Kaizer studies the stone for a moment, gazing thoughtfully into its swirling embers. After a moment, he slowly extends his hand to the stone, pausing as though he were expecting a response. Suddenly, the stone moves, gently rolling toward Kaizer until it comes to a stop, resting in his open palm. He clasps his fingers about the stone and raises it before him. A strange glow kindles from within the stone and suddenly flashes violently. Fire seems to kindle in Kaizer’s eyes as the stone cracks within his grip. His hand suddenly opens, and the stone shatters in a scintillating array of sparks. A strange wisp of smoke seemed to dance eerily within Kaizer’s palm, and he smiled broadly as he looked to Cira. Without speaking, he pressed his lips together and blew softly into the cloud. He gently rose from his hand and edged toward Cira. As it drew near her, Kaizer muttered softly to himself, “Take her…Irilandra…” As his words died, the wisp of smoke suddenly took a wicked form and swelled to confront Cira. It quickly surrounded her with ethereal tendrils and drew itself upon her…
Movdon 's eyes widen in astonishment at the unfolding scene. His jaw left hanging open awe as he manages to cry out, "Kaizer!?" Before turning his gaze to smokey being surrounding Cira, "Cira!"
Lionel appears from the south.
Roland seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you.
Roland exits south.
Lionel yawns nonchalantly, completely oblivious to anything and everything that might well be taking place at the moment.
Silk appears from the south.
Kaizer nods to Silk.
Svetlana appears from the south.

 

 Cira blinks repeatedly as the stone flickers to life within Kaizer’s palm, the faintest tinges of unease shooting throughout her.  She steps backwards, trying to put as much distance between herself and Kaizer with his strange smoke as possible.  Her back touches the wooden wall, and the woman half-heartedly raises her scepter, perhaps hoping to defend herself against the escaped wickedness before her.  The smoke surrounds her, clogging Cira’s every breath, and her grip on the scepter loosens.  The tendrils envelope her entirely, and with a low’ thud’ she falls against the wall, unconscious from being forced to breathe it.  Immediately the smoke pours through the woman’s open mouth and into her body, leaving only a few lingering wisps in the air around the pyromancer.    

Lionel blinks, raising a brow upon the sight. "Wow... for once, it looks like Cira's the one being assaulted. By... something... like that? Sad..."
Svetlana quietly takes a seat and orders a red wine
Lionel shakes his head and steps out.
Kaizer smiles to himself as he watches Cira.
Lionel exits south.
Movdon said to Kaizer, "What the hell was that!? What are you trying to do!?"
Naoko seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you.
Silk waves to Kaizer, happily.
Kaizer said to you, "Speak to me, Irilandra. Speak to me, vile Maiden of Chaos."
Cira slowly opens her eyes and bends her arms, pulling her body into a sitting position.  She tilts her head to stare up at Kaizer, a wicked grin tugging at the corners of her bloodstained lips.

Silk raises an eyebrow.
You said to Kaizer, "Freedom..."
Kaizer said to you, "Have fun...sweet child."

Svetlana scratches Talon on the back of the head observing the situations taking place
Silk oocly snickers, cuz after all, she makes no contributions.
Neelam looked at Silk.
Neelam looked at Svetlana.
Movdon looks on as Kaizer and the new Cira begin to interact. "Cira is now a maiden of Chaos?" *mumbles softly "What else is new?"* The orc calls out to the demon now inhabiting Cira's body. "So what do you want?"
Neelam exits south.
You chuckles softly and reaches down for the dropped scepter. She eyes the weapon with disdain, muttering something derogatory about mortals and their weak means of defense. As Kaizer’s words are spoken, the woman turns her head, nodding in agreement with the Fallen one’s words. “Oh I will, my lord...”

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Crisiant appears from the south.
Kaizer said to you, "Let you will be your own, for you are no longer bound to me. Your time has been served, now reign free to spread your discord."
Movdon raises his drow deathlance, preparing to defend the attack that is no doubt about to come from the possessed Cira. "Alright then... Come on you wench..."
Kaizer said to Movdon, "Weapons always did excite her..."
Silk leans back, looking on in mild amusement for now. "Chaos is a good thing, though..."
Crisiant said to Movdon, "You're speaking to my daughter...how?"
Movdon said to Kaizer, "Yeah. I bet they did... If you could just tell me how to defeat her and extract the demon about now, that'd be great..."
Bloodwind appears from the south.
Bloodwind exits south.
Kaizer said to Movdon, "What makes you so sure you can defeat her? You cannot dispatch what is forever. Not even I could do that, so long ago..."
Movdon said to Crisiant, "Bah... If you could have just gotten here a few moments earlier... Just get your blade ready. I'll explain later."
Movdon said to Kaizer, "Perhaps... But we're not talking about you. Are we? *the orc offers a cynical grin to the dark lord and turns back to Cira* "
Kaizer said to Movdon, "Learn the hard way, master Orc."
Akuma appears from the south.
Akuma exits south.
Crisiant said to Kaizer, "Care to fill me in?"
Kaizer said to Movdon, "I know her secret, but I'll not share it while there's fun to be had."
Movdon said to Kaizer, "That's the easiest way to learn."
Kaizer smirks at Crisiant. "You'll find out soon enough."
Movdon said to Kaizer, "Why would you cast away a demon that would bring this much...'fun' around anyways? Too much competition for you?"
Valdearg appears from the south.
Akashia appears from the south.
Valdearg exits south.
Crisiant frowns at Kaizer's words. "I don't suppose you would want to 'find out soon enough' if it involved your child."Kaizer said to Movdon, "What can I say? I like to watch."
Kaizer said to Crisiant, "But you see....it does involve my child..."
Saerithia appears from the south.
Saerithia exits south.
Crisiant said to Kaizer, "Since when?"
Movdon said to Kaizer, "*snickers as he keeps his blade steady* Fair enough... Let's see what this bitch is made of..."
Neelam appears from the south.
Neelam vanished before your eyes, perhaps never to be seen again.
Thora appears from the south.
Kaizer said to Crisiant, "Since I set her free..."

Cira flashes a broad smile Movdon’s way as the deathlance is drawn, a low cackle escaping from the depths of her throat.  The Chaotic Maiden takes a few steps towards the orc, brandishing the pathetic scepter within one delicately boned hand.  Without warning, the woman pulls her arm back and hurls the contaminated weapon Movdon’s way, watching with glee as it flies head over hilt through the air towards the orc, its jeweled head gleaming with the same eerie illumination as the soulstone once did.  It smashes into the deathlance and explodes violently, sending shards of gem in every direction, each exploding into darkened flames as it collides with something...or someone.  The remains of the now useless weapon fall at Movdon’s feet and remain still...for a moment.  Irilandra eyes it momentarily, hissing a low word of command.  The broken hilt suddenly lives, transfigured into a viper that now entwines itself around Movdon’s legs, quite ready to bite him and make the orc the first victim of Irilandra in over a thousand years.

Akuma appears from the south.
Crisiant said to Kaizer, "Into MY daughter."
Kaizer said to you, "So beautiful you are, Irilandra...but do not cross me again, child. There are hells far worse than the one you suffered for your wrongs against me. Remember that."
Akashia vanished before your eyes, perhaps never to be seen again.
Akuma walks in and takes a seat at an empty stool, barely noticing the group gathered in this room.
You said to Kaizer, "I remember..."
Kaizer said to Crisiant, "So it seems."
Silk moves from the wall as gem-shards come hurling towards it and her. Turning sideways and sucking in upon herself, the elf lets out a low whistle as flaming facet bursts into the wall where she once stood, nearly singing her middle.
Valdearg appears from the south.
Valdearg limps into the tavern, heavily leaning on his walking stick and examines the surrounding muttering to himself "It's been too long..." He limps to the corner and seats himself on the floor.
Azalea seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you.
Silk said, "Wow, too bad those runes on the wall don't work no more. Shame, really."
Azalea whispered something to Kaizer.
Akuma ducks out of the way of many shards that fly near her head and looks at

Silk shrugs to Akuma, turning her concentration back to the orc who's now missing his trusty lance.
Sildras seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you.
Crisiant said to Silk, "What runes?"
Kaizer whispered something to Azalea.

Sildras exits south.
Silk said to Crisiant, "The ones on the wall. The etchings that once glowed with protections."Azalea whispered something to Kaizer.

Azalea whispered something to Kaizer.
Verin exits south.
Torent appears out of nowhere, with a magical aura surrounding him.
Kaizer said to Silk, "I never cared much for scribbles on the wall."
Azalea seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you.
Torent bought 1 beer.
Crisiant said to Kaizer, "Why her?"
You said, "Protection....from ME? *cackles*"
Silk said to Kaizer, "Clash with the decor, they do. *nods*"
Torent brings his beer to a corner table and takes a seat.
Kaizer said to Crisiant, "I did not make that choice."
Crisiant said to Silk, "Never noticed."
Crisiant said to Kaizer, "Then who did?"
Torent drank a beer.
Kaizer said to Crisiant, "Irilandra."
Valarus seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you.
Azalea whispered something to Kaizer.
Valdearg rests his walking stick against the wall and removes a long black pipe from his satchel. He lights his pipe and begins puffing heavily on it.

Crisiant said to Kaizer, "I see..."
Akuma drank a beer.
Valarus said to Crisiant, "Slave, soon I will have a job for you. When the time comes be ready. Your life will depend on it."
Sildras appears out of nowhere, with a magical aura surrounding him.

Crisiant said to Valarus, "I'm so sure it will."
Akuma finishes up the last of her sugar cookies and nods to the group. "Good night."
You looked at Valarus.

Silk finds herself muttering, "head on a stick" for some odd reason.
Aranna seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you.
Valarus said to Silk, "Cowards run, cowards hide. But soon the head shall be piked."
Valdearg reaches into his satchel once more and pulls out a small flask. He removes the cap and takes a drink. "Ah...that's good."

Silk said to Valarus, "Pickled would be better. And would take that foul taste from my mouth. *smiles on in bemusement*"
Valarus said to Silk, "Said head is hollow, pickling it is a waste of time."

Movdon shields his eyes from the great blast as the rock shatters on contact with his blade, disarming him and diverging the stone in all directions. Bending down, the orc moves to regain his fallen weapon, only to find that it has transformed. The once powerful weapon of the death knight now takes on the being of a deadly serpant. With a slight smirk, the orc resumes his standing position and emits a small chuckle. "You like to change, hm?" Upon his leg, great jagged thorns burst out in all directions. The spikes all at once impale the snake from all angles before retracting back into his leg. Falling to the ground, the viper lay there dead. "Good. I do as well..." Raising his foot, the orc slams it to the ground on top of the snake. Within seconds, the tissue around Movdon's foot absorbs the snake into his skin and reforms it as the deathlance in his hand. Taking a step forward, the deathknight launches the blade at Cira, the lance moving as if a dart for the heart of the demon.

 

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Torent exits south.
Kianna appears from the south.
Kianna exits south.
Crisiant departs from the room, clearly frustrated with the current ongoings.
Crisiant exits south.
Valdearg exits south.
Lunette vanished before your eyes, perhaps never to be seen again.
Vincent appears from the south.
Azalea whispered something to Kaizer.
Valarus whispered something to Kaizer.
Kaizer whispered something to Azalea.
Kaizer whispered something to Valarus.
Laraud appears from the south.
Azalea whispered something to Kaizer.
Crovax exits south.
Valarus whispered something to Kaizer.
Laraud strides in and takes a seat.
Aranna whispered something to Mesthak.
Kaizer whispered something to Valarus.
Valarus whispered something to Kaizer.
Eldarwen appears out of nowhere, with a magical aura surrounding her.
Kaizer whispered something to Valarus.
Eldarwen looked at Movdon.
Orika appears from the south.
Orika looked at Valarus.
Valarus whispered something to Kaizer.
Laraud oocly has to go for a bit.

Cira chuckles gleefully and watches with evident amusement as the death lance reforms in Movdon’s hand.  She stands quite still as the now-projectile weapon flies through the air towards her, and in a move quicker than most eyes could possibly follow, reaches out and seizes the blade.  Instantly, lacerations form along the demon’s hands, staining the blade of Movdon with sticky black ichor.  Irilandra slides her bloodied hands across the lance, contaminating every bit of it with her poisonous blood. “How nice...a new toy...” She tosses the weapon over her shoulder, paying little attention as the deathlance buries itself in one of the magical runes.  Light-green eyes narrow to slits, and her crimson lips move in silent words.  The air between herself and Movdon shimmers with energy, as an invisible (to most) bolt of raw power speeds towards Movdon’s chest.  Meanwhile, the runes surrounding the impaled lance darken and begin orbiting it, each drawn to the newest possession of Irilandra with inexplicable force.

Silk nods in appreciation of Movdon's slipperiness, wating to see what this demon does now.
Silk is lateThora appears from the south.
Roland appears from the south.
Roland bought 1 milk.
Kaizer whispered something to Valarus.

1.

Laraud vanished before your eyes, perhaps never to be seen again.
Kaizer whispered something to Valarus.
Orika looked at Silk.
Roland ate a baked potato.
You said to Kaizer, "They never learn."
Kaizer whispered something to Valarus.
Roland exits south.
Azalea whispered something to Kaizer.
Vincent looked at Thora.
Orika looked at Thora.

Movdon seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you.
Kaizer said to you, "Aye."
Valarus whispered something to Kaizer.
Kaizer whispered something to Valarus.
Valarus whispered something to Kaizer.
You eyes the whispering Valarus. "And that one is..?"
Aranna whispered something to someone.
Kaizer whispered something to Valarus.
Eldarwen seems to appear from out of nowhere, spontaneously generating next to you.
Thora exits south.
Valarus whispered something to Kaizer.
Nikita exits south.
Valarus stares at the fallen god for a long moment, before replying once more in a whisper.
Aranna hassa go-go.
Aranna vanished before your eyes, perhaps never to be seen again.
Valarus whispered something to Kaizer.

Movdon bellows loudly as this hidden force collides with his chest, sweeping him clear off of his feet and launching him across the room. Knocking into various tables, chairs, and people along the way, he clears a path of destruction before finally coming to a halt with his back pressed against the tavern wall. Falling forward to his feet, the deathknight shakes his head a few times before turning back to the wall which now contains an imprint of his form. A small hole can clearly be seen in his tattered clothes, the singe evident of the energy blast that made contact with his chest. "Geeze... Haven't had one of them in a while... Alright. Round two." Movdon claps his hands together, clasping them within one another as he throws Cira a sinister grin. Weaving his fingers inbetween each other, the limbs solidify into a bumpy, pale mold. Flattening themselves out, the arms become a pole-like object, while the intertwined hands form into the head of a mace. This new weapon to take form of his former weapon, the orc charges toward Cira, his transformed limbs bent above his head. In an overhead motion, the deathknight drives it downward to crash into Cira's skull.

/smirks at the charging Movdon, folding her crimson-clad arms across her chest.  Behind the woman, the former deathlance continues with its devouring of the protective runes, occasionally shooting a bolt of electricity outward at a random person.  The demon stands unmoving, waiting with anticipation for Movdon’s hands to smash into her skull.  Soon enough, they do!  Bloood and shards of bone explode in all directions, as the orc’s mace-hands leave a gaping window.  Blood and shreds of tissue run in rivulets down the vampiress’ grinning countenance. “Now see...you should have listened to Kaizer...”  She chuckles and tosses her bleeding head, freeing it of Movdon’s arms.  The remaining bone, blood vessels and tissue quickly expand and cover the once-gaping wound, and after a few moments, it appears as if Irilandra were never injured at all.  Her grin broadens as she turns to face Movdon, one hand reaching up to grip his malformed arms. Words of power dripping with malignancy fall from the woman’s lips, and a reddish have lifts itself from her slight frame.  It wafts through the air, wrapping in tendrils around Movdon much as the smoke from the stone did around Cira.  The air fills with the stench of decay...as anything and everything the mist comes into contact with begins to rot...alive.

Donovan exits south.
Eldarwen whispered something to Silk.
Silk whispered something to Eldarwen.
Silk whispered something to Eldarwen.
Nexx exits south.
Eldarwen whispered something to Silk.
Azalea whispered something to Kaizer.
Azalea sulks, cause her feelings were hurt.
Kaizer stands and bows gracefully, smirking slightly at the troubles he's unleashed.
Kaizer said, "I bid you all goodnight."
Kaizer vanished before your eyes, perhaps never to be seen again.

Movdon raises his hands in victory after he retracts them from Cira's head. The idea that he made contact and caused such a blow enough to convince the death knight that he had already won this battle. Only seconds after his celebration had begun, his happy face contorts into a grimace as Cira's injury heals before his very eyes. "Damnit! It's like fighting dough!" Ordox thinks to himself that he now knows how people felt when fighting against him. Leaving no more time to think, though, the orc gazes on as the whisps of smoke begin to engulf his arms, sizzling and boiling his flesh on contact. Quickly seperating them from their form, Movdon throws them to the ground. Litterally, his arms drop from his body and lie on the ground, flopping about as they seethe from the poisonous smoke.
Valarus said to Silk, "Those who held me would not go against the fallen one. It was him or Lord Dante who could free me from thier clutches.... As for being free from Kaizer, why would I want to be?"

You said to Movdon, "Next time, heed the words of Kaizer."

Silk said to Valarus, "That is not something Dante would do. Bind someone that way. And again, if you have to ask, how wise can it be?"
Movdon said to you, "Next time I'll heed the words of Cira...And keep damned stones closed."
Valarus said to Silk, "Dante would have had little choice, chaotic elf. And was seeking only your opinion. Maybe I was wrong to do so, we shall leave it at that."
You said to Movdon, "Cira...weak and pathetic little vampire. *snickers*"
Movdon said to you, "Better than an angry, disgruntled bitch..."You chuckles at Movdon.

Movdon said to you, "On second thought, you two go hand in hand together. Both angry, weak, disgruntled. Only one is pathetic, though... What kind of moron gets trapped in a rock?"
Liyah limps softly to a vacant seat.
Silk said to Valarus, "But, you ask an opinion dear to my heart. So, wrong or not, you'll receive one."
Valarus snickers quietly at Movdon.
You said to Movdon, "My punishment for defying the Almighty Kaizer."

Valarus said to Silk, "You replied with questions, not opinions, chaotic elf."

Silk said to Valarus, "A shame you cannot think for yourself then."
Valarus said to Silk, "Eternal slave, elf."
Movdon said to you, "Oh? Well consider that a time out. Because my punishment will be oh-so longer..."
You said to Movdon, "Your punishment? *laughs* I can hardly wait."
Silk said to Valarus, "You want opinion? Then you would be freed had you tried to force Dante. But not in the ways you wish. If you are happy being slave yourself, it matters not who pulls the strings."
You begins to fade from view, leaving behind only a message, for Movdon. "I shall return..."