[center]With a lavish smile the Sol man retreated behind the bar counter and watched as he poured the cup out into everyone's glass. One of his most expensive gifts being uncorked over decades. [i]I'm sure to make a huge profit regardless of how this turns out! Enough to fix any damages..[/i] He gleefully proclaimed in his mind. Almost a little too loud for other Sol mind readers nearby who could hear him. He stared at the guard, big and intimidating, and Eden. Eden expressed a slender yet honed body that didn't proclaim as much strength in brawn as in sexual and charismatic fortitude. Perhaps his Oro blood made him appear capable in combat, many assumed the Oro's hide were impenetrable. But all hoped he would win. The Fotian guard turned his head so his left eye could meet the gaze of his subordinates behind him. "Clear a area.." He did this as Eden was speaking, almost in a disrespectful manner. The guards began to clear people from their seats and clear the vicinity directly behind the head guard. Lifting the tables and stacking them to the side to form a circle with a 12 foot radius, the patrons on those tables choosing to stand and watch or leave in resentment. As they executed this Eden prattled onward forcing the attention of the man back on him. By the moment Eden was through with the wine bottle, and his speech, anger exuded from the Tyro's very pores. His exhales were vehemently expressing his anger. He began to unclasp the dragon shaped helmet over his head. Only to reveal underneath was a dragon's head. He was a Tyro with deep Dragon blood. But instead of focusing on the ways of the ancients he has used his gifts of ferocity for battle. His right eye was visibly damaged from a large scar a time ago. "My name is Garooda. I am highest ranking of these behind me. You could have listened to your little friend and waved me away with your legacy.." Speaking with a surprisingly calm voice he unbuckled his shoulder and chest armor, dropping them with a loud thud on the ground. This gave tangible evidence of his strength to onlookers, that coupled with his looks was rather intimidating. He rotated his scaled shoulders. As Fotian tradition he did not wear much underneath his armor and had on nothing but a robe and tunic. It was also evident he stood at least 6'8. [hider=Garooda][img]http://orig00.deviantart.net/7152/f/2012/152/1/7/rhogar_by_zasalamell-d51yrbp.jpg[/img][/hider] "But now you'll likely not get to make it back to your whore before being taught a good lesson." Garooda stepped into the circle of the flat stone floors. It became evident this bar took in a tourist crowd and many different types from all over the Edafos were there. Chanting to egg on the battle. [b]"My money is on the big one!"[/b][i]"Put on a show lover boy!"[/i] Accompanied by a whistle. [i][b]"Blood! Blood! Blood!"[/b][/i] and many other colorful one liners were squealed by the onlookers. He made his way to the opposite end of the circle and awaited Eden to enter, he turned to face his opponent. His large clawed hands were formed into a fist revealing his thick scaled knuckles. "I don't think drinks will help you win me over!" He gave a toothy grin. He stepped forward lunging with a right hook to Eden's face. "Prepare for pain!" He roared with a beastly howl. ---------------------------------------------- "Rai.. I think she's looking at ya.." The hood raised revealing the tender golden eyes and gentle grey hairs falling haphazardly onto protruding white horns of a young Descendant male. He seemed to be no older than his early twenties and something about him seemed oddly Seraphim. His companion had yet to raise her hood upon seeing his mistake. If it were not for the uproar caused by the center of attention then one may have noticed his face. Matching Tamara's humored gaze he returned with a worried one. Incapable of hiding the sheer depth of his inner turmoil that resides within his pupils. [i] "So if you're really trying to hide you need to seem a little more natural. Those dumb Fotians love to harass the suspicious ones. Fortunately they're preoccupied right now, and we are here if you need any help too."[/i] The one known as Rai attempted to ignore Tamara by sipping his drink slowly and without attention to her words. However the one still well concealed beneath the hood couldn't help but quiver and raise her head up slightly. Revealing a piercing golden eye beneath the darkness of her black hair and shadow oozing cowl. It dripped from her lips into the ear of her companion. "I don't like them.. any of them." She mentioned as if frozen from the grasp of attention. Though they were here to seek refuge trouble seemed to follow them all the way to the safe zone. "I only want to rest for a night.." She whimpered as if pleading to no one in particular. This gave way to a sigh from Rai who looked to her and whispered in return. "We made it though.. Vrondi's kingdom is so close." He exclaimed with a breezy tone, aiming to calm her tension. She looked to Tamara after this and with revealing her face with tears welled in her sockets she silently compressed a. "Yes.." "We are on our way to the Kingdom of Vrondi... May we talk with you somewhere more private?" Rai asked, tilting his head some as he did so. He rose to his feet and tugged his hood over in all one motion. His companion followed. He walked to a room up a short flight of stairs Eden had descended. Next to Eden's room was another. Fully furnished with trays of food. A blue feather sat on the king sized bed. There laid a blue note written elegantly in a poem. [color=cyan][i]Tie the blood and bring forth the new era. I await our first meeting my friends. Keep well...[/i][/color] Time passage - 10 minutes - 9:20 am ------------------------------------------------- Theme : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JDePkbgwYFU [color=darkorchid][i]AAaaaaahhhhhhh... [/i][/color] A delighted voice cried in pleasure at the sound of voices among R'lyeh. The voice echoed from the blackened body of the figure before him. The serpent dragon slithered its tongue onto the air and tasting the well of emotions inside R'lyeh. The eyes of the dark being looked at the manipulators with open arms. Upon their revelation of each other being able to see.. no. [i]Feel[/i] each other. For only beings of other worlds could possibly comprehend the magnitude of their sight. [color=darkorchid]"I offer only guidance for the blind.. A way to get to your destination without harm..."[/color] The darkness subsided some as the lights rays were allowed to break through the leaves of the jungle. The figure stepped forward toward him. The serpent returning up the tree in a slothful fashion. He reached a cold hand across his face and caressed it tenderly. His form was like a skeleton, bones covered in cold mist in the hue of pure black. [color=darkorchid]"Only to protect your power... from those.. Who will lock it away.. uselessly.."[/color] The caressing ended but his words were whispered to the ear of the Lassa. [color=darkorchid]"Make a pact with me.."[/color] His hand reached out behind him and a apple was handed to him by the jaws of the serpent. The apple was crimson as any other. He handed it to R'lyeh. [color=darkorchid]"The seal to my endless abilities.. This will grant your wish.." [/color]He then vanished from his close presence and hunched in front of the tree awaiting the answer. [/center]