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There was a vibrating in the air, a low hum. Thunder cracked as if it where echoed from within a cave. Slowly a tear began to form within the boundaries of reality itself. Black translucent snake like beings slipped through with gaping mouths. Black sharp teeth snapped at the air around Athura until a deep voice echoed from the depths of the open crevice, a voice that spoke in a different language completely.

Duana rose from her portal opening, her body black. Her dread locks black and flowing out like serpents. Her roots where a violet color, the same color as the floating iris that glowed within her black eyes.
She rose an elegant brow, her right hand raised to settle on her hip. That arm was covered in dark blood red and violet spirals winding in and out of each other, almost looking like the lines on the bark of a tree. The snakes curled forth from not only the edges of her portal but a few wound themselves around that scarred arm.

"It is odd for you to call upon me my lady, you never have before."

Duana sighed and sat up straight. The worms slithered back into the portal as she stepped out of it, her feet landing lightly onto the ground before Athura. The black bled away from Duana's skin, fading into a deep honeyed tan. Her eyes a normal white with a gold iris and black pupil. Her dreadlocks had fallen upon her back, some curled around her chin. They faded back into a dark black and brown with faded tan ends that curled like little cork screwed.

"Never the less you have called me here and here I am. As for your son, he's with Siin. Someone took the Uoe necklace right from under his nose and is keeping him and Siin prisoner until...from what I assume...they reach some sort of bargain with the matron mother of the city. This is what I have gathered."

Duana leaned on her heals, her knee bent as she crossed her legs and then leaned more on her hip.

((Regardless of who is where... ))

The spider was indeed not crushed, though the real reason is that no foot actually crushed it underneath. If it had, the spider would have been destroyed just like any normal arachnid of it's size.

((don't god mode. You may attempt to crush a creature I control, but I decide if it is actually crushed or not. You have no way of knowing that spider is me or is somehow more resilient than normal, you can only guess or attempt to cast some spell to discern more. ))

The spider then skittered off into the darkness, probably intending to build a web somewhere, that is, unless someone intended to bother with it more.

(( the spider is going now, you have permission here to destroy it if you dare and it will not be godmoding. twisted ))

Erelala watched as the brigade of guards led the matron Eclavice back toward the gates. She was almost bubbling with the many ideas and enjoyments she could gain from just a few words directed in the right direction. But that time would come later. For now she focused her piercing eyes on the unit beyond the gate.

Reivan faded into being on a ledge overlooking the city gates. Keeping to a knee he gazed down at those that were gathered. glancing up he noticed Erelala doing much the same. He smirked slightly and returned to his own thoughts, eventually flowing into a hissing prayer to his god.

Matron Eclavice walked tall and proud as she and the ones around her entered the city once more. She was not to allow this whole scene ,of foolishness and misunderstandment that took place due to ignorance, make her appear less then she was. A strong, determined matron. She stopped for a mere moment,placing a hand on a cold pillar, though its temperature did not bother her, cold never effected a vampire. She cast a glance behind her allowing her long nails to scrap against the stone. As she had assumed the Izaran's group began to dismember and leave the city border, as well as their leader.

She gave a slight nod and then turned back to the city. Eclavice walked forward once more, her eyes danced over the area. Her vampiric senses allowed her to better examine the city. Much seemed to be going on. She notices a lot of movement toward the place where meetings were held, as well as a lot of activity in that building. Over her and this nonsense no doubt. Her eyes zoomed in on a specific one person entering going in that particular direction. Seth, First Daughter of House Derahel, her daughter...her house. Well, it seems she has already replaced me.

Eclavice thought to herself, how ironic it would be to show up there, but decided against it. There were things that needed tended to and not worth the risks of not making it back out of the council room. The Matron returned to normal vision, though her eyes now shined a dangerous bright red. She stopped her steps and then turned toward the leader of the detachment. "I will be taken to my home." The Matron stated before facing forward and began to walk once again.

She hated having these men around her, "protecting" her, she felt enclosed and more trapped then safe. Which she assumed was the point of their escorting. Even as nervous and annoyed as Eclavice was with the group she could not help, but to feel like there was someone/thing else with their eyes upon her as she descended through the city with a quick approaching of her house.

Something caught Erelala's attention out of the corner of her eye. Turning those piercing orbs from the army in front of the gate her vision spied the form of Reivan. So this army did not peek her own interest but that of others as well. A playful smirk lit up Erelala's face before she turned back to watch the enemy army. So be it she thought as she tossed a lock of her hair over her shoulder.

-These men were hardly men at all, rather they were shadow demons that Patron Druu'giir employed to guard his fortress. Each was more darkness than solid, but they held wicked spears in their hands and seemed more than fierce enough to put down any drow or otherwise threat that might face her. As she moved off once again, their leader quicken his pace to come up along side of her, dipping his head slightly- "Are we to escort you to your house then Ilharess?"