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Marley nodded, "You can tell me your name, maybe it'd be for the best after all..." Marley had made a lot of weapons in his days, so many that in his prime he forgot what weapons went to who or how many-- his monstrosities were scattered all over the lands, paraded as weapons of power they only brought destruction and devastation in their wake, and could ultimately leave it's user dead or insane. Many times he had been roused in the night by shambling ghould who have come to haunt him for his curse-- and Marley killed them all without distinction, burying them everywhere; even in his cellar and under the floorboards. Marley had so many skeletons in his closet that they simply didn't fit anymore...

"I could be a fool... but the line between a fool and a genius is often exceptially small... at least thats what the elder tells me..."

Sin smiled with his eyes still closed

"but why bother trying to be something your not? if I'm a fool then I'm a fool. I'm happy with a few meger possestions and my own free will and thats enough for me. Why bother trying to find a reason for something when a whim is so much more fun"

"If my actions ever endangerd the life of inniocents then I will do my damnest to protect them... Besides you said it yourself, a choice is a choice, I certainly am not going to worry about what could be or should have been. If you spend your life all wrapped up in every decision you make, you really aren't liveing."

Sin yawned and stood up looking at Sylph.

"care to show me around this place? I mean what is the Forge anyways?"

Kuchane walked to the edge of his master's domain. Sand and forest floor met at an odd, sudden line, drawn with what might have been the gods's green marker. He pulled a length of chain from the hands of a servant who had come to him. He pulled a section of chain, placing an edge of it in the sand, and placing it down in a kind of erimeter gaurd. He covered it with sand, and in a few hours, he had covered only a tiny perimeter of the castle's total perimeter. He smiled though, and stood up. "Now, I can finally use my powers for something other than Necromancy!" He uttered a few gutteral syllables, and the chains rattled, moving beneath the sand. It now circled the palace, on a kind of ritualized cycle of control. Kuchane uttered one last phrase, and it became like a sand-dragon or wyrm, alive of it's own will, gaurding the castle. It was only made of chain, and easily beaten, but it would indeed hamper anyone fool enough to approach.

Kuchane looked at the eyes oddly. "You things are weird, I have never done anything like this in my demon-dom." He sighed, and yelled for a slave to bring him water. He wiped sweat from his brow, and looked at the ground. The sand moved slightly with the chain monstrosity moving beneath it. A job well done.

His eyebrow twitched. It happened everytime he discovered something. He sighed. "Zeo, you must survey a demon, using another demon's eye?" He misinterpreted it slightly, but he thought he understood.

Grevious stepped out of Reinsen Nevar's tent looking about at the army camp. It had been several hours since he had left with his group of horsement, heading out to invistagate a odd flash of light in the hills, and he was starting to become agitated. He didn't care much for the would-be conquer but it most certianly wouldn't reflect well on him if Reinsen died while he was supposedly supposed to guard him.

Walking though the camp he scoffed at the sheer number of weapons this army had. He never understood why people would prefer a large sharp peice of metal over there fists anyday. Walking along he finally made it to one of the watchtowers overlooking where Reinsen saw the flash of light. With a few jumps he swung himself up to the top, startleing the guard on duity, and started to watch the forest edge for any signs of movement.