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Streak looked at the soldiers. He knew what must be done.
"Drop your weapons and I will let you live." Streak said, coldly. The guards laughed at this and continued their advance. "Very well, I asked you to drop your weapons and you decline. I guess I'll have to rip them from your corpses."
At this Streak sliced them all down easily and kicked their scythes from their hands. He then slowly walked up to Reinsen. He no longer had a fire for revenge, but the coldness with not even a slight glint in his eye. He was slightly paler, but not by much. He wasn't afraid to look Reinsen straight in the eye. He figured he had nothing to lose. He saw and felt nothing other than eyes. No visions, no control over him, just eyes.
When he was about 100 metres from Reinsen he stopped and called to him.
"You really thought that those amateurs could capture me? Ha, you underestimate me." Streak commented.

"I admit I have made many mistakes in my life, maybe I do need a fresh start." Streak looked very tempted. At first he had come to kill, but maybe now he had a different opportunity. "What exactly are you offering?" Streak asked.

"Hmm....... your offer intrigues me, but first I must ask. If my parents fought for you, then how did I end up in Anier?" Streak asked. He had to know certain things.

"This is quite interesting to hear. Well I guess I have no choice but to do one thing. I came here seeking revenge against you, and I gained a new insight for revenge. I suppose I could join your cause, as my parents before me. I accept your offer." Streak said.

((Remember, Streak will be repossessed in one day. This is going to get confusing.))

(((Well, I have to go take care of something. sad I don't know when I'll be back, but anyway TTYL.)))

"They will be waiting in Eradon, though one of their number is here now." Reinsen said as he looked towards a cloaked warrior that was standing atop the rise that the Larovian army had just cleared. The robed warrior watched as the army departed, his face hidden by the cowl of his robe.

"Valrien, I wish to speak with you." Commanded Reinsen. The cloaked figure turned quickly and descended the rise, his face finally revealed as he turned. His hair was a pale blonde, almost white, and his eyes carried a dark violet hue that contrasted deeply with his olive colored skin. He wielded a pair of deadly looking blades that had wicked looking hooks adorning their ends. A chain scythe was coiled at his waist. It was an odd weapon that could be used much like a whip, but it could cleanly rend a man in half with a single swipe.

"Yes My Lord" Valrien said as he dropped to a knee in front of Reinsen, paying no mind to Streak.

"Stand Valrein, For I would like you to meet the Tel'Domeduathea's new commander, Streak Lightening."

Valrien stood and bowed to Streak, "I see," Valrein said as he came to his feet from the bow.

"You are to see to it that your new commander is taken to Eradon and introduced to the rest of your unit. When I arrive you will receive your orders."

The last statement was directed at Streak...


Reinsen then turned to leave, "I shall see you in Eradon then..."

Valrien then looked at Streak, "Let us depart then..." his voice was almost that of a monotone, it was obvious that he was not happy about the change in command, for only moments before Valrien had been the commander of the Tel'Domeduathea...


(((Well you can control Valrien from now on, Streak 3nodding . Just get to Eradon, and the fun will begin. Though of course you and Valrien can simply use the shadows to get to Eradon far faster than the army will go. So have fun lol.)))

~The sun was beginning to set, little more than an hour remained before it would meet the horizon. Issildia stood at the window in the room that Archer had rented at the local inn. He was still asleep and she had decided to allow him to take rest while he still could.

While in the village Issildia had replenished her supply of kunai knives, and purchased a new set of leather armor, to replace her battle scarred Anierian armor with. The merchant she had bought it from had charged a heavy price for it but, Money was no problem for Issildia, for being an assassin defiantly had it's perks. She was paid well for her work.

It was then that the sun began to waver above the horizon, "The time is now" Issildia said as she looked back at Archer's sleeping form, "Wake up, we must go."~

"No..." Issildia said simply, "But it seems that the Ryera will be expecting us, I had a run in with Damien Ryera, the youngest of the two Ryera brothers...he said that he and his clan had a proposition for us."

Though Issildia did not look visibly tired, mentally she was in need of rest...still such needs would have to be set aside for now.

She readjusted the broach on her cloak to suit her better and strode past Archer, "Hurry up ....I will be waiting at the southern most point of the town."