[H1]Vrondi Outside Capital/ Farmland[/h1]
“Well then perhaps you should head inside the walls. There is a festival going on and it is hosting every queen and king across the lands. If I were not so busy recruiting for the gate I would enjoy a fine drink handed down from the Royals undesirable wine collections. Even their scraps are like gold to us commoners.” He chuckled with hands on his hips. He looked over the Nayu girl as he spoke. Her blindness made him comfortable with staring at her. He then looked to Elise who spoke. They were positioned by the tree and the breeze was brief and gentle only visible through the bobbing grass ends. The clouds were not able to block the strong sunlight that cast a golden hue over the grass fields that made up the farm lands around the Vrondi capital walls.

“Elise Nina Crimson. That's a fine name.” He lifted his silver helmet which had a few leaves on it and peered down at Elise’s neck. He found the blood coagulation in light crimson holes on her neck to be alarming as shown through his widening eyes. He looked at the Nayu girl. “You're visiting your aunt.. Have you been briefed on Vrondi customs and laws?” He looked back to see the other guard and what he was doing with a serious furrowed brow line. 

“Missing? Well if you have a reward we can post a search paper. I suppose she isn't from around here… Are you a citizen of these lands?” As he asked he Rhagar glanced over to the guard that was speaking to Rhagars sister and friend and noticed the look the guard was giving him. [I]we have a feeding here..[/i] The guard before Prometheus glared now at her and to Elise. “Do you have a contract with each other to feed on Vrondi land?” He asked her while glaring at Elise and her visible bite wound. 
[@Demonic Angel]
[@Landaus Five-One]


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[H1]The Blood Banquet[/h1]

A knock on the door could be heard. “I assume you are ready?” Spoke the servant behind the door. Without confirmation the door creaked open and the Nayu servant, with his slicked back hair and black horns, walked in. His eyes were white. His Nayu blindness was clear. He merely looked forward with his back straight and his gloved hands behind his back. “Ms. Moriarty. This way please. That is if you are ready.” His elegant voice was monotone to the point of being bland. He however lowered a hand to Lila awaiting her grasp. “I will guide you to the gathering.” 

The door closed behind the two as Lila walked through the door. The door was normal looking and even worn. So as Virias attempted to break it down along with the walls around it a barrier of dark mist would appear where the damage would take place. Upon trying to collide with the wall or door he would sink into it and would find himself in complete darkness for a brief second before appearing opposite of where he was. The servant chuckled as he walked. “Do not worry about your friend dear. He has an important role only Mirror knows. And he will have a fun in my room of madness.” 

Lila was presented to the gathering as a young girl the servant has guided in. The Royals looked in awe. Many did not know of her and were eager to talk. “My who does your attire? You're just like a doll. Oh dear if only you had your sight to see how beautiful you are.” Blood in glass cups was consumed around Lila with laughter and more inquiries. “What's your name?” Asked a Nayu man with a mask and silver ornaments on his horns and silky black hair. The servant turned to the man. “She is of the Moriarty family…” The Royals looked amongst each other. “The Moriarty family? My word such a rich heritage.” The chatter amongst Lila's small circle of Royals led to gushing and talks on the Moriarty lineage. “It's a shame that they were nearly wiped out. No doubt this young one here is a cousin of the main branch.” A more elderly Nayu royal muttered. The servant reached down to Lila's ear. “I will keep an eye on you. Go. Await your call and try to enjoy being a Nayu for once.” He smiled with positive energy embracing his vocals and into Lila's mind. 
[@13org]
[@Deos Morran]

The music went on and the dance floor opened up. Food was still being served, slaves being sold, Therosi and Nero guards scattered about. The man who purchased a slave stopped by a group of Royals who spoke on his purchase openly. “You're going to spoil her.” Chuckled one royal man. “I know but she enjoys making friends. Even with slaves. Ought to teach her the proper way to see a slave.” He replied with a bit of a shrug. “Ooooh. And how's that?” Asked another. He looked down at the seraphim girl connected to the chain In his palms. She was looking down barely seeming able to remain awake. “By raising my child with a slave she will grow with them and she will learn that a slave is a helper, a tool, and a privilege. If she needs her ass wiped her first thought should be ‘why isn't my slave doing this’?” They all broke into a bit of a roar over this and continued their idle chat.

 [@BlackPanther]