braioch8201 10-27-2008 08:43 PM Papers rustled as red eyes swept over the mess that lay before him, Enoch sighed as he looked at the mess that lay before him. So much to deal with, Aviose laying in some other screwed up realm, a chaotic mess of in fighting and rebellions, and not to mention the Elysium's destruction.
These human's were making quite a mess of things, and something needed to be done and fast. His assistant was running around frantically trying to gain every bit of information that was pouring into the office. Enoch watched the man with a mild amusement, but then sighed and waved his hand.
"Sean, still yourself for one moment..."
The young vampire snapped to attention, "Sir?"
"I want these so called "clan" leaders that are causing the stir amongst the vampires in this city in my office immediately. After that I need the leaders of each of the Lycan clans that are willing, to meet me here, and if you please contact the mage council as well."
The young vampire had a look of disgust on his face causing Enoch to raise his eyebrows, "You have objections?"
The vampire looked troubled but spoke up, "Do we really need the help of those mongrels or magic tricksters?"
Enoch's eyes narrowed, "Enough. Call the squabbling vampire "leaders" and then the others, now!"
The young vampire all but scuttled out of the office leaving Enoch to shake his head. Within moments he heard the sound of several vampires walking to Aviose's office.
My office I suppose
"Come in."
The doors swung open, and five disgruntled vampires walked into the room. Enoch stood, his presence practically washed over the room.
"Alright, it's more than come to my attention that there have been more than enough in-fighting between you all."
More than one of the leaders began to speak up but was cut off by Enoch.
"No, I believe it goes without saying that this fighting needs to end, especially at a time such as this. We have this new and foreign threat of humans that we have never had before, and you waste time, energy, and allies to fight amongst yourself for a hierarchy? That's got to stop. We will not be defeated by our own pride, now do we?"
Five heads shook in silence, "Good, now also I want you to understand that we will hopefully be working in accordance with the Lycans and Mages. NO, I will not hear protests on this matter, Prince Aviose was right in this matter. Excepting the fact that he took a far too arrogant role in the matter. It is time for this feud between the species' to end, the time of animosity and warring has met it's conclusion. Now that includes within the species itself, and I should not have to say this, but it seems I will. Spread this proclamation across the city, if any Vampire within the city limits attacks another vampire, or a lycan, they will be put to death...understood."
Five seperate resigned but obeying faces nodded. Enoch waved them out, and sat down with a sigh. Now all that was left was to receive word on the other leaders of the city, and he heard another old friend was within the city limits.
"Sean after you've made the calls to the leaders of the Lycan's and the Mage's council, I need you to find me the contact number for Memnoch, I believe it's time for a reunion of sorts."
Elvenoff 10-28-2008 10:17 AM The city rose before him like stretching skeleton fingers reaching out to the heavens from a deep dark chasm of forbidden shadows searching for a relief that was not there, at least that is what its inhabitants came to believe. It's this carnage that brings forth the true warriors, the ones that stands up for all instead of for themselves. Eyes narrowed as they scanned over the concrete horizon before him, they did not search for anything in particular but anything that would catch his eye and interest.
“So this is hellspawn?†his eye brow arched over his left eye as he continued to look over the city from his cliff side view. His fingers gently rubbing over the family crest pendent that rested mid-center of his chest. Its dark sphere encrusted with a Double headed Silver Hawk was handed down from generation to generation to where it now resides, releasing it from his fingers with a sigh, “Well, might as well venture forth and see what awaits inside†His eyes locked upon a long winding path that leads down to the flats.
Lowering himself and scooping up his duffel bags, he took a moment to over look the city one more time. Its shadows were deep and from the feel of the air there was blood running deep. Troubled times was something he thought he was done with. The wars of Europe were bad enough to deal with, but for some reason the Prince was having a much harder time over here. His mind drifted back to several of the conflicts that he had engaged, none gave him this deep feeling of concern. There was more brewing here than what the letter informed him of...And that spelled trouble...
Turning, he made his way down the winding path and began his walk into the city limits. His mind removing all past events, thoughts, and wantings so that he was focused upon what was going on around him. His training in the ninjistu aided him greatly in the wars of Europe, and now it was time to use these skills once more.
The Cities dark shadows engulfed him as he walked upon one of the cities backside streets, the familiar sounds of city life reaching his ears, sirens, the hissing of steam pipes from old buildings, the honking and rattling of city traffic. “Well, here it begins.†his words crept out over his now becoming parched lips. It was only a matter of time before he would find out what side of the city he had entered into, so without anymore delay, he removed the silver katana from his bag and slipped it over his shoulder. “Let the fun begin.†as he continued to make his way down the street. He knew the prince would sense his arrival and would dispatch a runner to fetch him. It was only a matter of time...
braioch8201 10-29-2008 01:06 PM "Enoch, it's been..centuries..." Memnoch's voice rang out clear through the office. It had taken him little time to reach the office once again, only this time instead of taking leave for Aviose, here sat his old friend.
Enoch smiled softly, "Yes it has been awhile..."
Memnoch smirked, "I fail to be suprised that you are the one to take the late Prince's place."
Enoch rolled his eyes, "as much as I would love to catch up and other sentimental small talk, I have actual business with you."
Memnoch raised his eyebrows, "I suppose you too would like to ask for my aid as well?"
"Considering you are one of the fiercest warriors that I've known, lacking restraint and sanity at times, but nonetheless efficient."
Memnoch laughed, "You flatter me, as a matter of fact I would gladly work for you old friend, and for nothing."
"That's nice to hear, then by all means you are hired. Your appetite for fellow blood will be kept within the realms of the condemned and humans, understand?"
Memnoch's eyebrows raised again and smirked, "Fine...by the way did you know VonZarivich has reached the city limits?"
Enoch perked up, "Romstrahd VonZarivich?"
"The one and only..."
Enoch sighed with relief, pushing a small button in front of him, "Sean? I need you to send a runner for VonZarivich, it seems he's reached the limits. I need him here immediately, any aid he will be able to offer will be needed now, understood?"
"Yes sir, I'm on it."
Memnoch glanced up, "what do you think he'll have for you?"
"We'll see, two meetings down, two more to go...."
"Still going for reaching out towards the Lycans and Mages?"
"Unity is our only hope."
Ladypuppet 10-29-2008 05:07 PM *Cutra sighed softly the week had pasted and she still had yet to find the rouge mage. She knew that things were not well on any side…the werewolves wanted to kill the humans for attacking there tribes. She was placed in the middle of death. Listening to dieing souls ringing in her ears…The nightmares she suffered in her past of the death and destruction had started to come back and haunt her dreams once more she thought they were gone for good but there not. She sat in front of a coffee shop and sipped on a cup of strong black coffee, trying to shake her feelings. Which she could not, shutting her eyes she leaned forward on her hands which she had laced into one another. She figured that Shey, Jack and Shey pack would probably go and seek revenge on there dead. She stood and looked leaving the money for her coffee on the table. She picked up her black leather cloak slipping it back on she started down the street her main concern was Dherris. He had to be stopped and he had to be stopped soon. If he was left in the state he was in he would keep harming if not worst killing. Moving back to the hotel in which she rented. After which she redressed and let her hair down, which made her look very different then she normal would. She was dressed in long black jeans, a black tank top with blood red lace sleeves, a pair of black sneakers, and a black jacket. She grabbed her black backpack slipping her phone, hotel key, her motorcycle key, and some other personal items that she may need. She slide the bag onto her back and headed out of the room and down the stairs. She walked down the street the events of the past week still swam around in her head. Her face filled with sorrow thinking about her past she stopped and swaged against the wall. Sliding down it slowly silent tears fell down from her eyes…Why was she having a mental break down know…this was not the times or place for this to happen. She thought she had gotten over that years ago but she did. As the tear fell and hit the sidewalk a wave of sheer power sent through out the city. To mortals it was nothing but a tingling ,but to supernatural’s and mages they could feel the power. She pushed off the wall and ran down the street quickly moving. She passed an alley she could smell death and blood, she turned and walked down she could see the young boy that was dead. Seeing the smashed head she knew that a mage did it she could feel the life magic that was left behind. Once she stood her phone went off reaching down she hit the ignore button and let it go to voice mail. After which she called 911 and reached down shutting his eyes shaking softly as the cold soul left…Hoping he could find peace in the next world. She walked she knew Dherris he likes night clubs she thought to herself she moved slowly looking around and entered a night club. She spotted him immediately she was surprised she didn’t think it would be so easy. She moved no one on the mage council had seen her like she had today. She slinked over slowly and took a bar stool near him and ordered a seven seven on the rocks and sipped at it softly. She shut her eyes a new vampire emerged his presences she gave a small chuckle to herself and shook her head again her phone went off the same number again she ingored the call she didn’t want to deal with that. Dherris was her target he had to be taken care of. She looked as she got a text form one of her so called ~servant~ he worked for her. The messaged read that there was a new vampire prince. A wide smirk spread across her face she wondered how much of and arrogant ignorant butthole this one would be. She would take care of the princes body latter….Oh this was going to be fun.*
_________________ I am the darkness that surrounds me, I am the air that surrounds me, I am the land that hides me, I wait to strike, From the darkness, I wait to kill, From out of thin air, I am invisible, And I am silent death. Prayer of Invisibility from The Imperial Infantryman's Uplifting Primer
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