Thread: Cusp of the Maelstrom  [Dev && Nih]

That smug bastard. Even as he sat there chained like a common dog he still had that same arrogant state about him. She could see clearly from the bruises on his face that the guards hadn't been treating him kindly at all. If anything, this was better then how he deserved to be treated. If Cala had her way his head would have been on a wooden pike by now warning all other enemies just what would happen to those who practiced such evil within their borders. Yet Hyakinthos was sitting in front of her just as alive as always despite what she might have wished. Her own eyes met his and for that moment she was wishing she was in full armor and armed to the teeth instead of wearing the simple tunic and carrying a dagger. Something about his gaze always unnerved her and the woman had to fight to suppress a shudder from passing through her body as he studied her. There was something so very cold and calculating in those grey eyes that had made her wonder more then once if the man before her was actually human. Even in the midst of battle when the scene was in utter chaos those eyes never showed a hint of panic as if he knew exactly what was going to happen. In some of the villages there were even rumors that he had sold his soul to a demon for ultimate power. She knew deep down that those were only stories created by drunk men for their amusement or tired grandmothers who wanted to get their grandchildren to behave but there were moments when she actually began to wonder if it was true. It wasn't as if no one had ever encountered a demon before and power like his wasn't something that was easy to come by. No one really knew how he got so strong or why he used his power the way he did. Of course there were plenty of stories about that as well but no one could ever really guess the truth. Cala could feel a snarl creeping in her throat at his invitation. Gods what she wouldn't give to leave this room right now but there was work to be done and it was her job to do it. Stepping closer to the table she pulled the chair back and took a seat trying to stay as far away from him as possible. Mentally, she had to force herself to stare into those eyes once more as if trying to assert some sort of dominance in this situation. I have a feeling you know why I'm here. If anyone would know anything about that monster it would be this one sitting in front of her. There has been disturbing news coming in from Corinthya. Apparently an entity has risen in their forests and has been wreaking more havoc then even you yourself could have done. They call it the Dweller of the Gulf and so far it has taken out all of the surrounding villages and left only a handful of survivors in it's wake. Cala explained as she looked at him, waiting for some kind of reaction to the news. The creature had only risen a short amount of time ago and they'd had him in holding for longer so she was curious to see just what his face would tell. They say it's damn near unstoppable and in a matter of time it will devour all of Corinthya before eventually making it's journey to Singara. The Emperor... Cala cut off from speaking and actually had to close her eyes while she took a moment to regain herself. The woman couldn't believe what she was about to offer this man. After everything he had done he deserved to rot in the deepest corner of the underworld but fate had decided to play a cruel prank. They think that you may be the only one with enough knowledge to help stop it. If you do then the Emperor has offered you a full pardon.