The God of Chaos -Open/Accepting-

[Luna Leska]

The woman turned her head to looked at him as he spoke to her in question. Blinking for a moment she turned and looked away. "I am not classifed as to serve either side, good or evil. I am simply someone who is suppose to help end this bloodshed by what ever means necessary. I am sure you are the one I transferred my memories in you...so you knew what battle I faced almost a million years ago." she stated looking back at him. Slowly bringing herself to stand she wobbled for a moment , after all she hadn't walked for so long. "I come from a race known as Heavily Spirits...my race was created by the memories and powers of fallen gods and goddesses...in sense...I am the last of my kind. We are created for one perhaps only...to seal away that in which is the cause of bloodshed....and once we have completed that task....." the woman grew silent, her long hair that fell far past her back blew in the wind as she seemed so attached to the moon. "Once our task is complete I will return to sleep..only this time I won't make...that is all I remember of my being...I had been created from the goddess of lights memories and what was left of her soulic energy. So in some sense she is my mother. My name is Alia...Alia Lunica." she said every so softly looking down at the man she had encountered.

[Aeon-Tiger]

"Well then Alia Lunica I say this for your own benefit don't go near the side that I follow they will not see you as a being of neutrality but one of holiness and in the name of the Gods of darkness we follow they will kill you." He put his hand to his head pushing back some of the hair that fell in front of his cloth before just letting the hair fall back down. He began to stand back up using the tree as support to hold himself up. "Though to make sure you are not killed I will take you to a place were you can at least get your bearings back in this world. Though I tell you this the world is different from what you remember. A new God has risen something not of light or darkness....The God of Chaos." He looked at her letting out a sigh "don't worry though I will make sure that you want be harm."

[Luna Leska]

Alia looked at him listening to his words with utter importance. It was then he spoke about Chaos that her heart seemingly stopped. She starred at him in shock. "That isn't possible..." she whispered softly to herself in fear. Holding her arms the mark on her forehead began to glow. "I knew very well who the God of Chaos is...but...he should have sealed away. How is this possible?.." she spoke more to herself than to the man. She stood there in deep thought and confusion. This new world, someone...as to who it was she wasn't sure, but someone released the very Demonic Soul she sealed, and allowed him to become a god himself. Alia shivered at the thought.

[Death--Mage]

The energy flooding the camp was almost sickening to Visil. How was it that the miserable fools he called soldiers couldn't feel a thing. It practically oozes divine energy he thought as he thrust aside the entrance to his tent. The camp was a shamble of tents, fires, and men. The ambush had taken everyone by surprise and the wounded were literally being carried in. There had been no time to organize. "Pathetic."

But what was that energy? The armies of Chaos were on the move that was clear, it had been them that staged the attack, the 'divine' forces had narrowly escaped unscathed. So how was it that some presence of a 'holy' nature was blatantly alerting anyone, with the will to sense it, to their presence? "Foolish."

It was perhaps a bit unnerving to Visil, this presence. Something familiar, and yet hallow. It was like an echo of a melody that he had heard somewhere before. Visil snorted and forced the thought from his mind. Whatever this was it felt powerful, much to strong for the rats that scurried throughout the camp following his orders. If I weren't here it would tear them all to shreds, he thought as he made his way between tents and men, stopping briefly to push aside his warriors as they knelt or bowed. He made his way to the head of the army and looked out at the carnage below.

It is comforting this discord....

Visil shook his head. What had that thought been? So unlike him, but perhaps it was the excitement of battle. "Now where are you my mysterious friend," he smiled and scanned the field the holy energy had just begun to fade from his detection

[Aeon-Tiger]

Lyon looked at the woman listening to her words it was an interesting notion that she might actually know the God of Chaos. Though if he had started off as a demon then it was obvious that his power had grown exponentially since she last saw him. "Nothings impossible especially in this world trust me, now lets get moving." He walked over to her placing a hand on her shoulder smiling warmly at her trying to give her some comfort. With night time now taking over the world his powers would be at their peak so he would be able to handle anything that happened. Though he hoped he didn't have to use them his body was still recovering from being so close to a large amount of holy energy that had practically shot through him, using his powers would would probably strain his body.

He then began to walk making sure she followed him he would have to take a quick pace if other followers of The Dark Gods came then their certainly would be more blood shed. "We will have to move quickly put some distance between us understand? If you are sighted I;m afraid there is only so much we will be able to do." He put his hands in his coat pockets as he walked, even though it was night with the way he saw now it was as bright as the day to him.

[Death--Mage]

Visil smiled and turned on his heel, heading toward the center of the camp, toward a small black tent placed slightly behind his command pavilion. It was here, strewn across a large table that his plans were laid out for easy access. Battle maneuvers, inventories on weapons and goods, listing of name and rank. It was this last scroll that Visil lifted from among the others. "Here we are." The names of every foul and miserable man and women pledged to the service of the Dark Gods, and through them to the service of Visil himself. Visil quickly scanned the list not lingering on the lists of common swords, that was not what he was looking for.

There close to the top among the names of Visil's captains, lieutenants, and chief advisers was the name he had been looking for. "Lyon." Visil had had minimal dealings with the man but his reputation preceded him. He was a merciless killer, a trait Visil looked upon with admiration. But more importantly he was silent, discrete, and loyal. These were the qualities of an assassin and Lyon did justice to the title. He could be trusted to take on this search.

Visil lifted his hand and placed a finger to Lyons name on the scroll, it burned red and then cooled, leaving no mark upon the paper. In all appearances Visil had done nothing, however that was not the case. It was a simple spell pf summoning, Lyon would know that his General had called. He would not be whisked through the air with magic, but he would appear of his own accord Visil was confident on that. Every soldier was linked to this list and this was how Visil carried out his orders.

Why plan when the world can be left to turmoil...

Another strange thought had entered Visil's mind before being forced away, perhaps it was the burden of leadership, the stress of battle. No matter, he would speak with Lyon, find this presence and continue the battle. "All in good time...."

[Luna Leska]

Alia looked at the man in silence, looking away and towards the sky she realized her awaken would cause some problems...mainly because of so much holy energy she had used. Still gaining her energy at this rate there was no way she could do much but set up a barrier which she thought wise not to do in a presence of a dark soldier.

Nodding her head lightly she made no attempt to go against this mans commands, he knew this new world...the world she was not at all familiar too. Walking a few feet back from him with each step she took flowers of the brightest holy white grew in place. She stayed rather silent for a long while, humming only lightly as to calm herself and the animals that seemed to dislike the dark soldier so much, want to give them reassurance that he would be of no harm.

But she froze in place at the feeling of a link. Stepping from the man before her she looked up at the sky. Something or someone was calling for this dark soldier in front of her. As to why she didn't know, but it made her worry.

[Seline_romulus]

Ita looked around as she entered the camp directing Freya & the man off before dropping her pack. Braiding back her long hair, before stating that she was the highest in their small little group and that she wished to report in, the shapeshifter made herself presentable. Being led to a center tent through the chaos of the destroyed camp the Lynx shot of small healing spells and put out fires with cold air. Doing her part for her masters, allways. Standing at the tent enclosure Ita pulled aside the 'door' and looked in. No one was there at the moment and quietly she went into the command area transforming into the lynx and sitting curled up near the door ears alert.

[Aeon-Tiger]

Lyon stopped sighing he was being summoned by General Visil leader over a large group of the Dark Gods forces. He looked at the girl apparently she felt the link between him and the man if it could be called such. "Seems I'm being summoned probably to find the source of all the holy energy that was felt from your awakening. Stay here understand keep your energy contained don't let any seep out." THe shadows began to envelope him as he got ready to go to the general. "Trust me you'll be fine." Even if he was something on the opposite end of Alia his word was his word and he kept to it. "By the way my name is Lyon" he said before disappearing

He would soon come out of the shadows in the Generals tent all the holy energy that had covered him was gone with out a trace all that would be sensed was his shadows. Being able to see the two different types of energy made it easy to clean off. "Yes General Visil you summoned me?"

[Death--Mage]

Visil nodded at the attendant that had just reported to him. More casualties and injuries flooding in from the battle. It was not a great loss, his armies were vast and although they suffered from time to time this ambush did not worry the General. Visil gathered his hood tighter around his face and left the table and tent in the direction of his pavilion, apparently a soldier had recently returned from the battle and was ready to make their report. These fools and their worries, he thought stepping over a man that was clinging to the last breaths of life. Visil had seen death, he had witnessed cruelty. This was nothing new.

Visil swept aside the entrance to his pavilion and walked straight to his seat, noticing the lynx sitting just inside the tent. A shape shifter....interesting, he thought. He removed his blade from his back and leaned it within reach at the side of his chair. It would not do to greet this soldier, Visil was not even familiar with them personally. It was best to leave the worries of connecting personally to his captains, however he was beginning to doubt the judgment of those captains. So many had returned dead, room for promotion....

He motion toward the shifter with a cloaked hand, "Proceed."

[Death--Mage]

Visil smiled under his hood at the promptness Lyon showed in returning. He was making a good first impression today, not that Visil took that into account, actions spoke louder than words. "Thank you Lyon," Visil said his voice slightly above a whisper. This was how he sounded to these rats, he did not strike fear through shouts and screams, action....

"I am sure you of all people felt the energy earlier this evening. It was of a...divine....essence. I am curious as to who in their right mind would find it wise to flaunt their power in the midst of this battle. Do you have any thoughts?" Visil smiled and rested his hand upon his blade. Whoever this presence was they would soon have it in their grasp.

[Aeon-Tiger]

Lyon looked at the General listening to him speak he had to make sure he did not let on to the girls whereabouts. His thoughts of her were hidden in shadows of his mind so no mind reader could get to them. "What type of being I'm not sure of something old probably something that had been granted access to a Gods power. Maybe a youngster who didn't understand the ramifications of unleashing such a wave of energy so close to the side of darkness. Though with you calling me here I must assume you want me to find it."

[Luna Leska]

Alia watched him disappear into the shadows with only his name as a remembrance. Standing there in silence she turned to look up at the moon obviously uncomfortable with something..Looking down at her hand as it started to glow Alia could not listened to the man Lyon's orders as to stay put. There was a dark being close by and she was going to take no chances. Turning quickly she started to walk in a fast pace, anywhere, anywhere are all where she could bring up a barrier would be fine. Now that her temple was destroyed she had no other place to..no other place that was sealed off. Even if she had her temple the spell and seal on it were broken now.

Moving with haste she paused at the sound of growling and a deep demonic laugh. Turning her head she met eyes with a dark being...perhaps..a demon from chaos. She glared with distaste before raising her hand to use her powers..but remembered she was instructed not to do so. Biting her lip she turned and made a run for it. With every step the small flowers that grew in her foot steps turned into sharp shards of ice.

Energy growing within her dying to be used against the demon, Alia was unsure what to do. Die at the hands of her enemy of die at the hands of a force that would kill her if she was found..

[Death--Mage]

So much secrecy and assumption from this man, Visil thought. Perhaps it was nothing, he was a man of darkness and such things were to be expected. But he had gotten so close to the point so quickly, surely he must know something...anything.

"To the point, I appreciate your ability to carry out your orders," his mind was closed off, Visil could perhaps break through if he put forth his full power but that would alert the man to his presence in his mind, before in ruined him that is. "I am very interested in finding whoever, or whatever this thing is. Perhaps it didn't know what it was doing as you suggest," Visil removed his whip from beneath the folds of his cloak, "but it soon will."

Let them run....in the end the world will fail as planned....

Visil pushed aside the thought, they were becoming a nuisance now and he would make it a point to look into the reason he was having these strange thoughts. But he was careful not to let this laps in attention show to Lyon. If Lyon could hide things behind his little shadow wall the General would do the same.

"I want you to search the surrounding country side for whatever left these trails of power, even now I can feel small waves flooding the camp with their sickening presence. I will lead a party myself shortly, not only to push the Chaos soldiers back but to investigate these strange occurrences." Visil stood and returned his sword to his back, "Between us I am sure the rat will be found." Visil let his whip crack as a smile spread across his shrouded face.