Eddi's

Grimnir walked up to Eddi's and stared up at the sign then around himself. He pulled his hooded cloak over his head covering his wolf ears and made his approach indoors. It was loud as usual there were strippers and prostitutes all over the place but Grimnir payed them no mind. Walking up to the bar he took a seat and awaited the bartender to ask his standard question. Looking up for a moment to make eye contact as to not be rude Grimnir gave a low grumble. " I'll take a beer doesn't matter what kind whatever is cheapest i guess." Grimnir gazed throughout the crowd seeing if there was anything off about anyone. His spiritual gift allowed him to see the auras of others and he could determine whether or not they had evil intentions.

However his drink had arrived so turning to face the bar again Grimnir took his beer and took a sip from the top smacking his lips lightly at the bitter taste. He kept to himself mostly and tried to enjoy his evening as much as he could in the loud obnoxious environment. As he sat one of the strippers made her way through the crowd and stopped behind Grimnir giving him a tap on the shoulder. Grimnir turned to face her. " May I help you ma'am?" She stared at him then down at his pants line and gave him a sweet sincere smile. " Depends on what your packing cause I could use a little...relief if you know what I mean." Grimnir smirked then looked up at her his eyes dark grey and swirled like clouds. " Go bother someone else whore I'm not interested in your type." The stripper looked appalled by his statement but she didn't leave she simply stared almost entranced by his eyes Grimnir sighed and got up downing the rest of his beer and he went outside the bar and lit up a cigarette puffing small clouds of smoke into the sky as it began to rain.

The rain came down in thick sheets, a young man stood outside the bar, smoking a cigarette. A man is a black cloak began walking down the road leading towards the bar. The man was a messenger of the Creator, he was sent here to find a new herald, a warrior who could handle almost any situation. "Oi, kid, come 'er, I wanna talk to ya!" the man shouted at him. "I have a challenge for you! If you can take off my hat in a fight, I will tell you why I have come here." he said as he shot a beam of light through the guy's cigarette, "Smoking is bad fer ya helt, kid!"

Grimnir listened to the man bellow something at him as he listened he paused his smoking only to have his cigarette shot in half. Groaning Grimnir turned to face the man looking at the man's hat then he sighed. Lifting his hands he put them together in semi balled fists and placed them side by side in front of him. He began to move his hands out away from each other and as he did a silver glowing staff appeared in between his balled hands. Grimnir spun the staff and performed a large wave over his head with it as he did it sprouted a double headed scythe blade that looked like a Crescent Moon. " Just the hat. Well I'll try to aim for just that." Grimnir began to run towards the man as he got halfway he jumped and spun swinging the scythe in a big arch launching a wave of moon energy towards the man. He didn't know who he was or why he was here nor did he care but the mans first mistake was challenging Grimnir his last was destroying his last cigarette.

The Messenger watch as Grimnir summoned his weapon. "A scythe, huh, my master will find ya hilariously similar to his last herald, prepare for combat!" he shouted. He just watched and planned his next moves as the warrior brandished his scythe and launched several energy based attacks at him. "Hmph, ya best choose a better form of attack than energy, boyo!" he laughed as he vanished with a flourish.

As the fight proceeded a man in a long ceremonial robe sat on the roof of a nearby house. "Good, a skilled warrior, capable of utilizing lunar magicks; continue, Messenger; assure me he can bring me Marius's unconscious body!" he telepathically spoke to his Messenger.

As the fight began to drag on Grimnir lost his temper. " Fine you want top play hard ball let's play!" Grimnir's scythe disappeared and he began to glow with Lunar Magic. " Stage of the Moon: Second Stage, Stage of the Half Moon!" Grimnir gained claws fangs and slit glowing white eyes. On top of that his tail and ears perked out the fur turning a glowing white. Suddenly he was gone and behind the so called messenger. " Try and dodge me now "BOYO"!" Grimnir would slash with his claw with enough force that it tore up the ground in its wake if he would collide with the man he would be launched into a nearby wall if he missed the ground would certainly have seen better days and most likely crater with sufficient magnitude to crack the surrounding foundation.

If further anger came to Grimnir he would proceed to his Full Moon Stage second only to his final form. In his full moon stage his strength and speed would increase significantly. He was wary to waste so much power on this Messenger person so he was wary of this person's skills.

The Creator walked with gleeful interest, a warrior whose fury and ferocity were unmatched, a talent for high speed combat, a perfect opponent for Marius, and a great addition to the Syndicate.

"HA, good job keeping up but I'm not the one ya' should be chasing aftah, He is!" The Messenger said as he pointed towards a awning at himself. The one that Grimnir was paying attention to was just an after image and the real Messenger had set up a trap. "Heaven's Chalice: Shine down ya' radiant light, burn away my enemies and cast out all darkness." he shouted with his hands glowing and pointed towards the sky. Beams of golden and white hot light began to etch themselves into the ground below him and covering a space of 40 yards, the lights were creating a massive spell circle with a small circle in the center flashing, it was trying to draw in energy, light and warmth, to create a holy beacon of light that broke through the clouds and sending shock waves across the sky.
Silence fell upon Central as the beam began to dim, and an object slowly descended from the Heavens. A goblet, no, a chalice, was coming down to Exas, it glowed and shimmered with a warm golden color. The chalice was made an unknown white substance, with gold trace work and glyphs all over it. The Messenger dove for the Chalice sending a massive field of light mines out as he glided across the street from his perch. "There is no way he can defeat me! This minefield will tear him to shred and the Chalice will end this." he thought with a great smirk smearing across his face.

"ENOUGH!!!!!!" The Creator boomed, his hands outstretched. The the light-mine field and chalice both dissipated. "Boy, I am the father of all, the shaper of this Universe, your ruler, The Creator; come work for me, you will have power greater than anything of our wildest dreams." He pontificated as he descended from his vantage point, on a disc of golden light. He out streched his hand one more time and pointed it towards Grimnir, with out any effort at all he began to stripe the warrior of his transformed state returning him to his semi-human form.