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The dark towers rose high into the blackened sky. The growling clouds seemed to form from the tops of each tower and spread their darkness outward. The sun was blocked completely, as well as any glimpse of blue, and always snow fell to the ground. Always it was dark and dreary and cold, since the towers had erupted through the ground like spires of onyx rock. The evil Demon Lord had built them himself with his wicked magic, and he used them to destroy all that was good.

The oppressed people were scattered in hiding, while evil beastly demons reveled in the new world order. Only a few brave individuals had the will to fight. Secretly they gathered in the hopes of destroying the Demon Lord himself, and with him is towers of dark, and his crooked underlings.

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Otto squinted against the harsh wind of the blizzard. Wrapping herself deeper into her deep fur coat she push on through the snow storm. It was stupid of her to get caught out, since she'd known it was coming. But the town she'd been in before had become unsafe for her, and she really couldn't afford to stay within its limits any longer. However, unless she could find some shelter she was in just as much danger. Night was approaching quickly, and temperatures would drop beyond her toleration. With the wind blowing and snow flying she couldn't use her ears, eyes, or even her nose to help her navigate. She had to at least find a tree or a large rock to shelter behind and curl up.

She searched as she could for any shape or shadow that might serve as an obstacle to the wind. Every time she caught sight of such a form however it would disappear a moment later, having been only a trick of the storm. Desperately she continued to search.

Ren huddled down in the ruins of a ghost town. Most of the buildings had been wooden and were now to flattened to serve him as a shelter. There was one wall of one stone building though that stood high enough for him to use it. With some difficulty he had build a fire cols to the wall, and now he sat curled up with his back to the wall and the fire in front of him. The wind was howling all around him as full darkness descended. It would be difficult to detect movement or sound, but Ren hoped that the storm would keep away any demons who might mean him harm. He couldn't afford in this cold to not build a fire, but fire had a tendency of attracting things in the night. So rather than trying to sleep, Ren kept his eyes scanning the chaos of the snow storm, searching for shapes moving against the wind.

Ren saw solid shadow off to his side. He watched it out of the corner of his eye, staying still. The figure shifted around slightly, but for the most part stayed still. As the firelight flicked he could see it reflected in the figure's eyes. Whatever it was was watching him. Though the figure wasn't big, he still stayed on guard. Sometimes the smaller demons were the most dangerous ones. This creature wasn't moving like a hungry or territorial beast though. He decided to take a small risk by speaking above the wind.

"You won't get shelter if you just stand there."

Ren watched as the young girl sat down. She was some kind of hybrid, and didn't look too dangerous.

"Are you hungry?" He asked, reaching for his travel pack. It was habit from his childhood for him to share food along with a fire.

Ren smiled a little, "I'm Ren," he said. He turned his attention back to the storm, watching still for any danger. One thing was deffinately certain; with this girl there, he wouldn't be sleeping.

Ren managed to stay awake through the night without problem. He'd long since gotten used to going without sleep for a while. The storm died down near dawn, allowing Ren to let the fire die down a bit too. He'd leave once the hybrid girl woke up. It wouldn't do to leave her alone while she was sleeping.

Ren nodded. "I usually sleep around noon." He answered. Noon was when the sun was at its highest and therefor a time when most demons were also sleeping away in their shelters. "Where are you headed?" He asked.