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Gabriel Dracul Belmont Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2015 4:45 pm
Characters Involved
GunSniper; Gabriel
Zakiax; Aurel
AstoriaFallen; Vesperus, Lilija
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 Gabriel had walked this world little over a year now. His tribe was steadily increasing in numbers and the various buildings were beginning to take a more creative shape than their former jagged and chaotic formations. The Dark Tribe's allies were growing in numbers as well. So far they had their sister tribe, the light tribe, and the earth tribe as solid allies. Gabriel couldn't have been more thankful to the light tribe for their blessed gift of his Yoliliztli and his good friend, Zobek. And the Earth Tribe's magus was among the few he truly respected.
Despite the theft of his Yoliliztli's necklace earlier that year things had gone along smoothly. There had only been a handful of deaths that had been dealt with; fools who had lost their lives because of their own folly. Though their end came at Gabriel's claws the punishment was just. Hopefully is was a sure warning to those who wished to follow the fool's path.
Such things should not be pondered on now. Now was a time for celebration. The theater would be putting on a play to re-cap the year's events, the graveyard was to be sanctified and one full year of thriving was to be celebrated.
The clearing Gabriel chose was in the courtyard of the massive "castle" (or rock spire jutting from the center of the massive cave) because of its sheer size. Light green moss blanketed most of the hard rock and created soft ground to walk on. Flat-surfaced stones had been placed around the courtyard and were soon to be covered in treats, such as tender bork meat and the like. Around the walls of the courtyard several luminescent mushrooms had been growing to create some light for the blood-givers (or hopefuls to be) to attend with some visibility. All had been invited.
The area was alive with the symphony of newly awakened bolfs fluttering above the yard. They dove in and out of the dim lights of the fungi than back up toward the ceiling of the cave. There had been an abundance of them this time of year. Perhaps some were searching for a partner...
Gabriel stood silently in the center of the yard observing the area. His wings tucked close to his frame and his tail rest on the ground. Each of the bolfs dancing in and out of the lights avoided him completely. Some would offer him a look, but they dare not come close.
Pan, his own bolf, sat atop one of the flattened bolders as if he were part of the stone itself. His pale eyes remained forward and his long ears stood tall and alert. He had just returned from spreading the message throughout the tribes. The week prior he had flown out to the earth tribe with an invite to the magus and his Yoliliztli personally.
Marie and the two cubs were, of course, invited, but Gabriel had told her that if she did not wish to come out she could remain in the "castle". The cubs were so young they may not have enjoyed standing around and engaging in conversations... If they could hold attention that long. Gabe smiled as he thought of his sons, Alucard and Trevor. Both were just as precious to him.
At least the thought of them distracted him enough to forget about the silent waiting for guests to show up to the opening ceremony of the festivities.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2015 9:30 am
Aurel decided that he should attend the opening ceremony of the festivities. The pale coated dark tribe member figured it would be a good time to thank the arc magi for the home he was given as well as his place in the tribe, with the orphanirum. He was enjoying his job as a caretaker of the facility as well as the young ones which resided there.
Silent paws reached the gathering place, Gabriel always had intimidated the kind souled tahill. Wings shifting upon his back as he made his approach, showing that Aurel was quite nervous about the meeting. He would always just watch from afar, Aurel was like that though mostly with other adults he was very timid, usually his true self came about when little ones were around.
{WC:131}
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 3:26 pm
Gabriel watched the first member of his tribe enter the clearing. The nervousness emanating from the Tathil was what first caught the eye of the Lord of shadows. Though, it did not bother him. Gabriel was aware he made others rather uncomfortable, and he preferred it that way. The fact that this b'alam was still making an approach despite his obvious nervousness was admirable. Those with a courageous spirit were respected. On the flip-side, those with a cowardice spirit were like a disease.
"Welcome." Gabriel spoke without shifting his gaze.
Pan turned his attention to the new-comer as well. When his master offered a welcome he bowed his head (as he knew his master was not going to do so for anyone but Marie or Zobek). Pan than tilted his head up;
"Yip-eeek-ch" He squeaked softly.
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2015 1:00 pm
It had been a eventful day, and Hook took it upon himself to show a new b'alam around the dark tribe. Which now was an exciting time for the colony, it was their time-a season for celebration; a grand gathering. Chronos called it, 'the festival of days past' an done to remember the fallen...what ever that meant. It was what Gabe called it, and Hook wasn't one to question past that. That and Chronos had his own matter's to attend to, and Hook planned on meeting up with him later...
For the light b'alam, Desperoux's sake Killian kept from the air and walked unevenly on his thee paws. The metal hook, caused the wind b'alam to have a uneven swagger to his walk. His pace was slow, but it didn't seem to hinder him too much.
Mr. Smee, the brown bolf had been helpful enough to guide the way though the tunnels. The prize lantern, that had been given to him by his sworn brother had traded and perfected for him. It had made navigating though the dark tunnel's a bit more bearable, specifically in traveling with the light triber. They seemed a bit unease in the dark, kinda like how he-Jolly Rodger didn't like the close space of the caves. There was just no easy way out, and it was hard to fly off right away. So in away, it must be because the lack of light that make one born for the light to find the caves a bit unsettling. It was also, perhaps why the Magus' chosen had her own garden at the top and basking in the light.
Jolly knew this by first...hook.
"And this way, be where the grand courtyard of Lord...." Hook spoke over his shoulder leading the way up the stairs to vast opening. that lead to a beautiful garden court yard of the spire castle. Killian as his head turned to look ahead of him, and placed themselves on the large figure that was the Magus of the Dark Tribe:
"...Gabriel Belmont." The words left Hook in a sigh. No doubt Lord Gabriel had seen him, so turning around looked cowardly at this point. That and Desperoux would need to meet the leader. He was after all, on business for the light tribe and would need to meet the Magus, and merchant. Hook was just a means to an end, and found what Desperoux had in mind to be quite fascinating and...viable. It was the eve of an enterprise. It was something, that Hook was going to use for sure...
"Good timing, I might add." Killian placed a smile on his maw, as he moved the rest of the way up the entrance of the court yard.
"It seems the winds look to be ever in your favor, Master Desperoux." The wind b'alam added hopping to reassure the timid b'alam, that his journey seemed to be a success. The poor Tah, was a easily spooked one at that. Looking about the courtyard,
Mr. Smee let out a bark and a hop of excitement to see the rest of his kin, that were gathered about the court. A chuckle left Hook, seeing the Bolf's delight.
"At your leave, Mr. Smee." The wind sailor smiled and held out his hook, giving Mr. Smee permission to greet the others of his kind. A happy chirp left the red capped bolf and he quickly placed the lantern on his friend's hook, and padded his way closer to where more of his kind and pan gathered.
Turning his head back to the Light Triber, Killian slowed in his steps as the Magus seemed to be at audience with another.
"May I have the pleasure of introducing the master of the castle and beloved leader of the dark tribe, Gabriel Belmont." Hook spoke and offered stopping and offering a bow to the leader, before continuing his approach. He offered a glance over to the Light Triber with him, as if to silently suggest he to do the same.
"Lord Gabriel, at your permission, Desperoux of the light tribe. A connoisseur of scales. He has travel a long way to meet you m'lord..." Killian went on to speak, his head bowed he lowered himself to the king of the castle. With respect of course, he had already lost a paw to this great leader, and knew he already walked on a vary narrow path with him. So, it was best to give the leader the reverence he deserved. Hook after all, only had three more real paws left.
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It had been a eventful time, though rewarding, it was also tiring time for the light triber known as Desperoux. He had been on a mission and journey to find the sister of the light tribe, the ones of the dark. With the run in of a feathered b'alam, on of the wind tribe, and with the helpful guidance of him and his 'brother'. Desperoux's mission had ended by found his journey to only be just starting. It had become apparent as he realized that there was so much more to do then just find the dark tribe. He had to...with dread meet several others, to show his collection of scale's off and the idea he had for them. It seemed his senpi had a larger task in mind, then he had first figured....Luckily, though strangely he had the help of a wind triber who seemed very interested in his craft, and was vary supportive? His friend-er brother too, was vary helpful. 'Choros' and 'Hook' were their names. Though a lot of what they said, was said was hard to understand as they easily got caught up with their ideas. It was almost as if it was there own language. Bits and pieces could be made out and established. Something about needing to meet with a merchant, and lead magus. Desi couldn't help but wonder if the leader was anything like Senpi. If he was, then the meeting should go well. He hoped or at least it was much better then meeting, well-being followed by another light triber that was in the caves. Admittedly at first it was a relief to see another of his tribe, but there was something unsettling with this one. He wouldn't leave him alone for one, kept asking questions for another...he just hoped it was just him and nothing more.
He hoped.
Fallen and faded light crystals helped the glow of the natural mushrooms of the caves. It was hard enough finding comfort in the dark caves, but the little mementos of home help ease the stress. the stress of being somewhere that was vary far from home, well the longest he had ever been from home before. That is to say, his first steps could be called the same as well. No matter things seemed to be going well enough, and he seemed to be changing too. He didn't seem so scared of uncertainty anymore, that however didn't mean that he wasn't' at all. Goodness no, but at least it wasn't as bad as when he left home tree. That was a sigh of relief.
Senpi, did really know what he was doing...Not that he ever doubted him, No. He had only and still did doubt only himself.
Following Hook, It was sure nice of him to ask if Mr. Smee would stay by him with his guiding light. It helped his anxious thoughts, of being in such a dark area-that really wasn't as dark as his thoughts claimed them to be. Walking up the steps, Hook paused and brightened his spirit with another encouraging word. Desperoux, figured the hooked b'alam to be a kind one, but also one that held another motive. That as also to say, it wasn't a motive he was trying to hide either. He did seemed rather interested in the use of scales and their value. Which was an encouragement to the light b'alam. It meant that if he wasn't successful, Senpi forgive him-he could work some thing out with the feather winged one.
Looking about the caves, and what he could see with his faded light eyes, the dark colony was a vast and expressive culture. Everything was massive, and grand. one had to sit back on their hunches most of the time to see the whole intricate design of most amazing structures. This courtyard that was hidden in the center of the spire was no exception, though it was crippled in comparison to the massive shadow that guarded it.
Swallowing, Desperoux felt himself move closer to Hook as he now carried the light that helped his own sight in the darkness. His tail and ear shifted to the name that given to the guardian of the court yard and caves. It was their leader.
A slight gasp left the yellow b'alam as he quickly followed suit with Hook and bowed himself. If not more so then the wind b'alam. His words became lost at his maw, and he found himself to be vary thankful to Tah Hook. He seemed to know what to say...
"...m'lord."
Was all to leave Desperoux, as a gold eye dared to peak past the teal mane that hid most of his gaze. His maw opened, but his tail shifted tightly around his body. He was still at a lost to say, it was hard enough to concentrate to keep his body from shaking to visibly.
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2015 3:44 pm
As Hook entered the courtyard Gabriel's full attention shifted to him and his guest. He stood still and waited for them to fully enter the yard. His crimson eyes remained pinned and unblinking to both the wind and light b'alam while they made their approach. Hook was a common sight within the tribe, which may have been odd for anyone else to consider a wind b'alam spending so much time in the caves. What was more of an odd sight was the cowering figure beside him. Light members were common even in the Dark Tribe, but there was something different about this one. It was interesting.
"You have my permission" Gabriel responded to Hook while his focus shifted to Desperox.
Another nervous soul. This one seemed to be less adapt at handling it than the pervious one to enter the yard. The voice sneaking out of his maw was so soft even Gabriel's large ears had to strain forward to catch them.
"It would do you well to work on speaking much louder when addressing someone." Gabriel addressed the nervous lump of scales and fur.
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2015 7:48 pm
As the large magus turned his gaze fully on him, Desperoux felt what gaze on the massive b'alam dropped. Chronos had been almost as large as the magus, but not quite. That and there was just an overwhelming presence about Gabriel. As Gabe's words left his impressive maw, the seemed to fall heavily on Desi as his ears turned back and his body lowered closer to the ground.
"I-I-m Sorry, M'lord." Came in almost a stutter from the Scale collector.
'Stand up lad....' Hook spoke to him in a hushed voice, that seemed to grab his ear from the side.
Quickly Desperoux stood, his legs noticeably shook under his weight. Though, in spite that he managed to raise his sight to look back at the Massive leader. Making a noticeable swallow, his maw opened as if to make a nervous gasp for air.
Hook released a soft sigh, but remained still and raised his own head. Looking back to Gabe, there was a moment of time that seemed to pass, and eyes turned to look back at Desperoux.
Okay, Desi. Deep breath. His thoughts did their best to calm and reassure him, with comforting thoughts. Ones that suggested that since this was the leader that was chosen by the weaver for this colony, just like Senpi. Perhaps he was kind just like Senpi. This was important, as Desi seemed to have no problem talking to his leader...so maybe that would help here.
Yes, Gabriel Belmont: Magus of the Dark Tribe. He was like Senpi...
"Wha...What he says is the truth..." Left Desperoux in a surprisingly confident tone.
"..., Gabriel."
Desperoux's ear turned nervously, he felt as if he had been forgetting something.
" Lord Gabriel..." and he repeated more softly, and his eyes fell to the moss and stone once more. His tail shifted in a unease wave as he figured to himself that it might be best if he explain his little 'slip'. Desperoux released a nervous sigh. He was still convinced he was not 'good' at this kind of thing. Weaver help him...
"Forgive me, I am still getting used to the new titles of your land. M'lord."
"I-I have come a long way..." Desperoux thought it best perhaps to start where Tah Hook, had left off for him to take over.
"From the Light tribe, to show you the value of our scales. W...Well that is to say their many uses for them." Too meany to go over with him at that moment, and well of course, the one bound with a light triber would know the value of scales. Taking in a breath, Desperoux found the courage to keep talking-this was his craft, his skill-the one thing he was good at...It was something. This is why his was woven. Senpi told him so...
But why would Gabe want to help?
"In hopes to set up a stronger trade with our colony, and with your help-perhaps the rest of our kind in b'alam, as well." Desperoux thought to present his 'end game'. His goal.
"I have come to you first with this, out of respects for our colony's bond-I...we wanted you to have the honor of being the first to support such a..." Desperoux repeated what he had practice for what seemed like many moons, in his own mind through his journey to here. It was the whole reason he was there, at this moment. For a...
"Dream."
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As Gabriel gave Hook the permission for Desperoux to speak, the Wind b'alam straightened and gave a respectful bow of his head.
"Thank you, m'lord." Killian spoke, and took a side step so that Desperoux could have the floor. The Savvy wind b'alam took in and released a soft breath. Turning his head he looked back to the light b'alam curious to what he had to say. Especially since it had been something that he wouldn't even shared with Chronos, until he spoke with their leader. So, it was easy to say that Killian's ears were well poised and angled toward the smaller b'alam. He couldn't wait to hear this 'sales pitch', Hook was vary eager to know more about these 'light scales'. He didn't even know they could come off of the armored b'alam, let alone be used for something more then just skin. As Chorons would say it was 'FASCINATING!'
Killian remained standing, as he thought it best to not get too comfortable, as there was so much more to show Desperoux about the Dark Tribe. That and there was a festival going on. However, Hook was also kind to know that this moment was the whole reason Desi made the whole trip from his home. Hmm, funny how he wasn't the first b'alam that had the need to travel that wasn't of the wind....
Again. FASCINATING!
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Gabriel Dracul Belmont Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2015 9:24 pm
Gabriel had to hand it to the twitchy light Tahil. He straightened up rather quickly even if it was visibly difficult to do so. It was an air-crash of the most beautiful kind watching him fumble about for some courage to get the message across in a respectful manner. Something one could not simply look away from. Not something to poke fun at either, no, Gabriel was rather impressed at how hard this one tried to speak up and seem proper. What an odd fellow.
"You should have a word with Necuilai, he oversees the trade within my tribe." Gabriel spoke as if the "mishap" or long pause never happened.
Honestly, the lad was trying. Even one such as Gabriel could see that. He also did not see any point in heckling this visitor. It would be 'bad form' on his own part.
"He can be found in his stalls within the town... and after you have had a word with him, perhaps you will like a word with my Yoliliztli, Marie and my good friend Zobek. They may wish to see one of their own kin. It might even be refreshing for you." Gabriel added before turning his attention to Hook.
"I assume you know who Necuilai is, if I assume wrong than have Chronos bring Desperoux to him." He instructed Hook as if he were one of this own. At this point Hook was easily considered part of the tribe. Gabriel himself did not question it.
Despite their mishap a while back Gabe respected Hook at this point. Even if it was not shown via word, it was obvious in how he spoke and acted around the hooked one.
Pan lept from his perch and made a short glide toward the trio. His pale eyes lept from each person before settling on Desperoux.
"Yiiiip..." he squeaked as he stood high on his hind legs and folded his arms in front of him.
His ears perked forward while he watched the tahil carefully.
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2015 10:38 pm
Desperoux felt his ears shift and twitch, as Gabe answered him. His maw couldn't help but fall ever so slightly open as he took in the leader's words. Did that mean that he agreed? Of course it did. His merchant was the one that ever saw his trade, and he pretty much gave him permission to meet him.
So....Mission success?
The look on Desperoux's maw, noticeably brightened as a smiles shown on his timid face. What was more, there was others that would be like him-and he was invited to meet them!
"T-Thank you, L-Lord Gabriel." The Light balam spoke and gave another bow to the leader.
The Light balam took a step back at the 'yip' from the strange silver creature that stood in front of him. Yellow ears flattened back, and a front paw raised as if he was ready to task a second step back. Quickly Desi gave a ques toning look to Hook, then back to Gabe, before turning his eyes back on the bolf before him.
"H-hello there?" Another look questioning look shot up to Gabe, as if asking if he should react in a certain way or not. Was everything okay? The silver creature seemed to be sizing him up or something.
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Hook turned a ear over to Gabe as he noticed the full gaze of the magus as it fell on him. Looking back to the leader, Killian smiled and nodded. Of course he knew who Necuilai was.
"Aye, I do." Hook answered. "We will be seeing the rest of the festivities, and I am sure the Stalls as well, all in good time. Of course." The Wind b'alam went on to explain some extra, and perhaps unneeded information.
"Thank you for the privilege, M'lord." Jolly smiled, and with soft 'clink' of hook on stone, he called Mr. Smee.
The brown bolf turned his head quickly to the sharp sound, and knew it to be the tap of his friends call. With a soft answering chirp, the Bolf came over to Hook as it looked as if they would be leaving soon. Moving on to their next venture.
Though, attention turned to Pan, as he approached and face Desperoux. A amused look showed on Hook's maw as he watched the silver creature seemily scare Desperoux with uncertainty.
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Gabriel Dracul Belmont Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2015 11:06 pm
"Yip." Pan nodded in response.
Gabriel listened to the interaction and found it amusing, but held his gaze on Hook. Perhaps he should send a bolf Desi's way. The young lad seemed like he could use some kind of companion.
"Yes, enjoy the festivities... I am sure Chronos is restless by his stage waiting for you to arrive."
He turned his brief attention to Desperoux. "Welcome to my Tribe. Enjoy your time here."
Gabriel than turned back toward Hook and offered him a respectful nod before turning about face and returning to the other B'alam in the yard. He didn't wait to see if there was going to be a response. The meeting was brief, but more than enough time. There was one other guest to attend to...
Pan followed behind his master closely, walking on his hind legs.
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2015 11:13 pm
"Indeed, I am sure he is My King..." Hook spoke, and gave the leader a nod as he received a parting one. Closing his eyes, it was almost as if another 'thank you', was spoken in the gesture. Taking in a slow breath, Hook turned himself and prepared to leave with Desperoux...
As Pan nodded at him, Desperoux smiled weakly at the bolf. His ear turned about as he made a glance over to Hook. Who seemed to be amused watching the interaction before him. What! The creature had approached him, and was a lot more...assertive then Mr. Smee. Desi had seen the bolves flying about the cave ducking and leaving all kinds of holes, but Mr. Smee was the only one he had meet face to face, and he certainty was not as bold as the Bolf in front of him now! Not that was a bad thing, just an unexpected thing. The only thing Desi could thing to do to the silver bolf is nod back at him, however the creature had already turned before being able to see the delayed responce.
"Th-Thank you! "Jumped from Desperoux's maw. He swallowed and composed himself once more. " again," The Tahtll, swallowed.
Easy now, his back had already turned. Deseroux tail shifted behind him, and he took in a slow breath. Was he seriously ever going to be good at this kind of thing? The b'alam couldn't help but mentally shake his head at himself. Perhaps, some day....He could make Senpi proud.
"Lord Gabriel." The b'alam added more quietly. Out of the corner of his gold gaze, Desperoux noticed Hook's paw wave him over to leave. Turning himself, Desi made a glance over to the leader once more before he made paw steps to fallow once more at his lead.
Goodness, as side from the slip up with words, Desi felt that he handled the situation quite well! As he turned away, his head hung just a little in thought as he went over the whole situation in his mind. Yes, there were a few slip ups, but for the most part, he felt he had gotten the point of the meeting across. Well, Lord Gabriel seemed to think so, or at least understand. Just like Senpi.
Taking in a slow breath, Desperoux raised his head and for the first time by himself he felt it had been done so proudly. And for the first time, he felt Senpi was right, he -could- do this.
Now, all that was left to do, was to talk to the clan merchant, Necuilai. And from there talk with Hook about it as well, as he seemed rather interested with trade as well. With respects to clan and postions, Necuilai would have first conversation.
"Well done, Lad." Hook commented with a smile, as he pawed of the lantern to Mr. Smee once more. "To the stalls then..." The Wind B'alam added with a smirk.
[Desperoux and Hook have left the Rp. Ty!]
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2015 9:27 pm
 Darkness was something that they thrived in and it was also what his gut told him. There weren't a great deal many of things that he knew when he had first awoken, but there were some important things that seemed to make themselves known almost immediately. His name had been one of them and staying away from the dawn was another. He had found this out because he had awoken close to dawn and something in his gut had told him to get somewhere and rest until dusk fell once more. Of course this had caused him to be rather disgruntled about the whole thing because he wanted to understand more about things but the Grand Weaver had other plans for him it seemed. So he had retreated to a nice, dark place to rest until the light of day faded from the world.
Now something else was calling to him. The need to socialize, at least a little and to find food. Socializing seemed to be more prominent on the list of things to do, mainly because he craved conversation for the moment. Red eyes glinted slightly as he walked forward towards the gathering in the graveyard not to far from the large rock that could be seen jutting into the sky. Even though he was newly awoken and still learning everything he was aware of a great deal around him. Which he found most curious. Though he didn't question it. He was glad he was here though because this was something that he needed. He wanted to get to know some of the tribe members.
Wings shifted against his dark form as he walked slowly towards the small gathering of others. From what he could see from the interactions that were taking place before him there was one that was deemed respected by the others. He approached slowly and looked at each of the Tahtll's that were around. There was a light triber among them as well it seemed and he was curious about him. He was curious about all of them. However, his attention was on Gabriel as he was the one everyone seemed to be nervous about as well as greeting him with great respect. He cleared his throat as he approached and spoke, "Greetings, My name is Vesperus."
WC: 383
She had decided to take Chronos advice in the Marketplace and come over and see what was going on in the Courtyard. He had said that Lord Gabriel was here so she figured she could at least introduce herself. As she made her way to the location she paused once the courtyard came into view. Oh goodness. There were so many others around and this was a first for her and Yune wasn't with her either. This caused her to frown slightly and then she shook her head. Perhaps that was a good thing? She knew how he felt in crowds. She took them far better than he but it was part of who they were and she needed to get out and meet the other tribe members, especially their leader. She had seen him from afar and had heard about him from those gossiping in the back reaches of the library when they thought no one could hear. She heard a lot in the library, one would be surprised. Not to mention all of what she learned in reading scrolls. She was aware not many found it to be an ideal job to want to have, but she very much wanted to be a Librarian and eventually a Lead Librarian. It was something that called to her and she hoped one day she could make it a reality.
Pale eyes watched as someone she had not yet met approached their leader and introduced himself as Vesperus. She cocked her head slightly and watched how he looked around, almost like inspecting everyone. When his eyes fell to her she looked away and then returned her gaze to the scene before her. She took in a breath and let it out slowly. She could do this. She just wasn't too keen on large numbers but she figured she had to go through with it eventually. "Good evening M'lord." She said bowing her head to him as she approached not to far behind Vesperus. "My name is Lilija." She looked up at him for a moment and took a step back as she came out from her bow. He seemed massive up close, it was almost intimidating.
WC: 365
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 11:17 am
Aurel nearly backed up at the arc magus’s ‘welcome’. Showing how obviously nervous the tah was. However before he could speak his thanks a pair of tahs had entered. The one with the winged tah however looked even more nervous the he was. Aurel watched from afar as these two interacted with the magus, despite not trying to over hear their conversation, as he felt it was rude to eavesdrop into another's conversation, parts of the conversation seemed much easier for his ears to catch then others.
It seemed that the winged one knew Lord Gabriel from another encounter. The bolfs also seemed to know one another, which only seemed to strengthen the tah's assumption of the two meeting previous to this.
As the two left he decided he could finally get a word in, but that was before a dark purple tah spoke introducing himself to Gabriel, as well as a Nahtil. Well that thought had been short lived, but he decided to chance it and also pay his respects to Lord Gabriel at this time.
Taking a step forward he gave a small bow of his head in respect for their leader. "Lord Gabriel" He spoke, despite being nervous his words were quite fluent and not a stutter was in sight. Aurel wondered if it was quite necessary to give his name, as he wondered if there would be any other time that he would be interacting with their Lord. It would be a rare occasion, especially for this one who preferred cubs over adults.
[WC: 260]
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Gabriel Dracul Belmont Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 9:09 pm
Before Gabriel could address Aruel again another Tathil entered the yard. Than another, this time a Nantil. A sense of pride swelled up within his chest at seeing his kin showing up to this gathering. Though, outwardly his composure appeared the same.
He turned his attention to the newcomers.
"Welcome to my castle." Gabriel greeted the three of them (Aurel deserved a second welcome after the interruption).
The bolfs fluttering above swarmed above (with some distance) Gabriel directly. Their bright eyes flickered now and than in the dim lights while they observed the guests. Oddly enough, they did not make a peep. Only the soft fluttering of their wings could be heard while they observed.
Aruel's voice grabbed at Gabriel's ears and caused them to twitch before his entire attention was moved to Tathil. His eyes peered down while he waited for a response.
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2015 10:26 am
Aurel's ears flickered towards the rustling of Bolf above, even though he did not have one of his own the creatures always intrigued him. They would prove most helpful with his duties among the orphanarium. Perhaps he should ask for one. No. The tah nearly shook his head at that, that was not what he had come here to speak of.
Focusing himself upon the reason he had come here the tah gave another bow of his head as he spoke. "M'lord, I wish to thank you for the home you have so kindly given me. I do enjoy taking care of the lost children of the realm." A gentle smile appeared upon his face as he spoke of it, quite proud of the work he did for the clan.
[WC: 130]
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2015 5:15 am
Ves shifted his wings slightly against his side and watched as the pale colored Nantil approached not too shortly after he had. He looked over towards Aruel and wondered if he had interrupted something when he had approached. Though the Lord seemed not to mind so he let it go. Since no one seemed concerned with his greeting and possible interrupted there was no need for him to be. His long tail whipped back and forth for a moment as he watched the Nantil introduce herself as Lilija. It was an interesting name but he really wasn't sure about sticking around too long. Though he was curious to learn more about the ones around him.
Something just wanted him to go elsewhere. He was curious still and had greeted Lord Gabriel and felt somewhat satisfied with having done so. He turned his attention to Aruel as he spoke to the Lord about the job he had been given taking care of cubs. His ears twitched slightly as he thought about a job like that and what it would entail. He didn't think doing something like that was a job he could do. Though he hadn't met any cubs yet. These were the first he had the opportunity to meet so there was much he still had to learn.
As it seemed that the Lord was occupied with speaking to Aurel he figured he could back away now and head elsewhere. He was sure he'd probably be back around here again and perhaps have some things he could actually ask the Lord. He wanted to get to know the tribe some before spitting out questions. Vesperus was an observant creature and didn't really want to speak unless he had something worth saying. He gave a bow and then turned and headed into the darkness towards some of the other locations.
WC: 309
Lilija almost shuddered at the sound of Lord Gabriel's greeting and she felt very small around him. She wasn't really scared of him, she just felt microscopic. Her gaze fell to Aurel as he spoke of his job and how he was thankful that he had been granted such a task from Lord Gabriel. She couldn't help herself, "That sounds like such an amazing job to be so proud of." She said excitedly. She hoped one day to be blessed with cubs of her own, though she wasn't sure it was something she would ever be ready for. As much as she loved children she didn't know if taking care of them every day would be something she could do. Not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't think her heart could stand knowing there were so many cubs without families.
The thought made her frown. "It must take a strong heart to be able to help them like you do." She added looking at Aurel warmly. She then realized she had interrupted them. "I do apologize for interjecting." She said giving both Tahs an apologetic look as she backed up slightly. She was so used to being in the Library with Yune that she really needed to brush up on her interaction skills.
She turned her attention to perhaps speak to Vesperus but it appeared to her that he had left. He had a newness to him though and she figured he just left to get to know the tribe more. She knew that when she had first awoken it was something she had done as well. She returned her attention to Lord Gabriel and Aurel then and waited patiently to see if there would be any ramifications for interrupting them like she had.
WC: 297
Gabriel Dracul Belmont So, I have Vesperus in the Betrayal RP and they're going to be heading over to this one so he's going to take leave and "head" over there and then he will be coming back. I already edited my first post in that RP to say he had just come from here.
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