[h1][center] Zakhul
Everton [/center][/h1]
Zakhul nodded his head as the human informed him of his location. [i] [color=39b54a]Everton?  Barrows? I have no idea what any of these are.  How long have I been asleep?[/color] [/i]  Zakhul scanned behind the bar hoping there was some kind of map within sight.  Zakhul kept looking around until the man said “monster hunters.”  Snapping back to attention Zakhul quickly worked to hide any of his demonic presence that might have been seeping out.  If any of the hunter were to sense what he was it would cause him quite some trouble.  Realizing the human in front of him had stopped talking he quickly tried to think of a response.

[color=39b54a]“Do you happen to have a map with you, for I have been asleep for a very long time and have no idea what you are talking about.”[/color]  thinking for a second that maybe he shouldn't mention his full situation he brushed the inkling of worry aside and continued on. [color=39b54a]“Where are we compared to the Grand Kingdom, they are likely still around and throwing their wealth in everyone's faces.”[/color]

After the other patrons in the bar heard his remarks they began to get very suspicious.  Slowly loosening their weapons to make sure they wouldn't get stuck while being drawn the hunters began to stand up and surround Zakhul.  The daemon turned to face the hunters and backed up against the bar.  [color=39b54a]“I would appreciate it if you would all back up.”[/color]  Accidentally letting his anger flare up a bit of his demonic presence became unveiled and visible to the hunters.  One of the hunters whispered “Daemon!” and they lunged into action.  All moving in tandem they moved with blistering speed to kill the daemon quickly.

As the hunters rushed him Zakhul calmly watched what each one of the was doing for a bit.  While for the hunters they were moving quite fast, they were nowhere near fast enough.  As the closest of the blades almost touched him Zakhul stepped past the blade and drew the hunters dagger.  With the same dagger he slit the owner’s throat.  Stepping past the man before he could even register what happened to him Zakhul spun around and stabbed another in the back of the neck.  Leaving the dagger in this one he continued on his path and broke the neck of the next man.  While turning around he felt a slight pain in his stomach and looked down.  A sword was slowly pushing itself through his abdomen and would soon exit through his back.  Looking up at the man pushing the sword through he could tell this fighter was a step above the rest.  This man had been able to track Zakhul’s movement and guess where the demon would go.  Admirable, but insignificant nonetheless.  Stepping to the side Zakhul let the blade cut through him and lunged towards the skilled hunter.  Grabbing the front of the fighters face he shoved the man backwards causing him to go hurtling towards the wall of the tavern.  Turning towards the last three he kicked the middle one away and smashed the other two together by their heads.  Before he could relax an arrow pierced through his right bicep and a strike of lighting hit him square in the back.  Turning around he saw a mage and an archer barricaded behind an overturned table.  Noticing another arrow flying through the air he reached up to catch it.  Mistiming it slightly he cut his hand on the head of the arrow.  Ignoring the pain he rushed the table and slammed into it.  The archer was hit by the table, but the mage managed to jump out of the way.  Before the mage could even get up Zakhul had pulled the arrow from his bicep and stabbed it into the heart of the mage.

Finishing the entire fight in seconds he focused on the last human in the room.  Turning back towards the bartender he grabbed the shocked man by his collar and pulled him close.  [color=39b54a]“Make a single noise and you die.  Now show me a map.”[/color]  Zakhul knew his presence could be felt across the continent by anyone with a drop of magical ability in them.  They would know an elder daemon had woken.