The Throne Room

[LordVampyreLeon]

Here is where his lordship resides most of the time. Please knock before entering for he may be busy.  

[LordVampyreLeon]

The wind outside the throne rooms windows rattling upon them as if trying to break shaking the stained glass murals with ease. Suddenly it grows still and it's as if the air itself was drawn out of the room. With the absence of oxygen growing rapidly the black wax candles were snuffed from where it once shone faintly within the darkened room draped in medieval tapestries and a bloodstained throne. As it grew dark in the room the wind picks up swirling around in a circular pattern sweeping up dust and debris, kicking it about violently as a figure emerging from the bloodstains rose from the shadows at the winds epicenter. Slowly leaning up the shadow hovers now above the throne. The shadow then proceeds to lean back in the air as if sitting in a chair crossing it's legs and resting it's head upon its Palm in a similar fashion of being bored. Suddenly it's features fill in as it is now Lord Leon sitting in his rightful throne. A man of pale skin and shimmering golden eyes like that of the beastial feline, draped in his black silken attire trimmed with Golden Fleece. His long hair darker than that of the abyss falling over his shoulders with few strands covering a side of his face as he sits tilting his head in his palm as if uninterested. Then suddenly a slight warm but sinister smile crosses his pale face, as he stares onward towards the doors as he sits awaiting on news. He can't help but feel quite pleased with sudden events as of late, then as he ponders this a sense of pride overwhelms him as he chuckles silently to himself. OOC: I'm using a phone so it's hard for me to stay in touch  

[LordVampyreLeon]

Leon reclines slightly upon the thrones cold exterior. Sitting there he ponders simple things in his mind tossing ideas back and forth. Getting lost in his head he doesn't pay heed to the world around him. Suddenly a shadow comes forth with no visible features hands Leon a envelope with his personal family's blood seal. Leon looks onto its worn out surface and places one of his nails into, with a quick swipe he rips the worn out envelope fold open revealing its contents. Inside a neatly placed letter with golden ink on the tannish parchment. Pulling it out Leon reads it skimming it contents quickly. Finishing it he rises from his throne as he claps saying to himself as his voice echoed in the throne room, "well now this is good news. It'll be fun to see how this will play out." Suddenly as he said those last words he disperses into a swarm of vampire bats flying out the newly opened windows, as he left the faintly light torches went out as if someone blew them out. And like that he was gone into the nights sky.  

[Cecelia Helena Morgan]

After being away for quite a long time, Cecelia have come back from her journeys and tasks involving of protecting the worlds and dimensions as her parents have done before her

-knocking on the doors-

Hello? Leon...?
(thinking): "I hope I'm not away for too long..." sweatdrop