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Ana walks back up the stairs looks around the bar and does not notice any one there so she heads back. Thinking of the things she needed to do before she went home.

The sound of something heavy creeked along the raftor beams above. No vision was able to see anything that would distinguish a form. Though anyone who knew better knew it was Yawgmoth up there. His black eyes not shining with their usual crimson red made him hard to locate within the dark depths of the shadows above. But he watched, looming like a falcon overhead waiting for prey. Just to oberserve the mainroom. He still looked for one of two individuals, he had things to get done and he hoped soon.

Yawgmoth peered around bored and jumped down from the raftor beams landing near a corner that had no other furniture around it. Thinking to himself, that his place could use a little more black and a little more entertainment Yawgmoth's fingertips started to glow black and kneeling down the dark king traced some symbols on the floor. The floor started to burn with an unnatural fire. Standing up he smiled as his favorite piece of entertainment rose from the fire as it extinguished itself. A massive black grand piano. Sitting down at the seat Yawgmoth's hands brushed over the pearly white ivory keys. Closing his black eyes without a thought his fingers started to play, whatever was coming from his mood which in this case was an eerie melody played mostly in the lower keys but still it was almost a paradox. Seeing someone so brash and chaotic as Yawgmoth playing a perfectly organized piece of music on such a fine instraument.

Yawgmoth gave a small nod as he continued playing, he was at least glad the other being in the room was kind enough to whisper and not speak to interrupt the playing. and he continued before finally coming to a close on the last two notes. Yawgmoth opened his eyes and spoke to no one but said aloud "For all their faults, for all their weaknesses, they have certainly created at least one thing of pure beauty" he said standing up from the chair.

"Why thank you, but do you even know the subject of which we're speaking of? the who in our statement?" The dark king said turning to face the other being staring with his black eyes and an arched eyebrow waiting for his response. Yawgmoth all together was an imposing figure standing at six foot six inches and weighing nearly three hundred pounds of raw muscle. His short matted hair a deep fire red with some stands that fell before his eyes of black. His upper body was simply giagantic, huge broad shoulderblades with a massve chest to boot. Each large arm crossed over the great chest in wait for a reply.

dark walk into the bar as he takes a seat on one of the stools at the counter with his cape just inchs away from touching the floor. he orders some ale and waits for his order to come up

Angel walks in humming then stares at mage in shock.