[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/tUm0LZ8.png[/img][/center][center][url=http://fontmeme.com/calligraphy-fonts/][img]http://fontmeme.com/permalink/170415/16c8e96e67d9164b88c45f8654746a49.png[/img][/url][/center]
Torag bowed his head respectfully to Deva, stopping his tongue to prove Zeruel wrong.  As the matter was returned to the escaped convict that had been deep within Celestia for as long as anyone could reasonably remember, the wight turned to both the Laguna beside him and his divine leader.  [color=CAC100]"I wish it were that simple, some have theorized the Faceless One has a black hole in his stomach, and with good re-"[/color]  He was cut off by the sound of Juno flashing into the hall, her sudden appearance forcing an instinctual reaction to draw his scythe.  Upon his realization of who it was, he slipped it into the sheathe on his back once again.

[color=CAC100]"My apologies, Juno.  I'm glad you can join us, there is a matter at hand that concerns the entirety of the Nexus.  Zeruel has come forward with a document suggesting a possibility of Ragnarok coming.  Given its apparent source, it may be true,"[/color]  The wraith recalled, hands clasped in front of his person.  He certainly had his concerns over the matter, though this was the Nexus.  There were very few things that were permanent here.

[center][@TheWindel][@Lmpkio][@KoL][/center][hr][hr][center][img]http://i.imgur.com/DRQUkXN.png[/img][/center][center][url=http://fontmeme.com/graffiti-fonts/][img]http://fontmeme.com/permalink/170413/f0fcb1ba725d1817bc394321715c80e5.png[/img][/url][/center]
The door opened just as Gregorovic tossed his weapon into the air, only to catch it as dexterously as one would expect of a performer. It found its way back to his hip a moment later, closing up quickly on its own accord as he looked straight at the armored Mephilus.  [color=634680]"Ah, Mephilus, it was, right?  Lucille gave me nothing specific to do in preparation, so I thought I'd drop by, hoped you could fill me in on the last couple millennia."[/color]  The macabre jester stepped into the demon's residence in his usual eerie fashion, feet landing silently on the floor with each step.  He stopped and took in the surroundings before bending back to look at the home's owner.  [color=634680]"You wouldn't have anything I could warm up on, do you?  Or better yet, someone to eat?"[/color]

[center][@Lmpkio][/center]