[center][h1]Nero Capital[/h1][/center] The darkened halls of the inner corridors narrowed down deeper into the castles carved innards. The hanging webs threatened to drop with any sudden movement as the two figures delved a bit deeper. The Nero royal who had walked off with the guard was coming down to a room now. It was stone that made the dark halls appear ridged, especially the unevenly stone brick floors. It was not long until the door the man seemed to want to enter was reached. He fumbled a bit at the knob before twisting to open it. The wary eyes of the Nero guard peered down at the man. His shoulders tensed at this. Soon he was creaking open the door and allowed it to open wide. He blinked into the darkness and his eyes were capable of sight and presumably this was the case for the guard. “If you are able to see anything to drink before me let me know.” He said with a sly smile and walked into the dark room. He began to look around for crates and lift open their lids. “Sorry this may take a while..” He went about like this for ten minutes or so before lifting up two bottles a wooden crate. “I think these will do. Left by a former king ages ago. Might even be a dragons.” He chuckled to himself mostly. The guard was dedicated to remaining silent and only watching by the doorway. This led to a simple moment of searching and retrieving. “Say wouldn’t it be rude for you to not help me? A royal blooded Nero. Kin to the king himself.” He said while trying to lift the box of filled aged bottles of red liquid. “I am on order to guard by the king. Nothing more.” The guard spoke candidly. He watched as the royal waved his silk hair back in a huff over what the guard had said. He sighed. “It’s alright then... Sleeth doesn’t trust his kin is all I can gather from this.” He simply walked ahead of the guard with the box in his arms. Away and up the dark corridors they went the guard closing the door behind the two. But as he did so a black cloth wedged itself between the closing door from the inside. Away still they went. The cloth went up once they were gone and opened the door before falling. The door slowly edged open and the glowing emerald green and crystal blue eyes of a young girl pierced the darkness. Their wide orb shape were cut off by a patient observance, like a hunter in the night. She slowly made her way out of the room and was wearing only a tattered black cloak and sandals. Her black hair was silky and long, some strands dangled over her face in curls and a soft band kept her hair as a ponytail. Her horns were a light blue and were polished. She placed a hood over her head and vanished into the dark corridors. ------------------------------------------------------- The banquet went on without an issue. Laughter rang from every direction. Pleasant exchanges, the purchase of the seraphim children that were huddled together near the center went on. The price of these seraphim began to grow more and more. It had reached the point a sorrowful yellow eyed seraphim girl was being examined for her purity. “May I have a taste?” A question that was met with vehement refusal. “Only the buyer may do as they please.” Mentioned a Therosi who kept these children’s chains in his hands. He gripped the young girls cheeks and pressed them together, then he poked a finger into her mouth and revealed her teeth. He lifted her wings. “She is pure I assure you.” He spoke with an air of annoyance. It was soon that the bidding for the girl kept on for a few minutes more. Then it was decided. A Nero royal who wore a elegant mask that covered half of his face had made the purchase. Many asked right away. “What will you do with your new buy?” He smiled and looked down at the girl, who nearly shivered at every little thing within her surroundings. The slight tremble beckoned the hand of the man who lowered himself a bit with a bow and brushed a gentle hand over her hair and across her delicate cheek. “Do not be afraid. It is barbaric to misuse such a rare gift. I will have her be by my daughters side for her entire life. Both to be her friend and her servant.” The other royals were wowed by such words. The man grabbed the girls hand and walked away with her into the crowd. The young seraphim hardly being able to walk at first, but as the ground underneath her kept moving as she was being pulled she had no choice but to get into the rhythm of walking. The next seraphim began being bid on right after. A young male with long blonde hair and red eyes. His wings were faintly glowing and his sleepy expression displayed with the rest of his posture a tired and beaten boy with a chain collar around his neck. He wore only a old one piece garb with holes throughout its surface. As this went on Wasu was taken back by Paon suddenly coming in close as if he was surprised by something. Wasu chuckled. “Careful one might think you saw something…” He looked over to who was walking away from Paon and noticed Piothiet. He sniffed the air a bit but shook his head. “Hm… Say, who was that?” He asked with a smile as best he could given his his sharp jaws. [@BlackPanther] --------------------------------------------- The knock on a door within the guest room hall announced with an exhausted breathe the arrival of the Nero royal whom was accompanied by the guard. He was met by a swung open door and a hand gripping his collar. Bringing him in and nearly knocking off his balance with the force of the pull. The door closed swiftly and the two guards, one of which recently returned, looked at each other but did nothing else. “I’m glad you miss me but dear do try to be more delicate.” He rubbed his bottom as the box was next to him unbroken. He looked up at Aelithea who stood above him in her high heels and skirt. A look of disdain down at him. “How did it go?” She asked coldly. He raised a brow at her. “Just swell. Beside the guard watching me. I did open the crate she was in however. A thank you is in order.” He rose to his full height and noticed as he matched eyes with her a shift. His glow of entertained passion fell to a grimace in his eyes. Aelitheas yellow and red eyes only blinked at him slowly. “You have served me well. I do appreciate how useful a Nero royal is. Not too bad to spend the night with either. But you bite entirely too much.” She reached her hand down and with a shallow reach pulled a metallic object from a belt strapped to her inner thigh. It was a projectile weapon that the Nero royal noticed only after a few seconds of peering at it in disbelief. “Y-you can’t be serious.. You cant kill me.” A light chuckle from her light vocal cords rattled from Aelithea’s throat in reply. Its light hearted tone carried to her words. “I won’t kill you. Well it depends on how weak you really are. I hope you can live without me.” She winked and lifted the weapon and spoke a few whispered words. Red symbols glowed on the surface of its barrel. No sound was made but the small clack of a metallic object grinding against another as Aelithea’s right index finger curled in on the crescent shape of the trigger. The mute blast was visibly a projectile that connected with the mans head. He fell back to the ground with a thud and shadows beneath him fizzled away into the air like a mist. “Hm.. You weren’t fast enough my dear. Good bye forever.” A hand caressed the mans cheek. There was no blood. No matter of cranial innards. He was unharmed it seemed and yet the barrel of Aelithea’s weapon emitted a dark blue mist. The glowing symbols on its barrel faded away along with the mist, evaporating in the room and leaving a slight smell of sulfur. Aelithea then turned to the door and peered through the keyhole and holstered her weapon back beneath her skirt. She watched the guards behind the door and then made her way to the man who laid on the ground. She pulled him by the legs and knelt down to toss him over her right shoulder. With a lift to her full height she catapulted him to the bed and his body did a bounce before settling with a wobble. She sighed a breathe of relief before cracking her neck and rotating her shoulders. “Time to work.” She grabbed a bottle and began to drink it before walking out of the bedroom. She stumbled a bit as she did so and the guards watched her lean up to the wall. “Heeeeey! My friend has passed out. He’s no fun at all…” She smiled as she let her shoulder sleeve fall to her right arms tricep. The two guards merely crossed their arms in silence and one shook his head at her. Aelithea’s eyes reflected a little shadowy figure pass the guards from behind without alerting them. She smiled as she awkwardly turned and walked with bottle in hand out of the guest room halls and back to the main banquet. She placed her mask back on as she did so. She then walked over to where a empty table was and sat and sipped the bottle. She mentioned to a few Nayu men. “My date had too much fun. Such a shame.” She huffed, but before she took a sip each time her lips slipped a smile. [center][h1]Therosi Guest Room[/h1] [img] https://s26.postimg.org/yd3c2wna1/72b1f1f51ccb83233023613c9b93a2a3.jpg[/img][/center] The Therosi sat at the tables dining with their hoods down. Some kept their hoods on as they stood above the others as if guarding the room. It was silent beyond the sound of eating utensils clanging against each other. Most ate rapidly like starving animals, keeping their heads down and eyes on their meals. Soon the door opened and the Therosi man with long white hair entered. He continued to hide his face beneath the hood and his elderly forward bending form. He walked in with two others who had their hoods down as well. “It seems.. We have a few traitors in our midst..” Said the elderly Therosi as the door closed behind him and the two men. They pulled from their waists bludgeoning rods with jagged rock like protrusions going down their sides. Many of those eating looked up in silence and shock. Those who stood behind them grabbed them from behind and slammed their heads into the table of food. “We Will find which one of you work for the Dolofon… Aion. Whatever else there is.” He merely waved the two behind him forward and they began to systematically grab each one and toss them onto the ground. Stripping them and observing their naked bodies for something. The first to be checked was let go and he hurriedly grabbed his robe and put it back on. He was clearly shaken by the exchange. Soon they came to the middle of the first row of those who wete eating. When grabbing him however a blade was fashioned and came down on the Therosi’s neck. Blood soon painted the table and some of the food prepared and still steaming on the elegant dining table. The other Therosi grabbed this one from behind and threw him to the ground. They began to bludgeon him to keep him from getting up and soon he was bloodied on the ground unable to resist the several Therosi on him. Before the final blow was struck the elder screamed a “Wait!” and then began to approach the fallen man. “We will question him and soon we will find what we need from here… Inform the others immediately…” The Therosi were soon stepping out of the room but made sure to close it behind them. Two of them with hoods on came to the position of the seated three Therosi who sat at the main banquet table. The two knelt their heads down between the three and whispered. No visible reaction was made from the exchange of words. [color=darkred]”I see… Excuse us we have to take care of a bit of business.”[/color] Spoke the center Therosi with golden skin and cold white eyes. He lifted himself up and as he rose so did the other two. They bowed to the royals and walked away. All seemed well within the banquet… still…