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[Color=crimson][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[Color=crimson][b]Location:[/b][/color] Aldrakh
[Color=crimson][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Myra [@13org]
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Standing in the woods decorated in blood and body parts that had exceeded the appetite of all but gluttony, was Vrexen. His form was still towering, yet he was as still as the trees around him. Dark red stained his exposed fangs while blood dripped from his claws. All was silent until through his teeth he spoke

[color=darkturquoise]“This world I will.... Their flesh and armor.... The weak…. My strength…. I…. Everyone…. We…. They…. This world I will change. Their flesh and armor twisting. The weak vanish. My strength grows[. I eat. Everyone bleeds. We thrive. They die. This world I will [color=crimson]change[/color]. Their flesh and armor [color=crimson]twisting[/color]. The weak [color=crimson]vanish[/color]. My strength [color=crimson]grows[/color]. I [color=crimson]eat[/color]. Everyone [color=crimson]bleeds[/color]. We [color=crimson]thrive[/color]. They [color=crimson]die[/color]. This world I will [color=crimson]change[/color]. Their flesh and armor [color=crimson]twisting[/color]. The weak [color=crimson]vanish[/color]. My strength [color=crimson]grows[/color]. I [color=crimson]eat[/color]. Everyone [color=crimson]bleeds[/color]. We [color=crimson]thrive[/color]. They [color=crimson]die[/color]. This world I will [color=crimson]CHANGE[/color]. Their flesh and armor [color=crimson]TWISTING[/color]. The weak [color=crimson]VANISH[/color]. I [color=crimson]GROW[/color]. I [color=crimson]EAT[/color]. Everyone [color=crimson]BLEEDS[/color]. We [color=crimson]THRIVE[/color]. They [color=crimson]DIE[/color]. [color=crimson]This world I will CHANGE! Their flesh and armor TWISTING! The weak VANISH! My strength GROWS! I EAT! Everyone BLEEDS! We THRIVE! They DIE!”[/color][/color]

Though he was shouting again, it was not as loud as his roars from moments before. Though all around and within him were dead, Vrexen was still fighting. Fighting his transition back into sanity. This is the form he claimed. Not of the body, but of the mind. The mind that thirsted for violence so much he cannot contain it. The incident at the Malthemoor docks was nothing. Traven was nothing. He thought of chasing the Dwarves that escaped, but it was much too late. Perhaps the Orcs and Dark Elves nearby? There were so many down there, but they were too useful. Lilith needed them. She needed this war and allying with the Dark Elves was the path since so few of her children were in Avalia. Only amounting to several dozen. It was no wonder that order ruled this realm. 

Vrexen’s body trembled as he stopped his fighting, and allowed his lesser nature to rule him. His body slowly shrunk back down to normal size. He lowered down so he was on all fours and with a low discontent growl, he ran forward. He had reveled in violence, yet he remained unsatisfied.[hr]

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[color=plum]“You two are gonna get fuckin’ fat, y’know that? All you demons ever do is eat and according to Vrexen, there’s one that represents gluttony of all things. Like why?”[/color] Astra rolled her eyes but all the while she was chuckling. She wasn’t all that surprised that Myra would pay more attention to snacks than the rest of the things she named. [color=plum]“Come on, I think they roast tons of meat over this HUGE ass fire!”[/color] Astra figured if Myra wasn’t worried about whether or not Vrexen returned, she wouldn’t bat an eye either. But if Vrexen was gone, then that meant traveling to River Port was the best option from Aldrakh. In Astra’s opinion, it was the best settlement in the River Kingdom. Aldrakh wasn’t bad, but it was only a matter of time until Astra got an ax plunged into her face for having a smart mouth. [color=plum]“If we ever part ways, I recommend this place. They might try to buy you, but remember, you know your worth. They hunt, they mostly eat and serve meat. And they’re pretty simple. In a good way of course.”[/color] Astra looked around to make sure her words were safe. 

As they continued through the market, the smell of roasted meat filled the air, causing Astra to grin. As they moved past stalls they had no interest in, the two would find Dark Elve soldiers and Orcs crowded around a large fire pit with various shapes and sizes of different meat from the surrounding fauna. 

[color=plum]“And they eat everything. Everything they can hunt and all the parts too.”[/color] Astra was glad she and Myra were lithe enough to squeeze between the bodies of the crowd. [color=plum]“You pick, I buy.”[/color] Astra raised her pouch of amas and jiggled it.