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This flaming soul had found his ultimate destination, Club Orion, but hesitated entering. He had spent days wandering the forests, his own inner flame fending off the cold. He looked up the tower up and down once, before turning back to the forests. The place seemed dead and cold at the moment, even less inviting than the cold forests around. He could wait to approach this place again, wait to encounter a new group of people unworthy of his presense.

((Not to say anyone is unworthy, speaking only in IC perspectives ^_^))

Did I just read the words, fighting tournament? When is it going to be taking place? I would like to join!! ::Hops up and down excitedly like a red headed step child in K-Mart::

((Feels like we've been waiting for it to start forever. But its only been since the beginning of the summer))

((If anyone is around IC I'd be glad to have Torment actually go in, instead of come back and stare some more ^_^))

Even with the Inferno Within and the Soul Forge, the cold cannot be kept out forever. The firebird of a man had decided that the warmth from without would need to replace to warmth from within, having been so long away from the reason his flame burned so bright. His entrance to the bar area would come only soon after an arrival at the tower, skipping an awe struck stare this time around.

Behind the deep purple shades that seemed almost akin to darkness itself a sea of violet would dart to and fro, taking in the new surroundings, ultimately coming to rest on the one bigging him welcome with a friendly wave. The two white balls of fluff protruding from his ashen grey locks twitched slightly, almost as if signaling he was thinking.

He returned the wave with more of a brief salute of sorts, or maybe a half assed wave, with him, it was hard to tell. He didn't seem to hold any ill will to this place, but an air of longing was about him, an urge to return home that would not be obeyed. He quickened his pace shortly as he called out in greeting, mostly in jest after catching a glimpse of her lightshow, his voice forcibly sounding rehearsed, "Hello, I am Galstaff, sorcerer of light!" He would hope the reference would not be lost on her, and if it was, well, he just made an a** of himself, again.

EDIT: ((A note: I am often random like this ^_^))
EDIT2: ((I need to step away for a moment >.>))

Tor almost seemed disappointed, "Alas, I had hoped you'd ask why I cast magic missiles, laughed, or asked where the cheetos were, but it'll do." His arm swept out to one side as he dipped into a bow, "Torment Nusradai, The Azure Pheonix and Master of the Arcane, Wielder of the Soul Forge and Touched by the Gods, at your service." As he rose again he gestured towards her, a wedding band evident upon his hand, "And might I have the pleasure of knowing your name?"

He smirked slightly, delighted she played along, "And a joke it will be, and nothing more, I've made that mistake once already. Even the perfect woman that is my love isn't so forgiving as to allow such a lapse in ethics twice. Besides, I highly doubt you're 'that kind of woman.' As for our meeting, Epithany, the pleasure is all mine. Its not often I can find one who does not abuse and rape the flows of magic. You wouldn't do that to such a fickle mistress, would you?" The last words ended as his smirk only grew.