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His Name - Ertai Vexic Captain
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 Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2009 5:45 pm
 So dark... Cold and shadowed... The sleepwalking tavern is wrapped in the forests caress, protected from time itself, it never ages, like stuck in an eternal frame of reference, humoring the guests in a place where time cannot stand. Fireplace roars deep inside, a large leather chair sits facing it with a small table next to it. Simply resting is a bottle of scotch and two glasses... Tables and booths all around the floor, a large black counter top slides across the back wall of this bar... Shadowy images of souls enslaved to do as the guests tell them to do... Shifting faces from beautiful women and dark and grizzly men... Forever they will serve your every needs. Dark, so dark... Key Locations arrow The Path: - This dirt laden road stretches through out all of Vexa's forests, often to a wormhole effect leading you from one side of the world to the other by simply staying in the forest. This path is where often travelers are seen in search of adventure or even death... arrow The Fallen Church: - The path behind the tavern leads to a large open area and a towering church like building that seems to lay mostly in ruins. The vintage points and regal stained glass can be seen from the distance, yet the glass is depiction in black and white. One man standing above another with a sword through his chest. Down the line of windows it can be seen through shards of green glass small orb like objects leaving the black clad man... The next one he was in stone... At the center of the path to this grand church stood a towering stone monolith like structure, two protruding pillars that embraced at the top... Endless waves of tombstones riddled the ivy infested landscape, giving it an gloomy fog about it. Across a sign that rests broken against one of the tombstones, its words would leave a bad taste in the mind. "Graveyard of Gods" would linger through your mind as you could do nothing but stand in awe.
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2009 5:53 pm
He would sit in silence, rolling his tongue forward over his teeth as the black smoke he just inhaled rolled up his lips and into his nose... He would sit in his leather seat facing that smoldering fire of eternity... Pale blue eyes mask to the fire light and he just blankly stares into oblivion, sipping on one shot of scotch at a time...
He would await his company...
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His Name - Ertai Vexic Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2009 7:51 pm
The door would slap open as a large figure stumbled into the bar as if he was drunk. His boots crushing down upon the ground below him and yet not a sound was made, such silence could only be the trade mark of one particular Inmate. Ertai knew who this was for their first meeting had been a set up conflict between men who had despised Tamashii, as was his life for men to hate him. Tamashii himself never had any true feeling towards any one being but to say the least the invitation was out of the blue and had surprised him.
However he had not dressed up for the occasion and what garments he wore made him appear like an escaped mental patient. He wore thick worn black leather boots on his feet and his pants where torn and ragged at the knees and ankles. What was left of his shirt had been converted into a makeshift hood and the rest of it just hanged loosely around his upper torso. His face was masked by shadows and small chains that winded around his face like cold metal snakes. His skin was covered in scars and was hard, like stone that had weathered years of storms. His veins popped out from under the thick hide as his lean and powerful muscles bulged like tumors. His height complimented the mass of his body standing at a 6’4” tall not including his 5 inch horns. His tail whipping back and forth violently as he stumbled one more step forward and dropped to a knee. Couching and hacking as his body smoked like a fading cigarette. His right hand clutching his throat as he coughed and hacked out the black dust that had occupied his lungs during the rough Planar Trip.
Where as most could conjure ways to cross planes easily Tamashii could in fact go to any realm he wanted but it cost his body dearly. What many lacked in variety he had but their comfortable trip was paradise compared to the chaotic tossing and falling he experienced during crossings. Eventually the couching stopped long enough for him to choke out a single greeting.
“Hi.”
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 1:41 am
His eyes wouldn't shift from that of the fire, just glowing and growing with hunger for something... Something unknown to even himself... He would hear a voice from a time long past... He would know who it was and where he had come from... His eyes remained so distant and cold...
His voice would creep out slowly through the slight crack of his lips tasting the bitter scotch that rolled across his tongue... His hand would set the glass down gently...
"Well, it has been a long time..."
His mouth would close slightly as he took a long drag from his cigar, just watching and waiting for the next action of this man...
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His Name - Ertai Vexic Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 8:39 pm
Too refer to Tamashii was a Man was a gross miscalculation on anyone’s part. This behemoth of strength and blind rage was far above men, or most men at least who did not possess great spiritual strength. However Ertai was also not a man not in Tamashi’s eyes no Ertai was a very unique individual with abilities that far surpassed Tamashii’s knowledge. What skill Tama possessed in melee combat and brute force Ertai had in his Psionics and Knowledge of Psionics or at least so Tamashii was told. From the few demonstrations he had seen tama was impressed to say the least.
“Yes it has *Cough*, about a decade now has it not I *Cough* lose track of time too easily.”
The brute would stand to his full height now as he hacked out the last remains of the shadowy dust that plagued his lungs. His forked tongue licking at his lips as he breathed in deep and relaxed his body allowing himself to regain focus and be in tune with the world around him. Like a symphony it hit him, the noise and motions and feelings all one large cry as if coming from a mob. The sensation of the air heating up from the cigarette, the sound of Ertai’s lungs as they expanded from the drag, his blood pumpi9ng to his heart, the ground shaking as the particles of dust landed gently on the floor, the wind rushing by his ear and even in the silence of it all he could hear the far distant cries of lost souls on this realm, it was simply wonderful.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 9:17 pm
He would turn slightly in his chair and look towards the abomination before him, lifting his grin showing the smiling white of his teeth. His eyes would fade from color and bounce back and forth between pale blue and Gray. His short and unruly hair would shift on top of his head as he slowly stood up from his large chair. His large and towering frame was built like that of a machine, totally solid from head to toe, his arms bursting at the seems it would look from under his coat. He would continue to smirk as he adjusted his collar and he would seem to shift in mass, becoming a tad bit lighter and thinner just in a glimpse of a thought. His body's mass had reconfigured itself to fit what he deemed appropriate for the situation. He didn't feel like combat at the moment, he felt like sizing up his odd friend from the past.
Slowly he would walk forward and look eye to eye with the demonic like figure and laugh softly as smoke rolled from his nose down around his own neck, lifting back up behind him as a crooked smiley face. His lips would push forward some noise, but it just seemed to come out as a melody. Soft humming as he turned away from the mans face and raised his right hand and pointed towards the wall...
Shifting, the wood would spiral into itself and push out what looked to be a violin of some nature, just hovering slightly in the space in front of the wall... With a notion he would move his finger down and it would start to play quickly and sharply, soon more and more violins would come out from the walls, cellos and bass would appear as well, as it started to play the song he was most famous for... That haunting melody with no name, each person hears differently, it plays to the darkest of all souls... Only a melody felt by others, a melody heard by him...
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His Name - Ertai Vexic Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 10:03 pm
Ertai was sizing him up, no surprise there. Almost everyone sized him up when he walked in the room after all he was a big ******** Devil. However the emotion to fight was not in Ertai and that was something Tamashii loved to be able to do, read peepl's emotions like a book. Tamashii watched with a carefully eye as his sight came to life with energies being manipulated. The wall coming to life in a symphony of flashes and bright lights as the orchestra formed from the twisting wood. Tamashii watched and heard the music play but too him it was not some dark and sad tune but a slow simple melody that told a sorrowful story. He felt at one with the sound and knew it was like a mirror, the music reflecting the pain he suffered in his life. Every person had their own pain, some hide it, some show it, and some converted it to power.
The manipulation of the wood and energies was impressive but Ertai had yet to respond to the question, then again it was rhetorical.
“So….may I ask exactly why I was invited? I tend to get curious when people ask me to go places, as it is in my nature to question such things.”
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 10:12 pm
He would drop his hand slightly and the music would die. His body would turn slowly to face the demon once more. His mass growing slightly in size as he stood eye to eye with the demonic figure. His grin would continue to grow and grow as it would simply start to crack his face, like glass cracking in the winter cold, he would just continue to laugh. His eyes flash crimson and fade back to his normal tone. Voices linger out of the cracks in his head, just spewing questions and curses.
" Why have I asked? Why? Why have you? Why have I asked you here? Why? Who are? Why have I asked you here to see me? Who are you? Why have? Is this what? Who am I? Will I ever be? Will I? Who are you? Who?"
His voice would cut through the voices as his face started to re-connect itself.
" I want to see you perish..."
His eyes would flash as he took one step back.
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His Name - Ertai Vexic Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 10:23 pm
Tamashii would hear the jumble of words followed by the only phrase he needed to confirm his thoughts. He always had a feeling but now he knew for a fact, this was not the same Ertai he once respected. He had come to learn more about the world around him and more about things other then working and toning muscle and here he stood and was flat out told to find his knowledge elsewhere. For a second he thought about doing it but something told him it would be a waste of time and so he would simply say what he needed to say.
"Good luck with that.”
As he spoke he took one last glance at this man before he turned and walked towards the door. His hand brushing against the old wood and he felt for a brief moment all its pain. Like that last second breath just before the final plunge into the water. His large strides carrying him too the door as he shoved it aside with ease and walked out into the old desolate city, now searching for a way to get back to Rock Fist.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 10:32 pm
He would raise his hand slightly as the demonic figure walked away towards the door. His hand would motion for the door to vanish utterly from site and existence itself. He would stand with his arms crossed and continued to watch the demonic figure with most interest. He would laugh to himself softly and speak to the figure.
"You have taken my words out of context my friend. You have..."
He would laugh softly as he watched and waited for the demon to question his words. His right hand would slide to the area behind him and pull out slowly what looked to be a bottle of some red liquid... The bottle covered in dust and smelt like burning flesh. He would set it down on the bar counter slowly and motion two glasses on the shelf to the wall to come to his hands.
"Sit down and I will explain. You demons have no clue what I am about do you?"
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His Name - Ertai Vexic Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 10:35 pm
AD's form would materialize within the room, dream matter would seep in through the tiniest of gaps bridging this space and time. It would immediately draw together into solid materia, taking the shape of a humanoid form and then forming the features of a rather young child. About 13 years old in appearance physically, though his eyes were jet black pools, to look into them is to lose yourself entirely. Both inhabitants of the space would notice a gentle humming pulse in the back of their ears, a very acute harmonical distortion of the air about his entire body and therefore their bodies as well. This melodic pulse would emanate from his brain, those of a lesser mind would feel themselves being lulled into unconsciousness, it was doubtful it would effect the Lord.
Spectral trails of cosmic energy cascaded down his young and slender frame, which did not stand, but hovered about 5 inches above the ground. All of this was natural, and thus not offensive in anyway towards either of the room's occupants. Ignoring the other he'd speak directly to Vexic, "I am here, Lord Vexic."
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 10:41 pm
“Abyssal Devil.”
Tamashii would make the small correction as he turned to face Ertai, interested in what he had too say. He would not challenge his words but question them as he questioned every aspect around him though making a door vanish from existence would not stop Tamashii if he wanted too leave, he would simply go through the wall.
“I don’t think anyone has an idea what you intend to do, hence why I am here to find out and learn. Expanding one’s Mind and Body is the only way to guarantee survival but I have to do more then that, I have to fulfill my promise and truly live, thus my presence here and now. Perish is a strange word with many definitions pending on the context and so to learn its meaning I will listen.”
Tamashii would take two steps back towards Ertai, his hands resting as his side as a new figure presented itself. The emotional wave lengths rippling off him in a cold dead manner, much like Ertai.
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His Name - Ertai Vexic Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 10:51 pm
He would of known of the figure before he had even entered the tavern. He would smile as his guest list had doubled in people, from one to two. Turning slightly at the demonic figure he would smirk and walk forward with the two glasses in his hand. Extending his right arm towards the demonic figure, the glass would shift in size and mass to match the grip of the demon. He would turn towards the child like monster, extending his left hand he would hand out the other glass to him, it would shrink in mass to fit the size of the childs grip. Turning back towards the counter he would take a seat upon a one of the stools and look towards the two figures before him, one so tiny yet one so large. This would strike amusement in his twisted mind, laughing at the contrast of his guests. A small african decent child with no color to his eyes but the blackest voids, and yet a large demon ascending from the abyssal plane of existence. His company was most unique indeed.
" I offer you something far greater than you could ever imagine. I offer you the power and knowledge that you forever search the planes for. I offer you another chance at existence, to remove yourself from the petty body you hold so dear, and I will give you new life, new powers, new history. I can mold you in the likeness of true power, raw and uncontrolled able to fit into any form, state or likeness... Your physical bonds limit you demon, I can lift you from such a... a lowly state of being. All I ask in return is your eternal being, your name will be mine. Forever you will exist as I exist, nothing will beable to question your existence because they must question mine..."
Turning slightly in his chair, waving his right hand slightly back and forth as smoke flew from his finger tips, a cigar would come to be once more... Burning with an infernal glow, dark black leaves rolled up so tight, unknown substance burns inside, maybe it was the souls of those who defied him, maybe it was nothing more than the memories of something he did long ago. Nevertheless he would smirk and look towards the child...
" Ahh it is you, my staler per say. How may I assist you, deceptive being in a childs body. I know your eternal link to life and time. Let us see what you have to offer, shall we?"
He would laugh softly.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 11:01 pm
The child's face would contort into some semblance of a grin, "it is not meant to be deceptive, it just makes things within these planes easier to deal with. Specifically in the prime material..." His voice seemed as cold as his eyes, quite foreign for the child as it would appear. "I've come in search of this power you speak of, for the ability to push my own abilities further." He spoke with pride, in truth he'd studied under many different people to amass the knowledge of planes of existence and the true limitlessness of his mind. The power fueled him, the fire to the flame his desire for more power.
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His Name - Ertai Vexic Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 11:14 pm
He would nod slightly hearing the words from the child like figure. He knew who he was and what he indeed wanted, he just wanted to be humored as he sat in his chair. Smirking slightly he would slide the cigar in his hand to his lips, inhaling slowly that sweet mix of chemical death. Smoke lingering on the tip of his tongue as he exhaled the putrid black smoke forward towards the child's face. Not to be rude, but just to see what would happen... He was testing him.
His voice would speak through the contorted faces in the smoke, small little stinging whispers.
" I know what you search for and what makes you think you are worthy for such power? For such knowledge? If you wish to seek my blessings and teachings I must have something in return. I must have your eternal being inside of me, I must own your name and existence. Through this you will only gain the endless bounds of my mind and become an extension of my being, like an incarnate per say. You will remain as you wish to be, but I own your being. You will be me, and I will be you. My gift is eternal, nothing can render it false."
Speaking his words he would cross his arms and smirk.
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