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@timelord1101

Clay had just slipped into a steaming warm bath when he heard the ruckus at his door.

Clay? It's Alex. Can I come in?

The hot water soothed his aching muscles as it seeped into his skin, the air above now grew increasingly chilly by comparison. There was no way he was getting out of the warm water.
Soft faint slithers of red swirled around on the ripples of his body before fading into nothingness against the larger volume of water.

He held his breath for a moment as he contemplated remaining silent but with a heavy sigh he eventually replied.

"If you must, but know that I'm not decent and that's unlikely to change."

His voice, although tired, held the usual tormenting, sarcastic and defiant undertones. After that he grumbled something to himself that Alex couldn't quite hear, it was probably for the best.

Spells in the Dark: The Shadow Queen (18+ For dark and suggestive themes)

@Fetzen
Hey if I heard right there was a bounty for the monsters heads?
If no one has been collecting them then it's probably what Ky will go do for the rest of the day.
Obviously starting with the one nearest him.

Spells in the Dark: The Shadow Queen (18+ For dark and suggestive themes)

Kyzler the cursed hunter

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(@Fetzen@ the Tavern )

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Kyzler whistled with amusement as he checked out the weapons laid out before him. He got low and close inquisitively eyeing the fashioned golden ornaments.
He took a keen interest in the type of wood used.
Once satisfied he stood back up. Running his fingers through his coarse beard he wipes away his enthused smile and gives a fake teasing 'meh' shrug as he carefully rolls up his swords.

"Where are these bloody drinks at?" he gruffly asks once his items and trinkets were all packed away and safe.

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Five inquisitors had saw the peril of the situation, the snake weaving through the system, the darkness clawing through the light, and even with their will combined it was too late to prevent the failings of sentimental customary gratitudes.

Because the church so generously shared the law with rabble like herself motions were put into play to appease the crowds and show a unified front. So tokens like the Solaris were born.
But now the very tool used to once unify and uphold the law now sat at opposing ends to their wishes and was being used to undermine their holiest of orders.

The people had to know fear and panic as to not repeat the mistakes of the past. To put purpose to the woman's death and bring her to the light one last time.
But perhaps the witches death had brought purpose after all. Azerus was given an insight greater than anyone would gain from witnessing a burning body. He was blessed to see the gods will in action. Their meeting had been no coincidence but fate instead, it was beautiful. An ending of one era, a purpose now filled, phase one of a greater plan complete.

His path was clear, he never looked back as the darkness engulfed him.
His breathes slow and steady, feet soft and silent, his direction true and confident as he returned to the church with the sole purpose to seek guidance and learn the correct method of removing the title of Solaris from the unworthy.

He reported to the priest what he had to and immediately after bathing sought what little holy books were available on tradition and the copies of history and titles that every church held and updated.

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TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@timelord1101@Song Book
You both still with us!?

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

2'C / 35.6'F

'It' was without face or form. No body to attack or physicality to gaze upon. 'It' was older than time itself and was now residing in the deepest depths of the things around them. Having slowly but surely ingrained itself into the entirety of the tavern.
The cold radiated from the very souls of the building.
Trinkets and tricks held no hopes of truely driving it away, while the monkey may pose a mere slight setback and offer a slimmer of warmth, in time it would fall against the inevitable creeping passive cold.
First it was the fire that once again stumbled and fell, wisely knowing this was now a place it no longer belonged.

Clay
The concussed topless lycan came stumbling up the stairs, his own arms wrapped around his shivering bruised and burnt body in hopes to retain some heat. He gives Ayeka a stern gaze blaming her for the chill as he walks on up to his room.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

TAVERN EVENT

And so it came, ever so slowly and silently creeping into the tavern. First it made its way around the outside, swiftly embracing the perimeter with its presence. Next it pressed against the window panes, crawled under the door and crept invisibly across the wooden floor.

Before mingling with any of the patrons it spread itself thin and dug deep into the furniture and walls. It wrestled itself into the core of things, tables, chairs, the chandler, cutlery. Nothing untouched was free from its grasp, even the once brilliantly burning hearth began to suffocate under its clandestine presence.

And just like that the fire went out. It simply refused, it could burn no longer, and the room was swept with a gradual but threatening chill. There was no warmth left in the tavern but that of the patrons. Every still liquid would eventually become ice, and who knew how far it would go after that.

Spells in the Dark: The Shadow Queen (18+ For dark and suggestive themes)

Kyzler the cursed hunter

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(@Fetzen@ the Tavern )

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Kyzler chuckled to himself once again. Clearly the progress of the conversation was amusing him. The lack of drink in his hand not so much. He threw a few impetuous sharp looks towards the waiter in hopes that it would be remedied before carrying on.

"Settle down, there will be many a more opportunities for us to get ourselves killed."
Ky paused to look around the room with a quick thought.
"Can't tell if I'd rather chase 'er alone or with this mob, beside cannon fodder they wouldn't do much good beside get me killed.

Rule 17:
Never chase a witch!
Where is she gonna go?
Some where safe, familiar, where she has the upper hand. Maybe even friends already there or traps just awaitin for some fool to come blindly rushing in." Ky looks down as he shakes his head.
"No, never chase a witch. It might be just exactly the thing she was hoping for."

Lifting his head back up a wide smile had taken his lips as he moved onto a new thought.
"Well, if ya ain't concerned about putting the townsfolk's mind at rest or getting ya hands on a big juicy coin pouch from the mayor." Ky unrolls a large heavy leather sheet onto the table. As it unfolds there is clanking of metal objects. Eventually it is revealed to be two fine ornate sturdy old swords laying side by side in the middle.

"Something like this is definitely more efficient."

He was clearly proud of his swords and glowed like a parent at the chance to show them off. While clearly they wore the signs of ageing and would be considered far from pristine, they were filled with details of attentive love.
The faint indent of runes and hieroglyphic markings ran down the blade to disappear under the refurbished hilt.

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Kill the Spyder

_{Concerning:@WeepingLiberty@Rune_Alchemist@Dark Light}

Arden ran like mad, swerving and fumbling about as he narrowly avoided being skewered by the giant beast. He had no clue what the others were doing. There was a flash behind him and for a moment he didn't feel as though the creature has hot on his tail.

'THWACK, CRASH, THUD, THUD!'

As the creature turned to look elsewhere, it swung around its midsection which sent a hail of legs piercing down around Aden. He practically ran into the first one, instinctively putting up his hands to soften the impact his heart dropped as he felt the vile he was holding shatter against the monsters thick armoured skin.
The magic liquid mingled with his own blood as it ran down and around the jagged shards of glass now protruding his flesh to fall dripping to the floor.

The creature didn't even notice and carried on moving, the many legs were operating like a pump, up and down, up and down.
Arden continued his zigzag nearly clear of the current danger and almost in reaching distance of the fire.

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@rivaan
Sorry about that, I had the post ready for days just forgot to actually post it...