oh really?" Jessamine said, her speech slightly slurred. She slammed down her 7th pint and stumbled. "Fine... " she said and reached for a stool as she stumbled. She dragged herself into a sitting position, tripping on her high heels. "Damn those stupid things..." she mumbled.

Hawkeye saw Jessamine stumbling and fall down, he quickly stood up and helped her sit on a chair "You should know your limits too." he said to Jessamine, "Guys I'm done drinking." Hawkeye said looking at the demons while smiling and looked back at Jessamine.

"I-I-it's not my fault that I'm short and can't drink a lot," Jessamine said and rubbed her head with her hands. She stood up and wrapped her coat around herself and said,"I-I need to go home." Her speech wasn't as slurred as before but it was still a little off. She began shakily walking towards the exit.

Looked at Jessamine as she shakily walked to the exit Hawkeye sighed walked over to her "Well at least let me walk you home." Hawkeye said grabbed her left arm and placed it over his shoulder and held it with his left arm and held Jessamines waist with his other hand. The other demons smirked "Smooth you human." they said and laughed, Hawkeye looked at them "Don't put me in the same level as you perverts." he said and stuck out his tongue at them.

There was probably a reason you don't book transport to Lykaurii. It's a bit of an odd thing that you have to be what seemed like being smuggled into a place like Xeffiane. And the odd little dodad's they make you wear on your chest then swear never to take them off or your life would hang in the balance. And to try not to draw attention to yourself. And the pointers on proper etiquette where...odd to say the least but it was the only transport away from the wolves. Some scrap metal merchants let her hitch a lift. She was still confused about all the advice they gave her...

Myu held rather more tightly than usual onto her camera. A small, rectangular device that was about the size of her palm that she was keeping both hands on as she tried to avoid eye contact with all two of the people that have walked down this street. The dark night of this world allowed the neon above her to wash over the concrete under foot. Her already dark brown hair looked black here, her fringe sporting a lock that characteristically curls upwards, regardless of what she does about it. Her leather flight jacket puff up her shadow, cast by the bar's lights. It's then made to vanish by the occasional sparks of a blade-smith sharpening an edge. Quickly, she decides to pocket her camera before looking around for signs. She seemed to relax a little more now that one of her important tools was hidden away. She turns, and turns again, looking up and down the street for anything that might look like a 'hotel' or something similar. No such luck.

"Shit..." She said, ending with a huff and crossing her arms. She looks over to the blade-smith, grubby and lit erratically in his shop with open doors. His shelves and wears flood out into the street, lined with blades of all kinds of sizes. Myu walks over to the man who barely makes a movement from the new attention except a wiggle of his yard-brush moustache. Could have been a spark.
"Hi! Err..I'll looking for a place to stay or something around here. Where would I find some place to stay?"
The Blade-Smith didn't look up from the blade he was inspecting: "Most bars and taverns'll put you up for a few nights."
"Like the one behind me?" Myu asked, happy to be getting somewhere.
"No." And with that, the Blade-Smith returns to his work.

Myu wonders away into the middle of the street again, muttering death threats.

"T-Thank you," Jessamine said. "To the right," she said,"but, wait one second." As she stood in the street she took off her heeled shoes and decided to walk barefoot. She didn't really care if she got any odd looks this late at night. She held the shoes in her hand and began walking with Hawkeye again. Jessamine appeared to be extremely feminine, but in truth she often acted quite brute and impulsive, not thinking about the consequences.

"Okay." Hawkeye replied as he turned to the right, "You know you are pretty care free woman, rare to see women like you... no offense." Hawkeye said with a slight chuckle. Hawkeye had just gotten here so he didn't know much about this world so he followed her guidance and if they get lost it probably be his fault Hawkeye has always gotten into trouble in the weirdest of ways also.

"I'll take that as a compliment," Jessamine said and yawned. She glanced around and realized she was home. "We're here!" she said. She pointed to a large stone home with a wooden door. An elaborate iron fence was in front. The iron swirling in numerous patterns, appearing to be very intricate. "Thank you," Jessamine said and turned to Hawkeye.

"Oh this is your home I see, its pretty big. Well I don't want to be a bother so I will take my leave then, I'll see you later Jessamine!" Hawkeye said with a smile and started to walk back in direction of the bar. I haven't been in this town for two days and I've made friends with someone Hawkeye thought, and placed his hands behind his head with a big smile on his face.

Jessamine entered opened the cool door to her house, and entered. The cool stone beneath her feet gave her a chill. She sighed and went to her bedroom. She took off her dress and changed into shorts and a camisole. She smiled, glad that she had met someone kind. She fell onto her bed, immediately falling asleep. She began to dream of the past, and awoke in a cold sweat.

Hawkeye kept walking finding himself in the bar once again he stopped at the entrance, "I feel an ominous force approaching, in great speeds." Hawkeye whispered; Then a man in dark armor and shrouds appears in the distance riding a black and heavily armored horse with red eyes and a shroud of black smoke behind it, he come inside the town passing by Hawkeye but the stops looking at him, "Death-death... to... all..." he says in a hissing tone, "What is one of the 7 doing here?" Hawkeye says, "We...are...signaling-signaling...the end-end..." the horseman says then a large black spear attacks Hawkeye, he dodges it and looks back at the horseman but hes gone; Hawkeye glares at the spot he was at, "Damn it..." he say's.

Uffie

Uffie had been sitting at the bar, knowing Zash likes alcohol she figured he'd be there by now. "Damn him." She yelled and looked back at the spear that was thrown "And damn all these demons!" She slammed her fist on the bar, it split right down the middle. "Eh.. sorry."

Zash

Zash was following the ominous presence he felt, getting more excited the closer he got "Come out and play bastard." He spoke loud to make sure it heard him, he joyfully spun the blade around in his hand laughing.

Jessamine awoke to all of the sounds outside. She wasn't drunk anymore. It seemed like necromancers could shake off alcohol quickly. She quickly pulled on some pants and a shirt, grabbing her dagger that helped her summon the deceased, and ran outside. "What in the world..." She said aloud. In front of her was a large dark mass, floating above the pavement. It turned to her and let out a piercing scream. Jessamine closed her eyes, her body beginning to glow. "Spirits assist me in my time of need," she chanted over and over again. Around her a silver aura began to form. Faces began to become visible. Jessamine was suddenly surrounded by spirits on all sides.

Hawkeye walked to the black spear and reached out to grab it but then stopped, the feeling of death enveloped the spear, then it dissipated in a dark smoke turning into a shrouded figure, Hawkeye jumped back "Damn it a Wraith." he said taking out his sword. The figure then flew towards Hawkeye, but he slashed it in half seeing it dissipate into thin air, but then saw more and more appear. "Judgement eh?" Hawkeye said as he attacked another one.

Jessamine whispered under her breath,"Assist me spirits.." The spirits formed a physical shield around her. Then, all of a sudden they attacked, launching forward in one mass of swirling mist. The black figure screamed again, and disappeared. "Thank you, spirits," Jessamine said, raising up her dagger. The silver phantoms rushed towards the upraised knife and entered the blade, disappearing under the cool metal. The rune marks lacing the metal momentarily glowed and then there was silence.

After cutting down countless wraiths they all vanished, "Damn, something is totally off here, what is one of the sevens lackeys doing here?" Hawkeye said. The sat on a near by bench thinking Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Mammon, Belphegor, Amon, Leviathan and Lucifer, the living embodiments of Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Sloth, Wrath, Envy and Pride why is one of their raiders doing here? They've never done this before and why Xeffiane of all places this is a demon realm after all. "GOD! What the hell is happening?!" Hawkeye said scratching his head.