[h2]Over at the Tomb[/h2]

Those descending into the mausoleum swiftly found the space opening up once more, the clean marble surrounding them surprisingly well-lit by runic enchantments that flared to life on their entry. Alcoves lined the walls, flush with tombs of minor family members, many with lifelike effigies laid atop. Others, meanwhile, remained unadorned--its inhabitant perhaps represented by one of the many statues that stood between the alcoves. The entire environment was surprisingly colourful, from the uncannily lifelike figures to the repeated banners of House Cazt and its former cadets.

It also transpired that they were not alone, a figure emerging from an empty tomb with nary a sound in but a second, and leaning against a statue with a cocky grin. A statue with quite the resemblance in features--although dressed in the formal regalia of yesteryear, not the stylish clothing of a young gentleman, and with distinctly amber eyes rather than the vibrant red ones that affixed the knights. The pointed ears were a notable difference, too.

"I welcome you to my family's tomb, Iron Roses. I was [i]quite[/i] concerned that the little assassin would find where I slipped the note and dispose of it for her sister's safety," he said, shaking his head in disappointment. Nothing about his posture [i]seemed[/i] immediately threatening, but it was impossible to ignore the sabre casually resting in one arm... or the weighty, equally loaded crossbow in the other hand, "But where are my manners? Damon Cazt, at your service.

His eyes scanned the small group, before he let out a disappointed sigh, "The paladin stayed behind? Or did she choose to stay up top and fight Alfrid? No matter; it seems my planned distraction isn't here, so one of you shall have to do. The captain simply [i]must[/i] go on, therefore..."

A finger tapped against the sabre's gilt hilt for a few seconds, before the blade swept up, idly dancing between Cecilia and Serenity, settling on the latter. "You! The presumptuous one. You stay here and fight me for a little while, everyone else can go on ahead and clear up the necromancer defiling our tomb. Nobody will be surprised for me to get sidetracked by an attractive thing like you, and [i]they[/i] simply lack in boyish charm."

He paused for a second, looking at Lein. "And I've done well to avoid Hundi marriage proposals, I'm not going to start now. Now, the rest of you, shoo! A little friendly fight between us two is [i]far[/i] preferable to staining this tomb with your blood."

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