[center][color=darkred][h1]Conall[/h1][/color][/center] [@Old Amsterdam] [hr] Conall’s words brought a partial victory. A temporary alliance was not gained, but some amount of trust was formed. Not ideal, but given time will be all he needs to subtly influence her if necessary. AS for her goal, it still eludes him, though the hints that linger in her words indicate some similarities with his own. The question is, how much does it align? [color=darkred] Pup… her need to downplay me must derive from a sense of superiority. She has yet to show me a reason to believe so. And this… demon seems to manifest only within her mind? Or perhaps maybe to other of her kind. [/color][color=darkgreen] Doesn’t matter, If I can’t see him I can’t kill him. Doubt he can affect me though. [/color][color=darkred] Good point, I … wait. Why am I suddenly conversing with myself? Maybe there is something to this insanity thing. Besides, I think I gleamed all I could out of her for the moment. Need to remember that rebel victory comes first, going to be harder to take the Darkworld on by myself and maybe a few likeminded individuals. Much easier to take on a weakened, war-weary council. And then influence war against the humans for terrible, terrible chaos. Now to take my leave, the sewers make for stealthy travel. Not to mention the various maintenance rooms could store prey and hide my crimes… All that is left, is to leave with final words.[/color] [color=darkred]” Still leaving me with mysteries? I suppose that will have to be enough to satiate my curiosity and besides, it matters little to fate. The future was already determined by the one who controlled the past. All that is left is getting the present there. A task that falls to those like me who drive destiny. I’m sure you are well aware that Chaos is never far away. Even in times of ‘peace’ there were threats of war with individuals puppeteering the empires. So do not worry for Fate, War, and Death is alive and well with The Morrígan. War gives me my strength, but to cause War, I drive Fate and Death always follows. One last thing, more of a personal request than anything else, I am uncomfortable with using names due to our mutual ‘probably won’t kill each other quite yet’ relationship. Though I prefer you use the title I earned, at least ‘pup’ gives some idea of my capabilities. Likewise, I’d prefer to refer to you as Cúpla. At least that will remind me of you as ‘Sarafine’ just draws up a blank.[/color] Conall waited a moment for a response before taking his leave back the way he originally came. Stopping briefly only to grab the remains of the infected and draw a symbol that was crude, but easily recognizable as a crow in flight. [color=darkred] “ If you see that symbol, that means that I, or someone like me is around. May we meet again with Death behind us and may we never hear the banshees wail for us.[/color] With those last words, Conall descended in order to figure out his next steps.