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She'd heard of a temple to the holiday known as Halloween. Once she knew there had been a Goddess of holidays, in general, but she had vanished. There had even been a previous deity to this autumn holiday. Now there was a new one, perhaps this one would remain and not vanish as the others had done. She had not spoken nor seen the other ones, as she'd wished to. She had only heard they existed but nothing more, or she'd have gone to see them.

This time she had heard of rides on horses and the scaring of children. It sounded like quite a bit of fun, and a temple she had to visit. This was what brought Nightingale from her hovel of a home, where she worked over a bubbling cauldron on potions. Tonight she left her partner, another like herself, and made her way to the temple. Slow, as she took in the surroundings, she rapped on the creaky door before pushing it open and stepping inside the temple, though it did not resemble the normal temple one would expect...this was fitting and perfect.

"Is there anyone here?" Her voice was low but haunting and carried well. Listening, waiting, for a response she did not receive one. For now she would wait, as it seemed this new Goddess was active as was her angelique.

Hearing the sound of banging door and stomping footsteps was enough to wake the dead, or at least the seemingly dead. Someone was in the temple, someone that had not been announced or made the attempt to do so. It was this fact that brought the glowing figure of the baddie through the nearest wall, he seeming to hover, just slightly over the floor as he walked.

With empty eyes to stared at the two that stood there in the hall, he cocking his head to one side and smirking. "Those that enter unannounced can sometime end out with a trick rather than a treat..." He chuckled the sounds echoing down the halls. "Tell me to whom it is I speak, and I shall allow you entrance to the temple."

The pale creature listened to each well planned word, his blank eyes seeming to stare right through the female witch, he smirking and nodding his head. "If it is my goddess you seek then that is truly a treat to behold, though i must beg forgiveness for she and her mate have seemed to have...flown the coup." He let his smile grow, showing his sharp fang, the look quite menacing. "I should not expect the trip to be too very long...she does not like to get out too much. Prefers the pumpkin patch over the lives of others."

He looked to the lingering male and blinked those eyes. "...and you, I trust you seek the goddess as well? If you would both follow me down this hall, there is punch and candies abound." he seemed to hover down the hall, his feet never really seeming to touch, or perhaps he was just that graceful.

"Yes, it is the Goddess I seek. I would like to call this temple my home, to serve her would be a true treat for me. So perhaps in that case I do seek a treat." Speaking this she listioned and watched the pale fae before her and nodded once as he headed down the hall.

Watching him move, with such grace for it had to be just that, she followed a few paces behind him. "Tell me, do you believe she will accept one such as I as a follower?" She asked her blue eyes watching the fae's back carefully.

Before she could gain an answer from the...follower it was the Angelique who appeared! He was quite the sight really, she found herself staring even. Taking in his appearence, and wondering just what the Goddess must look like.

"Yes, perhaps you can. I would like the honor of following your Goddess." The witch was not like those who carried brooms, and in some cases cats, with them. She was still a witch though and wished to fit in and amongst the other witches she did not, at least not as much as she wished.

The headless fae was gone, but the one in the air remained. A very faint smile came to her face, for but a moment, as she followed after the broom riding figure. She was determined, for whatever reason, to be seen and noticed.

She even opened her small mouth and let out a wail the chains about her rattling as they clanked together. Rusty as they were flakes of rust fell to the ground like snow...only it was brownish red in color. Floatingin the air, at tree top height, her blazing red eyes staring fixedly on the broom riding fae.

(Gonna wait for Lady to reply before posting for Spook and Nightingale. ::Nods:: ))

Eyes of a bright blood red, near invisible tear tracks from her eyes, the spirit was more then a spirit. It was a banshee, with long flowing blond hair and a voice loud enough to shatter glass should she choose to do so.

"And you...a deity." She could tell that with ease, as any fae could. How interesting this one. A broom and flying and scaring people while taking joy in it, though the headless one did more scaring then this one on the broom.

Floating in the air her wisp of...legs or a tail ended in a wispery bobbing skull that was near invisible. "Over what do you preside?" She did not know why she asked, but she did want to know.

Aries Le'Fleur wanders slowly up the cobblestone path to the manor, baby Bethany in her arms. Her long white tail swishes slightly as she looks around, lips pursing slightly in thought. "I should have come here a long time ago..." She murmurs, looking down at the baby in her arms before slowly walking through the door. She was wary, not sure what to expect, and keeps her arms wrapped protectively around her child, crimson eyes looking around the first room slowly. "Hello...?"

Bethany looks around with wide, curious grey eyes, thumb in her mouth, her free hand clutching her mom's long black and red hair.

Aries blinks at the sound of yelling and running, then focuses on the spotted male before her. "I... wished to see if there were anything I could do here at the temple. I'm not sure how useful I'll be, but I thought I'd at least offer my assistance. Perhaps my daughter could also help keep any other children around entertained?"

Bethany peers at the male curiously, thumb still in her mouth. She had let go of her mom's hair, at least and stare at Solitare. "Pchuuuuu...?"