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Kamiss shook his head, laughing. "Nice one." He waved his hand and the soot removed itself from her clothes, and floated out the door. "I inherited this house from my grandfather a long time ago. After the War, it was a demolished skyscraper. I had a vision and restored it to what it looked like when it was built. I had no idea those passages were there. I've gotta check out that second library." Kamiss walked to the fireplace. "There is a passage here--the only one I knew about beforehand." He slithered up the thick chimney, and pressed a certain brick. It and a few others slid back, revealing a hole. ""This one's a bit of a squeeze." He called down as he lowered himself in.

Kamiss' reply was muffled as he shuffled down the passage. He moved something off to the side, and dropped down into the room below.

Kamiss laughed. "I said 'Watch out, there's a drop ahead.'" He shook his head. "Darn those cobwebs, huh?"

Kamiss held his hand up and a black fireball hovered above his palm. It cast an eerie light on the weapons lining the walls. "Each one is the actual blade used by my ancestors." He walked down the middle of the room, rows of axes, spears, swords, staffs and maces. There was a shrine in the middle of the room. It's enscription read 'For the dark light. For the demon of rightousness. For the sinner for mankind.' Kamiss sighed. "This is where Ar'kon, my weapon, will go when I die. My legacy will end here unless I have a son or daughter." He walked back towards Chobah. "This is the sanctum santorum, and must be kept safe at all costs. It is one of the places I have hid my power; should it be destroyed; I would be significantly weakened. I am strenghtened by the shadows inside me, but also by my ancestors. This is all that's left of them. I am afraid this could be why the outer rim of the forest was attacked."

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Kamiss saw the look on her face, saw her pale. "Chobah." He said. "I don't plan on dying anytime soon. Maybe not at all, if my regeneration powers advance far enough to keep me alive forever. Though, I hope not." Kamiss sighed, knowing what he just said wasn't very reassuring. "I don't plan on dying anytime soon." He reiterated.

Kamiss started after her, then stopped. He looked at the sword of one of his ancestors, the only one who had also been infected by darkness. Trarr. He had gone to evil. However, over time, the darkness left the blood of Trarr's descendants. Kamiss was the first to be infected since then. His blade was straight along the back edge, but the cutting edge came towards the back, making the cutting edge appear like two ocean waves.
It was used for cutting out peoples' eyes.
Kamiss shuddered involuntarily. Trankin, his old enemy, had been a re-embodiement of Trarr. "Let this place stay safe." He whispered. Kamiss started following.

Luna walked up to the Inn and stopped looking down at the piece of paper in her hand. "Looks like the right place. Man it has been forever since i've been back here," she said softly putting the paper in her pocket and remembering the last talk she had with Kamiss. More of an arguement, but that didn't mean she still didn't miss him and all the other new friends she slowly lost contact with after the break up of the gang. She felt the wind softly breeze through her long black hair. 'Well he invited me back, so hopefully everyone else is back and maybe some new people,' she thought to herself pulling a strand of hair behind her ears. With a tug on her small leather backpack's strap she opened the door and walked in.