[h3][color=a2d39c][center]~Tania and Lena~[/center][/color][/h3] [@drewccapp][@Spanner][@BurningDaisies] [hr] [color=39b54a]"Aaah, it's so wwwwarm in here."[/color] Tania's sighed with satisfaction as she made a beeline right for the fireplace, brushing past both Vander and Cain in the process. [color=39b54a]"My arms were about to freeze off."[/color] She took a seat next to the dog, letting Lena handle the talking for the most part. She'd prefer it that way, plus she'd get to snuggle the warm doggo so she did just that. The Fey queen reached out, and gave the dog a pat on the head. [color=39b54a]"Who's a good wittle boy!"[/color] In her hands, appeared a well sized stick. It was a completely fake illusory stick, but the silly mutt wouldn't likely know that. Meanwhile, Lena was dealing with Cain and another seemingly fairly rowdy person. Lena got the feeling she had seen him somewhere before, though couldn't readily place him. No matter, really, he was being quite rude to the man working there and she had business here as well, so she'd at least display some proper manners. She gave the janitor a soft smile as he asked what they were there for, unlike a certain rude someone else she wouldn't mention. [color=fff200]"Aha, a bit of both, I think."[/color] She replied warmly, a sharp contrast to Vyrmain. [color=fff200]"Simply put, we aren't...exactly from around here, and have been traveling for quite some time and do need a place to lodge."[/color] The dullahan glanced over to Tania, giving her sharp glare, a clear message to behave herself, though the small fey merely stuck her tongue out and continued to wave the stick over the dogs head before throwing it in a random direction in order to get him to 'play fetch' [color=fff200]"Forgive the little one."[/color] Lena said with a sigh. [color=fff200]"She's weary of traveling and has a...very short attention span."[/color] She turned her head back towards Mahon. [color=fff200]"As for the adventurer's lodge...we ran into a man on our way in who told us of some problems you may be having with some troublesome Fey. We might be able to help with that."[/color] [color=bc8dbf][h3][center]~Senna~[/center][/h3][/color] [@Hammerman][@13org][@BurningDaisies] [hr] Senna watched the events unfold with mild amusement. Selena was being her usual happy self. At least, that was her usual demeanor from the way Senna saw it, in the short while she had known her. Would be a shame if something happened to her. Perhaps that was the real reason she was watching from above? Hm, maybe. She couldn't decide if it was because she was hoping for a chance to jump a random stranger or because she felt somewhat attached to the other people she seemed to be stuck in this situation with. Heh. It was enough. Just enough. Enough to keep her agitation down, watching the scene, thinking of the various outcomes and various ways she could possibly 'play' with either of the two of them. The kid or the guard captain. Violence or conversing? She could just...hop down, say hi to Selena and see his reaction to a demon getting along seemingly so well with a human. It'd be funny, at least. In fact, she thought about just disappearing quietly and waiting on Selena and the others to finish before deciding what to do next. She didn't fit in with these people. Never did. Neither back in the real world, or here it seemed. She watched the captain quietly leave, almost making a move to jump down and greet Selena as he left. It'd be best if she kept a low profile. It seemed though, fate would not give her the chance. Another guard - a subordinate of his likely, ran through the crowd. She couldn't really make out what was being said - but she knew that she had been seen. The guard captain looked up towards her, and his face immediately contorted into a scowl followed by a growl. [i][b]"Demon...!"[/b][/i] Steel was in his hand faster than she thought he'd be able to achieve it. Still, though...he was weak. She could tell. [i][b]"Take the boy and run!"[/b][/i] Tsk...so predictable. So predictable it was boring. There was a low whisper in the back of her mind. Under her helmet, she opened her mouth, exhaling sharply. Control herself. She could do that. Her hands gripped the roof of the building, tearing into them with unnatural strength. It was easy enough. Perhaps they'd like to converse, hm? A sensible thing to tell the child to leave. So she'd jump down there - a whistling in the air just as the man had barely finished speaking. In a flash, Bloodlust had been drawn. The silver, unholy blade gleaming in the sunlight as it sliced cleanly through the bolt, the useless pieces falling towards the ground. Her mouth curved upwards as sharp, vicious teeth painted a macabre smile on her visage. [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cAzY65J_4yg&list=PLMTCIgZ9bzxQ_YltpSaxrmrdc84aRabRU&index=17]So she'd jump down there...and give them something to be afraid of.[/url] The armored demon jumped from the roof onto the ground in front of Selena, between her and the Guard captain. She was crouched low to the ground, hands resting on the ground as Bloodlust had been sheathed cleanly again within seconds. By now, she was exerting her demonic aura to its full capacity - not caring who might feel it. An intense, heavy, oppressive aura filled the area as she stood slowly to her full height. [color=bc8dbf]"Tsk,"[/color] She exhaled sharply. [color=bc8dbf]"Didn't your mother teach you manners...attacking someone is just rude, you know."[/color] She chuckled darkly, in her usual sultry tone. There was a throbbing in her skull, sweet whispers of violence and excitement flooded her mind with a single urge. She tried to suppress them, but there was already blood in the air. She could sense it. These soldiers, guards...they smelled of it. The throbbing whispers in her head intensified, demanding, screaming, yelling for her to paint this day in a beautiful sanguine paint. [color=bc8dbf]"Ah...and here I was considering just passing through without any sort of trouble. Quite a heartwarming scene this was, after all, wasn't it Selena? Even calmed my baser desires."[/color] She chuckled darkly again. [color=bc8dbf]"But...I suppose...if it is tragedy you fools want...then tragedy you will get. I wonder how you'll feel if you know that attacking me has lead to the destruction of this entire town? Not that you'll know."[/color] Before she could give Theomars a moment to think about what that meant - Bloodlust had already been drawn. Almost too fast for the eye to follow, Senna closed the distance between them in almost a single instant. Theomars would feel an intense pain in his chest. The guards eyes went wide with shock. How did she move so fast? The sanguine blade was impaled perfectly in his chest - whatever armor or natural defenses he had been wearing, didn't seem to matter at all. Senna twisted the blade, the lifeblood of this man seeping out through the wound, onto the ground beneath him. She licked her lips under her helmet. [i][b]"Captain!"[/b][/i] Katenka's voice barely registered to Senna. [color=bc8dbf]"Oh sweet, songs..."[/color] She laughed. The blood from the wound began to seemingly coagulate, the unholy blade drawing the blood along it. Like pulsing veins, the blood fed into the blade as it enlarged - going so far to even cover Senna's hand in a hard, pulsing red substance. [color=bc8dbf]"How I've missed thee."[/color] In one swift motion, she grabbed his head with her free hand as his feet failed him, having nearly all of his blood drawn out of his body. In a sweet, mocking tone she gave him his final words. [color=bc8dbf]"Enjoy the afterlife, darling."[/color] She tossed the guard captain to the side, his shriveled, bloodless body falling to the ground as she removed the blade from his body. However, the blade was no longer a gleaming sword. The blood around the blade coagulated as she pulled it out, elongating the blade and solidifying alongside it as it transformed into an entirely different, beast of a weapon. A vicious looking halberd, almost twice as tall as a man. The vicious looking blade was large, extending at least halfway down the blades handle. Upon it was twisted and riddled with spikes, pulsing as the blood moved along the weapon. Before Selena or anyone else could stop her, she moved onto her next target - Katenka. Senna crouched low before jumping, throwing her entire strength into the leap in an almost bestial like nature. The guardswoman not even having time to draw her own weapon as Senna was upon her. The obscene halberd sliced at her, the guards woman barely having time to dodge the initial strike but was not prepared for the follow up. Senna landed on her feet, immediately pivoting and slamming the halberd right into Katenka's midsection - using just enough force to cripple her as the demon walked over to her. [color=bc8dbf]"My, my."[/color] Senna giggled. [color=bc8dbf]"And here I was hoping you could at least entertain me. Such a pity. I might have let you live."[/color] She kicked Katenka in the face, sending the out of breath woman flat on the ground as she writhed in pain. [color=bc8dbf]"No, no, instead...you get a special, death."[/color] She laughed. [color=bc8dbf]"A special little curse...just...for you! So sing, sing!"[/color] In an instant, Katenka's blood seemingly started to rebel against her own body. It leaked from her eyes, mouth, and ears as veins popped and bulged beneath flesh. It lasted only seconds before ruptures formed along her body - blood spraying from the wounds and coating Senna's own black armor in shades of red. [color=bc8dbf]"Ah...such a sweet smell..."[/color] She laughed. [color=bc8dbf]"Such intoxicatingly sweet smells!"[/color] She turned her head towards the civilian population Those who had watched the display, only could watch on in horror as merely a few seconds passed, and two guardsmen were slaughtered in front of them. [color=bc8dbf]"I wonder...if I can paint this entire town in that scent?"[/color] By now, any hope that someone might have had at stopping her seemed to evaporate as all of the demons reason was lost. For a second, she simply stood there, laughing quietly before she turned towards the civilians. [color=bc8dbf]"The sun is high The feast has begun the streets will run red Men will flee but none shall escape so let the feast of blood begin."[/color] Sanguine colors drenched her vision. She leaped at the nearest grouping of civilians who had started to scream and flee. She swung widely, the 'blood blade' beyond the edge of the weapon cutting down a handful of the defenseless souls in nearly an instant. Screams erupted. Blood was spilled the streets ran red.