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Another assassin... He thought to himself. He wasn't sure if Tsavari was with the Shadow Legion or not. Airing on the side of caution, he pulled his hood back over his head and stepped back into the shadows making sure she doesn't notice him.

The silver-haired girl gasped as she came upon this commotion in a normally-quiet street. She approached quietly. "What's going on?" she asked in a voice like starlight.

Soft petal smiled as she walked down the street her saddlebags full of new exotic flowers to decorate her den, her upper body covered by a white tied up halter, as she walked her tail swayed back and forth in reflection of her happiness.

Four or five leagues south was an old prison where "they" thought they could hold him, they assumed he would stay bound in chains for his pas crimes but no sir. Looking very bad ass, the rogue in his dark coat ventured downward. Two blades rested on his back, both lethal and stollen from a gnome merchant that he cut down four kilometers back. The gnome would live, just without his left hand. The one thing about Thatch, the only flaw that he believed he had... Was he was just under four feet, the most wanted man in the kingdom and murderer/thief with a bounty of twenty thousand gold... Was a dwarf. Making his way south he was still very far from the commotion to be in anyway involved, a town sat between him and this squirmish. "I'll need some boots, and a less prison garb set of trousers... But first I'll need to get some gold."

She glanced around, grinning. "..."

Sakarixilii looked down at her wrist and tapped at the surface of her wristband, letting her brother know that no, she didn't mind him taking some of the milk but that he should probably be at work right now.

High in the sky above everything, I sit cross legged among the clouds, meditating, focusing. Two large swords float in front of me, both radiating energy, a dark and evil energy, but with a small and hardly detectable amount of light energy, an amount that is slowly growing.

Damon was walking away from the bar and contemplating how that young magician managed to pull a turkey from-
He shook his head and cleared it from his mind, he had better things to do than think about a magic show. He needed to get out of town, and had done a pretty good of escaping public eye. Then he finally almost made it out of town to find a few people blocking the road.

Kaoss had decided it was time to move on and escape the crowd. He walked through the shadows trying his best to stay completely unnoticed. he pulled his dagger out again gripping the handle tight.

He had been walking down the street at this time of night from his apartment, seeing this grouping of people had sparked a curiosity that needed to be sated, his head tilted and he reached back to grasp the hilt of his large claymore just incase he had need of the blade, he silently approached the group, his large figure just becoming a silhouette on the edge of contact, observing for now.

"Well... Isn't this a pleasant little cluster of malaise and anarchy?" Hot as a summer wind and yet distinctivly feminine as can be, a voice quite literally blasted out of mid air a full ten feet from the gathering. From it's point of origin, warm winds had begun to seep through, slowly gathering as the air itself starts to shimmer and distort, vibrations creating harsh turbulence just prior to a small, contained boom. The very fabric of reality split open, a portal opened forth releasing white light out of it's nooks and vestiges. The pure emanations of the spirit world poured through, just as a shapeless golden ball of light left the portal, which shut upon it's entrance. A hum emerged from the noncorporeal ball, just as it slowly stretched from one end, sprouting one... Two... Three... Four... Five appendages! Each tail arched and fanned out, the light almost condensing into a purely solid form, stretching out as it took a humanoid shape, it's form becoming more clear and defined as it sprouted it's limbs and head. It's head... If it's lower form was humanoid, it's head was anything but. Akin to a beast's, the being had a fox's head, hands and feet that were padded like paws, five thick fox tails and a straight snout.


Finally, it's body took texture, a sublime feminine form yet covered from ear tip to toe tip with a pelt of thick grey and white fur, marked as one would expect a typical vixen to be marked. Preserving her modesty was a leaf-marked kimono in all of it's autumn colored glory, it's obi carrying several bells and charms. Several more hung around her neck, another around an ankle.

Her features were expressive as can be, with a giddy, childlike glee to her grin, ears perked high as her tails were unfurled, each one holding the affirmative kanji marking the numbers 1-5 along their tips, anointing the kitsune's century marks. Seemingly floating on air, she leaned back into her invisible seating, kimono billowing gently in the breeze which seemed to stir around her, luminous cyan eyes staring between each gathered figure.

"Ill of me to make a noisy entrance like that, horribly dishonorable. Please, don't let me interrupt, just sightseeing! "

His crimson optics immediately took to the newcomers entrance, an unimpressed roll of the eyes took place after she had taken her seating though because of her aura he grew uncomfortable, hoping that she wasn't some sort of angel or spirit bent on the light purging demons or anything having to affiliate with the like. His tail behind started to twitch as a good deal of his fur ruffled before settling back into its original position when he calmed, when she spoke his audits perked upwards with interest as her voice soothed him a small bit, obviously he was now fixed on what he believed to be a spirit of some kind that had taken on the form of this fox exterior. Taking note of her tails and their markings he figured she was a kitsune in nature..an old and powerful one at that. As she looked at him something within his core stirred..something dark, warm and yet..compelling, after staring at her for a few more seconds..perhaps a minute..he shook his head and narrowed his eyes, letting go of his blades hilt and remembering why he was venturing out at this time of night, walking past the group and towards the tavern/bar nearby, as he passed the fox woman on his way he couldn't help but steal another glance along with a smile towards her as he entered the establishment, walked to the counter and ordered a drink to soothe his night troubles.

A small while after Taralas had entered, Yet another figure had pulled into the newcomers entrance, Short blonde hair, tanned skin, green and yellow get-up, she went by the name Lila, as she entered, she went and sat at the bar, but ordered nothing other then some water, putting her fairly large hammer down at the side of the bar, she then looks around her surroundings, her face expression read unimpressed, though in all honestly was a bit intimidated, all these different sorts of the unnatural, it seemed like she was he only human within the perimeter, she then took a big breath, and took a few swigs of her water, she decided it'd be best to socialize, she then notices the man nearby, she had recognized him from when she had almost reached the door, and he had came in before her, so she turns around hoping to strike conversation "um....hello there, i saw you coming in before me, so tell me, what brings you here?" she asks with a look of caution, while also looking elsewhere unconciously

The bartender got him a root beer for Taralas was never really into alcohol all that much, left too much of a bitter tastes on his end of the spectrum, he preferred the sweeter tasting things in life and thus when he discovered this lovely drink, sparks were born. He kept his large sword strapped upon his back and as soon as he was about to take his first sip of the frosty mug, the lady besides him spoke to him, mentally he sighed and grumbled a bit but not wanting to be unfriendly, he looked over to her with his crimson optics, shuffling his wings a small bit upon his back as his tail wrapped around his waistline as it was accustomed to doing every so often. He spoke in his usual raspy tone to her "Greetings...and before I tell you my business perhaps it would be nice to know each others name first?" He chuckled at that and continued to speak a few more words before he finally took a sip of his oh so craved beverage. "My name is Taralas...and this glass of heaven is my business." His left audit turned to hear the girl next to him better,a s well as to try and pick up on her heartbeat to try and tell what her current emotion was under that cool exterior.

"ah...fair enough" she states, slightly embarrassed" "well, i'm lila, i came here to do a little studying on the people here, i've always been fascinated with the different types a creatures and magic, being human myself" she rambles, taking the last sip of her water , "well, i hope i'm not bothering you too much" she sighs, examining the different feature f the man she was talking to, such as his eyes and wings, checking her surroundings again to see if there may anyone who would seem more interested in light conversation

Looking back over to the girl, he gave her a smile and a bit of another chuckle. "It is nice to meet you Lila and as for your studying of the people here, I'd say you've got quite the lot to choose from whom you'd like to study." He then took another swig of his ice cold mug of root beer. "No, you do not bother me at all but if you'd like to go and talk to someone else I won't stop you." There was a very slight tone of sadness in his last few words for he never really talked to many people, it only bothered him a little bit since he was used to solitude most the time, he shrugged to himself instinctively and put his now emptied mug on the counter for a refill.

It ached her, really. The, unbridled agony unlike anyone knew! Of course they didn't, most of them were so fleshy and soft - then again they knew a completely different kind of pain. She could applaud them for that. Hurrah! Her pain, on the other hand, was one of frayed attention spans. Much like the other Indo she had a mind that was about as focused on the task at hand as a fish trying to latch onto a bar of soap whilst falling down a waterfall. Did she want to just float there and watch? That sounded obscenely cynical, enough high-and-mighty fools ruffled their feathers and considered watching the masses to be appropriate sport. To the hells with them and back! She was there to mingle with the masses! Get some enjoyment out of existence.

Her gaze fluttered about, landing on Tarla- What in the seven thousand uji under the Jade Emperor's pants seat was THAT? It was yet another creature that resembled a humanoid wolf with the features of a dragon....was it just her luck that she keeps running into those? She double took when spotting him, countering his gaze and smile with one of her own, wagging her brows. Spirits above...and below...and in most directions honestly - he had a look that just screamed 'pass the guyliner' and a color scheme that made her think of the odd Acheri demon or a very moody poet she'd met. In essence, most people would label that as a prat.

Nope! Not her, he gave her about six seconds of attention and that was enough reason to get following. Following being a loose term - she floated right into the establishment and lo and behold! It was yet another watering hole. Oddly enough - her favorite place to be. Slowly sliding her weight forward, she came down and met the ground with her feet, walking gently, skipping from step to step with enough lithe force to make one thing clear - she was either levitating or she was very, very light. Sliding right up to the bar, she less reclined against it and more leaned to recline ON it, giving the bartender a wayward glance and a big smile as she withdrew a small golden-string tied purse from the inner folds of her kimono. Either her breasts produced money or she had come prepared. "Gin. Straight Gin. And about six squirts of lemon, if you may! Do take all the time in the universe, darling, there's nothing coming up anytime soon." And with that, her gaze settled upon the odd person from earlier and - other human! Otherhumanotherhumanotherhuman! Now she, she certainly knew how to dress - and her interests. Oh those ears of hers picked up much. No drink to toast to her, she would wink in her direction in stead, lack of glass be damned.

"Fine interests you have! I love a fellow people-explorer myself, it's a commendable goal!"

"hmm perhaps....though i may just watch from here, i'm not really one to easily strike conversation, surprised i managed to start this one" she chuckles nervously, surprised she hasn't stumbled over her own words yet, although she had spent most of her days working in her workshop, mainly in solitude with the exception of a friend coming over every once in a while, she then leans back into the bar ledge, now looking at the new subject "oh! uh, hello, who might you be?" she says, a small smile starting to form upon her lips, she couldn't help but see the resemblance in personality of a old friend of hers who she hasn't seen in quite a while "you've seem to have picked up alot, though i'm lila, if you didn't quite pick up that part" she silently giggles, taking interest in both the people sitting before her "commendable, hmm? well, its interesting, that's for sure, meet some very unique people' she replies now with another glass of water in her hand

Instantly his trap shut when he felt the presence of the fox lady before once more enter the room, his grip tightened a good bit on the handle of his mug as his wings spread out along with each individual feather ruffling and staying that way until he forced them to go back to normal, he then moved his optics from Lila over to the fox woman at the doorway watching her almost too intentively as she made her way over to the bar top, order a drink and speak to Lila, his gaze then rapidly darted from the fox woman, it seemed he did not out of politeness so as not to stare and be rude but really it was more for him to calm the chain reaction that was going on in the pit of his stomach. He forced his hand to unclasp from the mug of root beer that he loved to drink and smile dover at Lila though..his smile seemed a little forced as he spoke a little hurriedly. "It was very nice to meet you but I think i'm going to go sit by myself and let you talk to this..nice..lady over here hehe..bye.." With that he took his mug in hand once more and stood from the bar top and looked at the fox woman once more, giving her another smile and being unable to keep his composure within his eyes that seems a little sporadic, not being able to hold that gaze long, he did not speak though his mouth had opened, he shut it soon after and started to walk off, because of his weight each step produced a heavy thud with each step he took going into a booth far off from the bar top. She made him uncomfortable to say the least though not out of fear of a death sentence but something else which was strange and unplaceable by his standard of thinking. He simply tried to ignore it once he had sat down in the booth, he even turned off the lamp above his booth so that it grew dark where he was, only the glow of his crimson optics able to be seen though for him it was easy to see in the dark, taking a swig of his drink helped his nerves finally settle for the majority...still he felt a kinda bad for leaving Lila just like that..maybe he'll talk to her another time but as for now he would just cool off.