[h2][color=DarkRed]Susanna Grace[/color] - Vi'Zur Tavern[/h2]
A pure primal instinct inside Susannna told her to draw her knife and slit the idiot's throat, let his blood replenish her. Even though Susanna knew those impulses were not her own she was so tempted it almost hurt to keep her arm at her side. She was just about ready to punch the man when they were interrupted by a woman in full battle armour with fiery red hair. She berated the Stormbringers for their actions and from all appearances seemed to be a superior to them. She was clearly of a much higher caliber of warrior than they were.

She grabbed the hand the Stormbringer held his money in, compressing it to a painful degree. Susanna could feel Lilith's glee at the look of pain that crossed the man's face. His arm fell away from Susanna's back which she was more than grateful for. The other Stormbringers looked hesitant to get involved now that their was someone (at least in outward appearance) more equipped to defend herself against advances. They averted their eyes from the scene in the middle of the bar and continued to sip the drink that had just been delivered.

Susanna rolled her eyes at the events taking place around her. A moment before all she'd wanted to do was escape but now she didn't feel anything remotely close to fear of these people. The Stormbringer colors on their tunics had given her a fright when she'd first seen them but that was before she realized what incorrigible idiots they were. The girl with the flaming hair might pose her some problems but at the very least Susanna could escape from her. She leaned back against the bar and watched, her sense of urgency gone.

[i]"Pathetic isn't it. You know in the first days of our siege on Veiron we actually feared these 'Stormbringers'. They were a force to be reckoned with. Now, they're just a bunch of fools with an over inflated sense of pride because they killed a couple of Imps. You could take all of them without breaking a sweet."[/i] 

Susanna remembered the siege Lilith spoke of and the Stormbringers who'd fought their in more detail than she ever wished. For almost a week she'd channeled thunder and lightning, called down snow and hail on the humans of Veiron and been covered in their blood as she slaughtered them. It had taken days for the gore to fully wash from her body after leaving the cursed city and sometime Susanna though she still felt it on her skin. 

[i]"My my, doesn't he looks mighty imposing."[/i] Susanna could feel the smile attached to that last statement but she could see nothing funny about the man that Lilith was indicating as he entered the bar. He wore a full set of black armour, it seemed to be designed to inspire fear in his opponents as she could liken it to a number of demon hides she had seen the days when Lilith commanded her body. When he sat down and had water poured into his flash the whole bar watched as it turned into a bright blue liquid. A high whistle pierced the air, one that Susanna knew only she could hear.

[i]"That's old magic. I haven't seen a Rejuvenation Flask since a hundred years before the Great Deal was struck. Whoever he is that knight has some secrets."[/i] Despite his appearance this knight seemed to run with the sorry excuses for Stormbringers that sauntered over to him and started talking loudly about their most recent battle. Clearly they were trying to impress the girl with the flaming hair by claiming they fought with the man wearing demon armour. It was pathetic, made even more so by the way the armoured man spoke. His words sounded naive and idealistic. He might have been scary to look at and a decent fighter but clearly his brains weren't all their.

It was pretty clear to the flaming haired girl as well the kind of people these were as she started to rant about how insufficient they were to bear the Stormbringer name. It was clear she'd make a good drill sergeant but her words were severly out of place for someone sitting at a bar who was still sober.

[i]"Can't you feel it?"[/i]

"What?" Susanna asked under her breath, so low no one could hear her.

[i]"Them, all of them, look at them closely."[/i]

Susanna did so instinctively knowing that the demon was referring to the girl with the flaming hair and the man in the demon armour. Her eyes were drawn up to the girl's hair and to the man's eyes which with a shock she realized glowed with a soft light.

"You mean?"

[i]"Indeed, they are all marked. They were at Veiron the same as you and they're not the only ones."[/i] Susanna's attention was drawn to a man in the corner who wore a mask, something drew her eyes to his leg which he held stiffly. Then she glanced at the blacksmith at the bar. Her mark was far more visible. [i]"Tell me, how many of them have you already met? How many of them lost family and friend at your hand? How much of the blood we cleansed ourselves with was of their houses? How many still remember my name?"[/i]

"Shut up!" Susanna shouted, wanting the demon to stop. Her words carried with them images of bodies and gore and atrocities done with her own hands while her features smiled like a child at market.

Susanna became instantly aware that most of the pub including the Stormbringers were looking at her. She quickly turned the sentence around. It was something she was used to having to do when Lilith drove her to breaking point in crowded areas. Susanna turned to look at the female Stormbringer as though the comment had been directed towards her. "Just shut up already. Everyone knows the [i]real[/i] Stormbringers watch the old city from Servant's Hill. This pathetic rabble probably hasn't been within a thousand leagues of the city since the fall. And if you're desperate enough to try to recruit them you can't be much of a Stormbringer yourself."

The sound of clapping echoed inside Susanna's head. [i]"My how cruel. I didn't think you had that in you."[/i] Susanna didn't answer the demon. She knew the best way to distract someone was to make them angry and as one of the marked this woman would clearly take her role as a demon slayer seriously. Call that into question and everyone in the pub would quickly forget her out of place outburst in favor of seeing how the girl would react.