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Thread: The cold man..

The young woman nodded slightly, even if he knew she didn't really have the right to press the point. Listening to him she looked uncomfortable So, I h-have to dr-rop of the f-face of the R-realm. she stated, worry in her voice. Her mind was racing with the thoughts of her family, not wanting them to think she had been killed, or for them to be targeted. With regret she pushed that aside and clutched the mandolin tightly to her chest, shaking her head. N-not my m-mandolin. she murmured, voice small. When he mentioned the word 'creature' her eyes flashed I'm not a creature! she snapped, her stammer gone in her anger. Looking irritated she nodded, mouth tight and walked after him, looking over at him. W-what's your n-name? she asked, feeling that it was best that she at least know who he was.
Thread: The cold man..

Oh no, just until we get what we want. He said in a rather nonchalant manner. He will turn over the key, Anansi will likely go about his way and not care if he knows you're alive or not. He said slowly with a nod before he sat back. Its fine dear, you won't even notice the difference, I didn't till he pointed them out to me. He added as he looked to her with the same neutral expression he always held. His words were sweet, but his face was the same. We are all creatures. He replied flatly. Giving something a pretty name doesn't change what it is. He added soon after before he nodded to her. My name is Dirael.
Thread: Darkness. (Ollix/Vampire)

It was not as uncommon as many thought for the Gods to roam throughout the earth and mingle with humans. But most of them stayed far away from the humans and decided it was best if they looked over them. That was just it. This was the beginning of time for the human race. They had been awake and worshiping certain Gods for ages and only a handful of Gods lived amongst the humans. In the vastness of the forest, in the large opening where longhouses were set up and a shrine was placed in the middle. A goddess lived amongst humans. She sat in the golden throne of the shrine that was stationed outside of the long houses. The long houses made circles around her and little windows were made so the children could stare out upon the glowing Goddess. She stared into the distance as the warriors danced around trying to grab there food and offerings for the Goddess. Yet the woman of the tribe were not fond of the Goddess like the men and children were. They envied her and despised her for her beauty and the looks the men gave her. But the goddess was not amused at the long houses made out of clay. Her hair was long and reached the floor and made puddles in her lap. It was black like the feathers of a raven and the night sky. Her eyes were a dazzling white and glowed like the stars of the sky. Her skin was pale and her features were very defined and beautiful. Her brows were arched in perfect half circles above her glowing white eyes. Her eye lashes were long and seemed feathery and soft. Her skin was close to the color of her eyes and had a vibrant glow around it's surface. Her lips were full and only had a slightest pink color to them. Her cheek bones were high arched and her body was thin and curvy and beautiful beneath the hide of the black buffalo dress. It had many feathers and tassels and all sorts of designs hanging from it. This Goddess that looked beautiful and ageless let her snow white shoulders and her neck be visible. There was a white glowing necklace that wrapped around her neck and had a glowing white star hanging from it loosely. She still very still like a statue. She didn't even breath. Her white wings were folded against her back and the feathers ruffled every now and then from the breeze. But still she did not move even when some of the elder women, whom respected her instead of envied her and hated her like the foolish young ones, said their chants and prayers and their offerings at her feet. This was the Goddess Abigor. The Goddess of Darkness and betrothed to the God of Light. At least, all the people believed that the God of Light and Goddess of Darkness belonged together. Though with all this worship and leaving amongst the humans. Still, she couldn't help but feel she didn't to be here and there was something tugging on her soul to keep her perfectly still. Like someone or something was coming to mingle with her soul.
Thread: Darkness. (Ollix/Vampire)

Please excuse the semi crappyness of the post Birds. Some land animals. Emptiness. Sean saw little more than this as he scanned the horizon. A brief wind blew past him, a gently gust, sufficient to only make his hair wave like grass on the ground. Auburn that hair was colored, a remarkable hue that had no match to it in the little village or in any they had seen. Some called it special, to be so lovely. Some called it profane, to be so different. Sean called it hair, to be what it was. A glance back at his companion told that there was nothing and he received a nod in reply. Sean walked back, rejoining him and together they returned. Sean was rather simple, average one might say. Certainly no better looking than the best of the warriors in the tribe. But he did do his job well. Sean usually scouted their territory, making sure there was nothing set to endanger them, though he also went out with the hunters and, sometimes, out to battle. But there was not much fighting between tribes lately, and Sean's... talents in that respect were not of much use to them now. He had something about him, a sort of cold dispassion that crept over him in battle. And though he fought far less than the others, those he did were never to breathe again. Sean took no prisoners, gave no quarter, and many whispered of his ruthlessness as frightening. But, then, they would see the quiet, thoughtful, peaceful Sean and forget all about those worries. He glanced up as they passed nearby the throne of the Goddess Abigor. That silent, motionless Goddess. Often he wondered if she really was living, only her features gave any impression that she was. It was strange to bow before and offer to something which could very well be a statue. But still he inclined his head in a slight bow, respectful as always, as he looked her over once more, scrutinizing her features for some sign of movement.
Thread: Darkness. (Ollix/Vampire)

The goddess Abigor, since she had come to earth, had not moved from the spot that was set for her from these people. But there was something strange about this small cluster of people that made her twitch every now and then. It was when she heard the voices of the black sheep of the group that she stirred. Sean, he was the one they deamed the black sheep. His hair was an odd color of brown instead of the regular black, and everyone's skin was a creamy tan with black eyes. It was when he was bowing and paying his respects that it seemed everyone else had gone back to the huts to relax and sleep before the sun was fully down. Abigor rose to her feet slowly. She was fairly small, only at about 4'11. But she grabbed Sean's wrist before he could turn away. Her body felt like feathers, soft and comforting and warm. The Goddess didn't know why, but her soul flutter when she touched him. Like her soul longed for him. But that was odd for she was betrothed to the God of Light. You are the one they call Sean? Abigor looked up at him. Her eyes did not blink, she did not move even an inch, and she did not breath. She still stood still like a statue. It was like she didn't know how else to behave. Her voice was soft, alluring, but sweet and kind. Why do they deam you unfit?
Thread: Darkness. (Ollix/Vampire)

Sean was rising when he heard something. He stopped at first and listened, trying to find the source of the sound. It seemed as if it were right before him, though that could not be right. After all, everyone else had departed and the only one truly left with him was the Goddess herself. No it must have been his imagination, despite what his well trained ears told him. So he stood and began to turn, just when he felt something clasp around his wrist. No, not something. It was... a hand? In surprise he looked up, gaining an even greater one when he saw the Goddess standing before him. It was strange to be looking down at her form that had always been sitting. Her words piqued his curiosity, however, though he said nothing at first. He was a bit wary, unsure as to what was going on, what game this Goddess was playing with him, if any. Yes, I am he. he answered softly with a nod. She stood so still it was almost unnerving. The others? he said, knowing perfectly what her meaning was. He knew there was plenty that most did not say near him, unknowing that word always reached his ears as well as theirs. But he cared little for this, and so he fulfilled his duties as anyone would. I know not, save that they see me as different. But... should you not know this already? Goddess Abigor. He added her name with only a brief pause, remembering who he was actually speaking to. There was no disrespect in his eyes, merely curiosity, though he had felt too much had been said already. It wasn't a subject spoken of, and he was glad to let it be. It baffled him why she had suddenly moved and taken hold of his arm, yet at the save time he felt relieved. It was like an unsaid prayer answer, though it was merely doing away with the thoughts he had had countless times about the Goddess' statuesque form. But still, there was something in him which leapt when her hand had closed around his wrist, like something was alive inside of here, lying dormant until her touch awakened it.
Thread: Vampire Nights (Me and Shahar)

The village he was in was dark, the only light coming down to brighten a path was the lonely moon, shining through a veil of cloud cover. There were very few people going around, either walking alone along the houses or making beelines to your own quarters. Despite the nighttime haste, nobody was in fear. The Priest's ramblings about demons and Vampires were falling upon deaf ears. Nobody thought that such.... abominations... could be real... But Alexander knew better. He was slowly walking down the center of the dirt 'road,' eyes wary as he looked out for something that would be good prey for him. He wanted a easy meal, something that wouldn't put up too much of a struggle... maybe someone that he could make scream in delight. But the last thoughts he shook from his head. Food first, pleasure later. There was so many choices for him to take his pick from, and he held back from licking his lips. One caught his interest, someone nearby. It was obvious that he was not from the town, maybe even lost. He wore a dark cloak that covered the back of his body, but was open in the front. Under the cloak was a pair of black pants that fit his form almost perfectly, and a loose white shirt, showing a hint of the power of his body underneath. His hair was shoulder length, tied back at the nape of his neck, a shade of brown that looked moon bleached but darkened from the absence of light. His face was sharp, with it's own soft curves but angular, showing strength even as it hinted at softness. He looked vulnerable, slowly walking through the town, but he knew better than that.His strength was unmatched no human could beat him in a battle of brawn. Or brains. He was older than anyone around, even though he looked to only be around the age of 20. Such were the perks of being a vampire.
Thread: Vampire Nights (Me and Shahar)

Mayrith shook aside her unusual silvery hair, rushing down the lane. She was late dropping something off to the towns butcher. She usually would have done this long before, but she had been busy looking after the young set of twins that stayed at the priests church. Church boys by adoption. She was often found keeping an eye out for them, since she didn't want the priest filling there head with superstitions. She would bring by meals for them during the day, and at night before she took her walk through the town, she would drop off a note to the butcher for there meal tomorrow. This night was n o different, other then one of the boys had bumped his head on the belfry bell. Which was why she was running late. Her skirts hiked up over her heels she made her way across the path in to the Master Butchers shop. Her shapely body twisted as she came to a half pivoted stop at the door, her breath coming out in rough little pants. She knew Jacob the butcher was closing down as she went into the small wooden stall, knew also that he would be difficult to deal with as well. Sighing she handed the order to him, keeping her eyes down. She didn't want to see the angry look on his face, the one she knew would be there. Two slabs of prime beef? For THOSE boys? Jacob growled out at her, she just nodded, heared him grunt, before making the notation for tomorrows meal. She left quickly after that, breathing a sigh of relief as she took a deep breath of night air. Finally, she could take her much needed walk. Taking another deep breath, she smoothed out her skirts, and feeling the need to be away from the Butchers shop she quickly moved onward and out.
Thread: Vampire Nights (Me and Shahar)

The one woman of interest was running down the road, rather fast, and he watched her pass him up, entering what looked to be a butcher's shop. Now, Alexander wasn't stupid, he knew the kind or weaponry that a butcher would be able to procure from makeshift, and he would rather not be on the receiving end of a cleaver or meat hook at the moment. He changed his direction of walking, slowly moving back towards the Butcher's shop, hearing the soft, small argument inside. He was thinking of going in to at least help the woman with her endeavors, but thought otherwise. She would be able to do it herself, and he was correct as he watched her leave the building. He was thinking of the best way to set his trap, but he could set it in motion later, after approaching her. After figuring out what it was going to be. She was moving the way she had come before, heading back along the dirt road to whatever dwelling or recluse she was staying at. He diverted his path to walk over to her, a soft smile and a slight look of fear on his face that he hoped she would comply well with. Um... hello. This is my first time in this town. I was wondering if you would show me to a place I could stay a day or two at? His voice was soft, a pitch like velvet, a tone that would flow over her skin. Pure seduction that few - if any - would be able to deter.
Thread: Vampire Nights (Me and Shahar)

Mayrith was so happy to be away from that annoying butcher that at first she didn't realize the man was near her until he spoke. She startled for just a moment, her emerald eyes showing just a bit of her fright, before she calmed. The being in question looked more afraid then she thought she had a right to feel at the moment. After all, it wasn't like he had done anything to her to warrant such a frightened response. She sighed, her hand resting lightly over her heart, as if to force it into calm beneath her breast. He was looking for a place to stay, nothing remotely threatening about that. Though his voice was beautiful, something that had she stopped to think about it, would have made her question where he was from. But as it was now she just smiled, tentatively at him and nodded. There is an Inn on the outskirts of Town. The Bards Way...it should have a bed open. We usually don't get all that much traffic out this way. I'm sure Sandra would be glad to have you there. She smiled a bit more, reassuring this time as she pointed the way. She frowned a bit, realizing that from this area of Town it was shrouded by trees. Here, I will show you the way.
Thread: Vampire Nights (Me and Shahar)

He listened, letting ease flow through his falsely tense body as she said there was a inn with a empty room. Her words about showing him the way there only made him smile, a range of possibilities going through his head now at what he would be able to do now. That sounds marvelous. He said in the same velvet tone, taking her hand lightly in his and lifting it to his lips, bowing down and kissing the back. If you could lead the way? He moved himself so she would be able to just pass by him to lead him to the inn, his steps even and just behind her. All the while, his mind was in a deeper process, thinking of ways to seduce the young lass to his bed. She had seem rather open and easy with him. He never expected a woman easy to seduce, but he had some choice words that he was sure would bring her to him. That was, if she asked. He didn't want to pull her kicking and screaming... Though he was sure, with one searing kiss, all her resistance would fall.
Thread: Vampire Nights (Me and Shahar)

Mayrith was happy when she saw the man ease up a bit, relaxing some. She didn't want him to feel uneasy in there small little town, but at the same time, she didn't want to give him the impression that everyone would be so easy going. Unlike some people, the butcher in perticular. She wrinkled her nose at the thought of THAT man. Her attention was swiftly taken from her musings as the man kissed her hand. She wasn't sure how to take the gesture, and as lightly as she could with out seeming rude, withdrew said hand. Yes, please, this way. She seemed a bit flustered by his very nature. He was delightful to look at, and seemed well mannered, and why he was paying her such niceties baffled her. She shook her head even as she gave him a quick smile and walked passed him. She moved with the ease of someone born to the small town. Her feet almost dancing across the rocky patches upon the ground. Swiftly she led him out of the Towns inner reach and to it's outskirts, behind the tree's and closer to their destination. Even as she walked out of site of Town, and not quite in site of the Inn, she turned to look at him over her shoulder. While your in Town, I would suggest staying away from the Butcher, Jacob. He tends to not like newcomers to the Town. She scoffed lightly. As it is, he is about the only one here that believes in our Priest's stories about creatures of the night. Hence why he doesnt like strangers. She paused in her walking to look at him for a moment,pondering. Though, if your in need of some traveling provisions, I could probably get what you would need from him without him knowing who it's from. She cringed mentaly at dealing with that bear toothed jack-jaw. But, she knew it would be better for her then the stranger.
Thread: Vampire Nights (Me and Shahar)

As he followed her, his eyes went over her quickly, looking through her features. As her feet danced over the road, he did a slower step, but longer because of his legs so he stayed in pace with her. Toe, heel, toe heel. His gaze was only for a half a moment as he followed her, before they left the town proper, going to the outskirts. He listened to her words, absorbing them as he listened. The butcher? I'm sure I have seen scarier fish in my day. I am not afraid of any man. If I need something, I will take care of it myself. Having said that, I thank you for your warning, and showing me the way to the inn. I hope it isn't a inconvenience. His hand reached out, gently touching her arm before he fell back into his slow step behind her. Looking over her quickly again. Ideas of how he could seduce her. Because he felt something building up inside him, something familiar and alien at the same time. Could this woman be...?
Thread: Vampire Nights (Me and Shahar)

Mayrith tossed aside her hair as the wind blew it around. She pushed it back behind her ears before giving him her attention as he began speaking. It's no inconvenience at all, I actually walk out this way every night. But if you don't mind me saying something... She was frowning just a bit now, not at the fact he had touched her, but at the fact that he now spoke with a sure self, and not with the same manner as before. ...you suddenly seem so sure of yourself, and not, uneasy like you where before. She looked a bit uncomfortable. Either she had been imagining his discomfort before, or something stranger was going on here. She wasn't really certain. She still felt intrigued by him, and a certain draw, but she was suddenly not certain what to think about him. Even though she said what was on her mind she still continued to pick her way out of the rocks and on towards the Inn.
Thread: Vampire Nights (Me and Shahar)

He was stilled to silence when he heard her words, but only for a moment as he kept in step with her. When you are surrounded in a new town by people you don't know, you tend to shrink away. Finding someone that you can talk to tends to help. And, the butcher is just one man. No single man scares me. He stopped for a moment, stretching before falling back in step. Anyway, I am use to traveling in the night, in the woods. This is my time, as a scout. He was pulling things through his teeth now to cover his blunder, but he did it well. At least, it sounded honest to his own ears. Hell, if he lowered his voice a octave, he thought he would be able to deter her to the mountains. And there, she would have absolutely no chance. But... he was having second thoughts in seducing her. They were approaching the inn, it was still about 100 meters away, though. More than enough time to come up with something. Before she took a step in. The idea came the moment he started thinking of it. He waited until the inn was nearly in sight, and his mind stretched out, taking more influence in the surroundings. He found a large enough stick - about half the size of the tree trucks - and it slid out in front of her. Hopefully tripping her and knocking her out.
Thread: Vampire Nights (Me and Shahar)

Mayrith seemed to accept his words as the truth, she really didn't have any reason to think that he was lying to her. After all, it really did make sense to be a bit more reserved in a crowd then with a single being. She turned to look at him at his later words. A scout? She continued walking, but she was looking over her shoulder at him. Why would she be worried in anyway about her footing. She had walked this path so often that she knew every stone, twig, bump and deformity. A scout for wh-!! She had been about to ask him for who he was a scout for when she felt her foot strike something. She had a look of panic on her face as she unbalanced and fell backwards. A shocked 'O' on her face before her head struck the ground, making the world swirl around her unnervingly. She tried for just one moment to get her barrings and sit up, only to see everything darken around her as she slumped back to the ground passed out.