TimeStamp: 17, Dyo, 81382 Character: Xavius Acheron Outfit:The Usual, Black robes and hooded cloack. White mask, Black metal boots and gauntlets. OOC: The first part is not Xavius. The arden ran, down the alley way in the black market. <span style='color:blue'> "Oh god, oh god, oh god..." </span> He was breathing heavily, He had been running a long time. What was it that attacked him? Something out a nightmare to be sure. Like a dark wraith, something from hell. The night was silent except for his heavy breathing and footsteps echoing. No one was around, he wanted to find someone anyone to help him. But no one was there. He stopped, unable to run any longer and collapsed to the ground. He closed his and prepared himself for the dark pursuers attack. He waited, but it did not come. He slowly opened his eyes and looked behind him. The alley was empty. Slowly he got up, figuring he must have lost it he began walking. Could he have imagined it? It seemed so real. How could h- It was then that he noticed movement in the corner of his eye. A figure moveing between alleys to his right. He turned to run but found himself face to with the very thing he ran from. <span style='color:red'> "Hello, Darius." </span> It said coldly, and with that it through him through a nearby doorway. His prey had done exactly what it was supposed to. Xavius walked into the empty room and locked the door behind him. <span style='color:red'> "Did you really think you could run Darius?" </span> Xavius asked with amusement. <span style='color:red'> "You didn't heed the warning letters I sent you, did you?" </span> Xavius laughed at the pathetic 'dragon on the floor, who scampered against the wall. Xavius pulled the Anubi knife from his belt, and with one hand pressed Darius's neck against the wall and slowly began to flay the flesh from his arm. The doomed arden screamed. Xavius nodded <span style='color:red'> "Good, now while you'r screaming. Why don't you tell me where one might find Nailo?" </span>
OOC: Who: Nailo Highwyn Wearing: Black gloves, Black robe with the hood covering his face. IC: Nailo appeared out of no where in the alley. He looked up at the two and was in a foul mood. “So, I heard you were looking for me, and now, you found me and chasing... my prey." Nailo said in a demonic tone. Hmmm. That one has dark presence to him as for the prey… He looked at Darius then set his gaze upon Xavius. “You know, its bad luck to chase someone you have no idea of his capability." He said then he started to laugh. I’m going to enjoy taking the life of these two. He stopped laughing and gave them both a gaze of death, but they wouldn’t with the hood of his black robed that hides his face.
Xavius smiled behind the mask as he looked at Nailo as though he had been there all along. <span style='color:red'> "Ah, there you are Nailo, I was beginging to think It would be hard to find you." </span> He looked back down at Darius, who of course had soiled himself. Blood flowed from what was left of his arm. <span style='color:red'> "You've done well Darius, or your blood has at least. You have filled your role and now you must leave. Goodbye Darius." </span> With that Xavius reached down, keeping an eye on Nailo all the while, he placed his hand upon Darius's face and the a blackness spread over his head. A sizzling rose into the air and Darius began to scream. Xavius held his hand there until the scream stopped. Lifting his hand revealed that where a face once had been a gruesome pile of black and red slime replaced it. Xavius rose to his full hight and turned toward Nailo. Xavius pondered just how he got there so quick. The best he could come up with was that he also had been searching for Darius. Although, Xavius was in truth very unimpressed with the ardens sudden apearence, as he was with most things below or within his own ability. Putting it aside Xavius turned to the matters at hand, the young one he searched for stood before him. Thats what mattered. In a rather cold metallic tone he finally said,<span style='color:red'> "Now then Nailo, we have some buisness to attend to you and I." </span>
Nailo watch upon the death of his prey and went to gaze at this new figure, learning, studying him. This one definitely has darkness in him. Nailo just kept his gaze on this arden. “Are you sure you wanted to search for me," Nailo started to chuckle in a bloodlust way. “Many lost their life trying." Nailo lifted his left hand up and snapped. Two canine daemons were summoned by his side when he heard the last thing this arden said. “Whatever business you’re talking about better be important, and also… keep your distance, I don’t like anyone close except my daemons." Nailo said evilly.
Xavius raised an eyebrow at the summoning of daemons. Xavius laughed a dark cruel laugh. This told him the hooded arden was both untrusting and agressive. The obvious to anyone who knew anything. But it both gave hint to an overconfidence and at the same time a need for protection. <span style='color:red'> Very well, </span> Xavius thought <span style='color:red'> I'll play your game. </span> He lifted his left hand up, palm faceing down and slowly curled his claw like fingers until they ressembled more of an arachnid then a hand. Imiedatley the shadows thickened and from behind him stepped two large bipedal creaturse that resembled praying mantis'. Their skin was black and swirled of black and red energies. Their eyes blazeing, they stood a head taller then Xavius. Their curved blades were at least six inches longer then one of his legs. Long tails ending in an extremely sharp barb flicked upon the ground. These creatures were more connected to the darkness. <span style='color:red'> "All in good time Nailo, all in good time. Would I be correct to assume you were tracking this arden." </span> Xavius indicated the corpse on the floor. Xavius was up for a bit of a game and felt rather patient at the moment. He doubted that current company felt the same way however, with that thought Xavius smiled.
Nailo was displeased at the performance that this mysterious Xavius done. “Well, look here we have a genius on figuring my method out." said Nailo with a slight chuckle then went straight to his serious attitude. “Now enough, you tire me of this game. Either tell me why you were in search of me or I’ll leave." Nailo kept his gaze on this mysterious arden. Or I kill you. Hmmm.
Xavius shook his head at the sarcasm, but otherwise ignored it. <span style='color:red'> "Do all Nioti act so impatiently?" </span> He said rehtorically. Xavius was in truth simply interested in Nailo becuase he had heard of his use in the dark magics. It intrigued Xavius and as anything else that intrigued him he was going to study it. But perhaps in the end he would have an ally, or perhaps just another skull to throw into the swamps. Xavius didn't actually even care about Nailo's impatience, and if he angered the younger arden it would make no difference to him. So far Nailo had displayed a very small amount of power, and Xavius hoped he would not be disapointed. <span style='color:red'> "Tell me Nailo, what makes you think you are more powerful then I?"</span>
Nailo displeased with his rhetorical question. “What did you say; I’m sorry if I can’t hear from a corpse." Nailo continued to listen and watch this mysterious host that was getting on his nerves, but he had no real time to waste on someone. “What is power? It depend individual and why do I think I’m powerful than you." Nailo chuckled a little, but continued what he was saying. “You are a mystery to me and I’m a mystery to you. That’s true power." Nailo laughed. Nailo revealed his right arm which was a cybernetic arm with a chaotic black plating cover with a claw tipped hand. “You see I’m more skilled than my brother, but yet he manage to cut my arm off." He chuckled has concealed his arm. “Now do you still believe in power?"
<span style='color:red'> A corpse? You have no idea. </span> Xavius thought to himself. Xavius leaned on his cane and listened to the others words. The dark replacement limb was no suprise to Xavius however. But Nailo had an interesting view of things to be certain. Xavius nodded. <span style='color:red'> "certainly the individual does matter, for power is not skill alone, but also understanding, it is both ability and knowledge. And of course without wisdom holding on to power is nigh impossible. Anyone can blow up a building, but not everyone can without consiquence." </span> Xavius glanced from hell hound to hell hound and back at the youthful arden. He continued <span style='color:red'> "Simply put, the fact that your brother took your arm from you tells me nothing about power, but more about you. And as to power being a mystery. A mystery is more of an advantage then power. Provided it is not mysterious to you. Besides, can you really know for sure that I know nothing of you?" </span>
