Hal had been very aggressive at first, but as Darko explained and continued to share his findings and thoughts Hal was more at ease. When Darko had finished with his assessment of the dead guards Hal had become apprehensively trusting and concerned about what this all could mean. If a someone truly did have the blade that Darko spoke of without their knowledge it could unleash havoc that if not handled would unsettle the mortal world. Then Darko handed Hal a note, but it was written in the Dark Language of the Evil ones. Hal listened as Darko translated for him what was on the note, and this puzzled him almost beyond reason. [i]Is this a plot thought up by Darko?[/i] Hal thought to himself [i]why though, what would he gain from this?[/i] As Darko came to the end of his translation and voiced his concern Hal stared at the note a moment before speaking. “All of this… None of it makes any snese.” Hal pointed out. “If someone [i]were[/i] to have the blade that you sealed in the River of Rage… Why here? Why would they strike a meeting place that holds no bounty? There is nothing here to gain.”

There was silence between the brother gods as they both felt the presence of X’s bookkeeper approach. As he entered he began speaking of a battle between the guardians of the citadel where X kept a collection of books and tombs, and the forces of darkness that were Darko’s. Hal said nothing, but instead crossed his arms and looked discouragingly to Darko. Darko began to explain why he sent his army there in the first, but Hal was unmoved. “You wish for peace and cooperation from us, yet what you seek you would take by force. You have not changed Darko.” After some consideration on this Darko recalled his dead army and put a stop to his advances. Hal was still displeased with Darko and the way he had approached the whole situation. After Darko’s forces had receded Hal nodded and Darko called for the Grand Creator to give audience with them. There was no reply, and this is what Hal had expected. “The Grand Creator would not meddle in this affair Darko. What would he do? This is what he has tasked X for. He is the one that you would want to ask for aid. As for your lord… is more corrupt that yourself, he has long since abandon the old ties.” Hal was not angry nor annoyed. He was simply stating the facts. It was at this point that X’s servant gave his final message that was meant for Hal and left.

[center]“Increase your sentries around the gate.”[/center]

Hal thought a moment on this message before his eyes narrowed. “I know why they attacked these graounds.” Hal said uncrossing his arms. He thought of the many gates that he had posted his guard, but only one seemed to be relevant to the slaughter at this place. “These are the closest reinforcments to the gate where we sealed in the Forsaken Army!” Hal slammed his hands on the old table making dust fall from the edges. “Who is this that thinks they can free the Forsaken Army?” Hal inquired as he walked to one of windows in the meeting room and looked to the mountains. “We must be quick, the beacon of anima portas has yet to be lit. We may still have time.” Hal produced a red and gold cloth with his insignia on it before whistling, and the griffin from before fly and landed outside the window. “Deliver this to the centurion centaurs at anima portas, post haste.” The griffin did not speak nor did in motion any form of confirmation it only took off with all the speed it could gather from its great wings. 

Hal turned back to Darko, walked to the table and sat. “Working together as in the past is not impossible, but the sacred books that were set in the hands of X shall remain there. I see no need for these books to be opened again. What does need addressed however is the whereabouts of the blade the has supposedly slain the guards here.”
[@Thantos]