[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=Orange][center] Nyssa Devout[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][b][color=Orange]Location:[/color][/b] Red Hood Keep
[color=Orange] Interacting With:[/color] none/open
[color=Orange] Mention:[/color] Everyone.

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Nyssa stood with the group as Commander Rouge had been doing a pretty grand speech, one that was straight to the point and spelled out clearly what their purpose and life was truly going to be about now, inspiring but demanded respect. She introduced some other reds and pretty much announced that other monsters were among them… Of course there would be, there were rumours what the reds did, even amongst the order she was with before coming here of what they did, only now she would be living in it. 

Soon Finlay who was now responsible for the new merry band of misfits had taken them towards the rooms they would be staying in, even bunking up with these strangers. It was made clear, work together and have chance to live or simply die. The gravity of this new life was sinking in on Nyssa’s mind as she watched on, remaining silent. When they arrived her name was called out with several others, Album, O’Shay and Whitlock were to share the room on the right with her. 

Nyssa was now standing there with the group, quietly she observed the group she was with, taking in their actions, appearance or anything that would give her an insight as to what or whom they were about, no doubt like herself, they all had a path that lead them to this keep, a story no doubt to tell. [color=aquamarine]“Lehta.”[/color] A redhead randomly spoke up and within seconds her chains came off, this certainly got the attention of Nyssa and had her kind of straightened up as she watched on with intrigue as she introduced herself as Brighid O’Shay.

 She went on a grand speech herself, explaining what she did not want to be called while actually pointing out what everyone was, but what got Nyssa’s attention the most was when the woman had pointed her out as a newly turned, that alone would complicate matters in a place like this for the white haired woman, even if she was wrong, Nyssa would know doubt have to have a word with this woman. [i][b]‘Of course she would be a spellcaster, but a werewolf I did not foresee’[/b][/i] Nyssa thought as the woman released the chains of from the others, but found herself looking over a lot to the Vampire.

After that is another young lady had spoken up, her words left Nyssa believe that she knew of Brighid before arriving here… and seemed to freak out at the actions of the redhead for releasing those that were forced to come here, she could relate of course, it was a dangerous and even a silly move, but one that showed initiative and believed in her actions and that Nyssa could respect, either way the other wanted them back in chains but what was done is done. 

Eliza was her name, she seemed like a sweet enough type, not what you would expect to turn up here but another spellcaster but was human, might make her life here a little easier, it did actually amuse her that Eliza wanted everyone to get on and be friends, but far as Nyssa was concerned trust was needed but at least this spellcaster seemed to have her heart in the right place. Whitlock soon introduced himself, he kept it sweet and short and showed no desire putting the chains on, that was at least two now that she knew was sharing the room with her.

Other soon introduced themselves, Vitius, the vampire, that alone was enough to have Nyssa wanting to go right over there and kill him, a low growl did escape her lips but it appeared no one had noticed, but if stares could kill, he’d be on the floor right now. Sadon, a young man that had a name that sounded familiar but here it mattered not, maybe more about his family name will show itself in time. 

Nyssa had at this point felt it was worth introducing herself, it was formal at least for other to know her name at the very least, she went to open her mouth…

[color=8dc73f]“Don’t fecking try anything, bloodsucker. One move, and this arrow’s in your chest.”[/color]

This alone had Nyssa look over at the man that spoke, the idiot was armed with a bow and arrow, and armed he was, raised and pointed directly at Vitius, okay she was certainly amused at this sight already, a smile slightly cracking up on her lips, now things got interesting and if she had coin, hell she’d probably pay him to shoot it… what did he call it bloodsucker? Down, although, she would not appreciate it that much if he called her that, most likely be a very different conversation indeed.

And well after that, it just spiralled out of control, it was only a matter of time when you cram human and a myriad of monsters or in her case, the best of both worlds in a corridor together. A fully armoured man decided it be a great idea to shove his sword upon Brighid’s throat and blast about unauthorized use of magic, well Nyssa would be more than happy to tell that idiot that he just unsheathed his weapon without authorization to, and weather that woman was werewolf, Nyssa felt it was totally unnecessary to put a blade to a woman’s throat, his reaction to arm himself was good and be handy in a combat situation but not this one, if only she could smack the yellow out of his teeth. 

Everything went in a blur, arrows though, did not go flying, a pity really the guy should never of gave that thing over there to even get anywhere near him. And then that poor boy stepped in the way, yes that would make it more complicated, the kid tried to stop it, it was cute but admirable, just even Vitius touching him had Nyssa fight every impulse not to take out Quintilla, her unique detachable blade and gut the blasted thing. Nyssa was about to spring into action, maybe her action would either make a good or bad impression, but at least she could introduce herself with the ends of her blades, [color=929292]"Listen fookin 'ere!"[/color]

Finlay; there superior finally grew some balls and finally shouted at the group, not mincing his words he made it clear they needed each other and pretty much shut down the situation, Nyssa’s arms were crossed, when she crossed them she had no idea, everything just went to crap and sorted itself so fast that the white haired woman just stood there with a look of [i][b]‘what in god’s name did I just witness”[/b][/i] Her mind had wondered of somewhat as her thoughts went to just why she had volunteered to come here. ‘Thunk!’ Nyssa actually jumped at the sound of… An arrow hitting the ceiling, [i][b]‘The idiot actually went and bloody missed.’[/b][/i] And yes you can even make a supernatural wonder like a Dhampir jump.

Once things had calmed down, Nyssa remembered Finlay said about being ready in fifth teen minutes, not much time to get settled really, Hell she only just realized she never introduced herself as she saw the redhead spellcaster that started all this mess leave after their superior to go heal him. Nyssa had since made her way into the room, she saw that there were two men bunking at one side of the room, interacting, her glance at them didn’t last long as she turned her attention to her bed, placing what little belongings she had left on the bed and place her blade down, her amber eyes looking over the weapon, she would need to get it and her daggers ready, to which she placed down to one side also, as she silently went about her business of getting ready.
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