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"Yeah let's get out of here and-"

It was at this point that the strange figure spoke of returning tomorow. He stared at her as she spoke, wondering what on earth was going on when she then disappeared...and the fire along with it...

"What..." Darius began to no one in paticular, "What on earth just happened...and what was she talking about tomorow?"

" Not really. i could have taken her out anytime I wanted even before i transformed. She asborbed Chaos energey. what happens when you get too much? You go boom. I just chose not to. I wanted to see how she fought. She only comes back. Why bother trying to kill her? It's a good training experiance. And now I know how to transform into a greater power..but I still need control i owe alot to her. Maybe one day we can meet one on one ourselves and see who comes out on top." Gordon said smiling at Kujiro.


" But right now i think I'll get some rest." he said yawning as he started to slowly walk off. He shook his head to make his small headache go away.

The other two men...well, they might as well have not been there it would seem. Kujiro's eyes did not even tilt toward the direction they were. He had spoken what words he meant for them to hear, they did not need the privilege given twice. Scytheress was a different matter however... "Damn me? Hmph... Childish as expected, of course you would damn someone who both saved you and could very well end your life before you realized he moved." both his arms folded in front of his chest as he looked on ahead, even to the one he spoke to, his eyes would not meet. There was still a great deal of contemplation that was apparent on Kujiro's face as he considered what the creature was and whether or not it was even worth bothering to get involved. Though it would not seem like it, Kujiro was not often a man who rushed into situations. Many various possibilities had been considered, all of them quickly thought over and measured, before an action was taken. Though... "Tell me, are you always this easy?" such calculating thoughts often did not keep him from speaking his mind...

However, as this was going on, a much calmer set of tone was made by the sweet vocals of the clearly calmer individual. "Wants...? What is it that you indeed wa..." Tallan was...also cut off at the sudden intrusion of another. He needed no introduction to the girl, even if Joy hadn't shouted the girl's name when running up to her. It didn't take much to figure out that this was Ella. "Hm...indeed it is a pleasure, my dear." he began to walk toward the pair, his steps slow, and so quiet not a sound was heard from them, even by the two closest to him. "However... I do not believe my business altogether concerns you, though. It would be..." he paused, still approaching the two carefully. While walked, he stroked his chin calmly, almost as if to think of the next few words to say, picking out what would best be so as to be the least offensive. "...inappropriate...of me to tell you...anything in fact." his voice spoke with a sweet, lulling affect to it. Ella, of whom was in direction contact with him, and his eyes, might even feel this...sensation. Something of a deep complacency slowly caressing itself along the back of her neck, and easing her mind with his presence.

It would not be immediately noticed, or even immediately there but...in time, she would steadily feel herself calm to the thought of him being near her, even...enjoy it maybe. Truth, after all...was never one to have trouble gaining the...trust of others. "Do tell me, why do you need dear Joy so greatly for these...jobs of yours? Can there be no way that...perhaps...I could persuade you to perhaps allow her to continue and keep me company?" he stopped about mid way to Ella, and as he did so, the moon's light seemed to cascade off of the blue of his eyes, which caused them to radiate a deeper shade that glowed within the darkness of the forest around. At that, the suggestion became more and more potent, the need to agree with whatever he wanted becoming stronger. It was not just a feeling from the gaze...but also the soft, sweet, yet commanding voice that he spoke to her with. Joy would, of course, be able to hear it too and, perhaps would be more easily affected by it since she had been in its presence before. "You needn't mistrust me dear...I am perfectly harmless...after all." within the cover of the dark, his smile grew, awaiting her response, tainted as it may have now been.

Gothika picked up the pace, all the greens and browns, he felt so sneaky here, he blended in almost perfectly with his surroundings, hunting would be easy. He found a river, pure clean water ran through it, he dashed over to it and followed it's path, looking for caves, or cliffs to make a new home in.

He ran for about an hour straight, some sweat was beginning to from on his brow but he was still going strong, then he spotted a grove of trees right next to the river. He slowed down and went in, it was beautiful, scerene, and with how the trees were spaced, it would be easy to put up a few walls and make a home. He liked it.

Gothika reached up onto his shoulder and put Hakai down and set about clearing the rocks from the grove, ripping them out of the ground with his big hands and tossing thim out of the grove like they were mere playthings. He then grabed some thick vines hanging near by and coiled them into a rope for later.

"Lok'Tar Haw-Kai, I have found a most beautiful home, no if you would like I can take you back to yours, and if not, I must begin construction."

Gothika grinned widely, showing off his mawful of razor sharp fangs. Quickly kneeling he grasped Hakai in a loving bearhug as thanks for helping him find a suitable home.

"Thank you Haw-Kai, you are welcome to visit any time and learn the ways of my people's magic."

With that he turned and went into the forest, picking up logs and whatnot to use to make his new home and dropping them off in the center of the grove. He piled a large number of logs, tree branches, stones, and freshly dug earth and roots.

He used the logs to frame where the cealing of the house was going to be, tieing them up useing the rope vines he had collected earlyer. After establishing a steady frame he used his powers of earth to raise rock pillars from the ground inbetween the trees that outlined the litte grove, defining his outer walls. He then used the stones he had collected before and beat rough holed in the walls for windows. To make the cealing he used his magic to coax the tree limbs to grow inward to form a small circle around the center of the grove, but about 18 feet in the air. He then climbed the trees and started thatching a roof for himself, useing the newly formed tree branches as the supports. He made a door by weaving together a mat of reeds out of the nearby river and hanging them from a log inbetween two trees that he had not raised rock inbetwwen, making his front door lead out to the river bank.

The outside of the house was finsihed, but the inside needed some attention. He dug a fire pit in the center of the house, so that the smoke would filter out through the hole in the caling and not collect in his abode. He used the fresh earth to make himself a bed, while the rocks were warped and used to make a stove. He was happy with his surroundings and went to sit by the river and fish.

Gothika smiled as he fished, enjoying the lack of ash and fire raining from th sky, as well as the general lack of danger, completly unaware of the battle going on behind him. He hummed an old Nothrog battle tune as he worked.

Every few minutes a fish would pull on his line and Gothika whould almost literally rip it out of the water, then drop his line back in. Within the hour he had caught a few dozen fish and had set about cleaning them with a sharpened rock.

Gothika kept cleaning while he spoke, handeling the sharpened rock like a pro.

"It is for my people... In the beginning there were three sentient races on Dreanor, my people, the Nothrogs, our allies, the Ogers and our dear friends, the Dranei. We lived in harmony untill the coming of the first war, when a breach between our world and another world was opened. Once this breach opened two things entered our world, humans and Demons. The humans immidatly went about ensalveing everything, forceing us to work in labour camps extracting our worlds resorses for their gain. Then the Deamons came to us and offered us power in return for destroying the humans, an offer we were far too happy to accept. New powers in hand we crushed the humans after a long and bloody war, but by then most of us had become so corrupted by the deamonic energies that it didnt stop there, we Invaded their world and nearly destroyed it. The humans pushed us back though and we were almost exterminated untill our people's hero, Ner'Zuhl opened up a number of Dark portals, banashing the humans but killnig him and shattering our homelands. The Ogers had stayed on the human's world, remaining to plunder and pillage as they saw fit. The Drenai had been driven to near extinction and blamed us for it. The deamons had manifested and were useing the dark portals to secure territory on Dreanor, and most of our betheren were trapped on with the Ogers on the human's world. This was the beginning of the Fel wars, this was also almost a thousand years ago and the war between us and the Fels still isnt over."

Gothika shok his head.

"No humans arent our size even there, their bigger than you, but they have better magic and they caught us when we were not a warrior race. And Fel's come in many shapes and forms, that being an elite fel, but the avrage Fel looks somthing akin to a Satyr. And with no dark portals here it's no suprise that there are no record of your people here, we would have never made contact."