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 Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 7:09 pm
What was once a vast forest, now lays as a land of death and decay.
Dead tree as far as the eye can see, bones of random ceratures strewn about in various places, the smell of death and blood in the air.
The only sounds, are the shambles of the few walking corpses that wonder in between the trees, moaning for their lost life, or the clatter of bones from the walking skeletons... Sometimes sounds of somethnong more horrifying then words can even explain can be heard.
Deep through the maze of tree and death, lays a single moselium. Two stone demons guard its large stone slab door.
Within the door way one would see a spiral staircase going down ino the darkness. Torches placed every little bit, shackles line parts of the walls, some empty, some wit the bones of their former tenants.
At the bottom of the stairs lays another large stone slab door, enscribed with runes of an unknown language.
Beyond that door lays a vast room....
(more to come later)
** To enter into the Moselium, knock and wait **
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 2:29 pm
High above the lair the sun was blocked casting a shadow of a large Firey Bird on the ground below. A shrill cry from the beast pierce the air as the creature descended to the death ridden ground below. A very different being touched the ground with heavy boots. The woom looked around at the blackened ground and quickly made her way through the forest, desperate to escape is saddened form. Her long black hair shone as the sun's rays poured down on her, the blue sheen standing out the most. her top as susual had burned away until it barely covered her chest/ her blue eyes darted about as she walked, She wore wore a thick blue collar around her neck and a smaller type on for her right wrist. her right arm had a tattoo of flames reach up to her shoulder and started at her hand.
Just under her breasts taking up all of her stomach was the tattoo of a firey phoenix, its wings wrapping around onot her back and its beautiful tail traveling down all the way onto her left leg and down to her knee, whihc was seen from the ripped out section of her pants. Fyre was her name and it couldn't have suited her more.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 2:42 pm
Not a sound could be heard within the forest of agony, but the shere silence of death.
A light breeze waved past the woman, carrying with it the un-matched smells of death and decay... By far a most putrid smell.
As the breeze settled, the forest seemingly came alive with new sounds... the shambling of walking, half rotten corpses, moans of suffering.
A darkness filled the area, blocking the gleams of sunlight the woman carried in with her presence. All sound stopped, all movement stopped. The walking corpses fell to peices as a feeling of pure hatred filled the air.
Once the darkness lifted, small amounts of light pours back into the forest, and there stood a being surrounded by a blowing purplish black aura flowing in a downwards motions and expanding outwards.
His boots, black leather, knee high, adorned with several buckles and spikes. His pants, torn jeans, a black button up shirt covered his chest, over his shoulders and flowing to the ground layed a long black coat.
His hair blew lightly in the breeze, blacker then night itself.
Slowly he raised his head to look towards the woman. His eyes a deep purple, buring with the rages of hell.
Why do you enter into a land of decay. Into a land for the dead. His voice was deep, to deep for a normal human, but calm.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 2:49 pm
Fyre came to a complete as the light was banished from around her, not an issue for her as flames suddenly rolled around her skin and moving around ot her lcothing and covering her hair. Soon she was encased in the fire that would both keep the dead at bay and shine light on the situation. her own firey aura flared ot life around her as the dark one blazed over her head. When the light was allowed back she quickly killed the flames and aura and stood facing a man clad mostly in black. Fyre raised her head up high and looked over from head to toe sensing the darkness around him. "Let's say I chose to go sight seeing. Seeing the dead is nothing new." Of course it would not be, she was the third oldest of her kind. Putting her hands on her hips she exhaled a blaze of fire and raised a brow.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 2:57 pm
Turning he took some steps towanrds a tree, kneeling down infront of it, perring at a small red flower. this is not a place where people come to.... see the sights as you say Reaching his hand out his finger and thumb met, with the stem of hte flower between. As he stood, he pulled his hand up holding the flower before himself.
Turning once again, he walked back towards the woman. Holding his hand outwards, he opened his fingers so the flower would rest gently in the palm on his hand, right in the center of a tattoo. This is a place of despair... Agony and death as he spoke, that small red flower within his hand rotted and decayd into nothing but a pile of dust. Turning his hand, he poured the dust to the ground If you want to see the sights... go some place else he eyes raised to meet with hers
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 3:03 pm
Fyre watched the flower turn to nothing and scooped up the pile of ashes and some of the ground. With her electric blue gaze meeting his own her lipscurved back into a soft warm smile. "Is that so? Anything new is worth seeing. Anything powerful is worth finding." A hidden meaning in her words, she was the thrid oldest..her parents the first. her entire family and kind had been hunted leaving her possibly one of the only ones left. She pulsed her aura into the mound of dirt in her hands flames licking at it before vanishing and the flower was already starting to sprout. "Do you know what it is like ot be alone and to be hunted, just for what you are?" Her aura pulsed around her, glowing visibly taking the form of a firey bird around her, a phoenix.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 3:09 pm
As the plant re grew, the man simply smirked and shook his head.
Sure, the plant my be alive now, but it wouldn't be for long... Not in this place anyways.
As she spoke, he paced back and forth listening to her. suddently he stopped on the spot. With his side faceing her, not bothering to turn, he spoke to her Do I know what its like to be hunted for what I am... Well He turned to face her as his black wings ripped through his short and coat, expaning to their full length. His tail ripped from his spine, comming to rest on the ground, twitching slightly as his horns ripped forth from his hair line
DO I know what its like to be hunted... his laugh echoed through the forest I know all to well what it is to be hunted.... And each hunter knows all to well what it feels like to have their very soul torn from their body
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 3:15 pm
Setting the sproutling down on the ground Fyre boldly walked to up him with flames now wildly licking along her body. Flames dances in her blue eyes as her attoos semeed ot glow, once she was close enough and shoved her flames into the ground causing it to blacken and burn. New sprouts and life wer ereturing from death bed despite his words. "We will see." She merely stood a few centimeters from him, her warm able to be felt on his skin as she stroked her hands along his horns and wings.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 3:27 pm
She was different then most people he had encountered. Normally, most people of this world sheiked in horror unpon seeing him, in his Luciferian form... After all, he did "look" like their devil.
You a different then most... Most find this place to be.. Replusive and horrifying... yet, you stand firm in the presence of a being of hate.... He relaxed his wings while his tail swhished around
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 3:32 pm
Fyre beckoned hair tail ot her hand as she ran her fingers along his wings just light enough ot cause a shiver. She looked up at him seeing the dakrness around him in this form, but felt no fear or hatred. "I would hope I am different. I have been alive to long to find things like this disturbing. Maybe you are different being but not full of just hatred. Even dark beings want something other than being alone." She leaned against him and looked up further tracing his wings, something that always caught her attention. " I am a phoenix dear, I am a being of Death and Rebirth even destruction. My name is Fyre."
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 3:41 pm
His wigns twitched as they were touched. Other then being alone.... he laughed, shakeing his head at the thought. What more is there then solitude? In some way or another we are all truely alone. Most jsut do not realize it a slight growls could now be heard comming from him i came here, and destroyed everything I seen move, becuase I crave the solitude... The silence. he huffed slightly as he peered down to her
... Dax
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 3:46 pm
Fyre chuckled as her blazing eyes met his and she pulled away from him just enough to walk around him with her hands running down his wings and spine to his tail. "yes, you may crave it, but that does not mean you always want it. Some part deep down in you wants some company, no matter how much you deny it. " Studying him she smile and put her hand ot his back letting her flames creep up his clothing and skin, warm yet not burning. "Pleasure to meet you Dax. I've never been this up close to such a magnificent demon before."
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 3:50 pm
He remained still he she circled him, the low toned growl still eminating from within his chest. Why would I want company? Why... he stopped as he felt the touch on his back, the warmth of the fire moving across his cold as ice flesh. Closing his eyes, the growl within his chest came to its end. the dark myst of his aura made is way up his back, then over and down her arm, dancing and swirling acorss her flesh before it vanished near her shoulder
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 3:54 pm
Fyre welcomed his cold aura, the mist across her flesh as it vanished at her shoulder leaving her skin cold for a moment. "You were saying?" Her nails lightly scraped on his back as her flames continued to rolls off her skin and onto him, letting him feel warmth on his body, probably more that he had felt at once in a very long time. Her flames seemed to enjoy rolling and warming hm as well as the ground they stood. "You are a very special being aren't you? Dark and dangerous as you are everyone years for some type of warmth."
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 4:01 pm
He turned to face her, as much as he could anyways considering he was quite abit taller then her. She would be eye level with his chest, his moving demon tattoo's and the countless battle scars.
as I was saying... why would I want company... the bother of people his tail flicked around on the ground while he spoke, I am a being like no other in this... World, or any other for the matter... He tilted his head slightly while he spoke to her, chooseing not to say anyhting regarding the feel of warmth
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