Welcome to Gaia! ::

This quiet, little town is secluded from the rest of Gaia-ante, cut off from the outside by a wall built before anyone can remember. It is the home of a rather strange cult. The people of this city are all pale skin, light hair, and bright eyes which fuels their belief. Everyone follows the religion that the city was named off of, Sorsoleil, which means source of the sun. It was here that a strange demon of light had arrived during the birth of the town, raving about how the sun wouldn't rise again without them which sparked the dark relation between the people and what they believed to be their sky. Anyone who doesn't follow their beliefs and/or doesn't have the appearance of 'one from the light' should be extremely wary in this place


Important Places:
There are two fields that supply the sacrificial food for the fall festival and a field that grows everything that is needed for the village. The windmill is burned then rebuilt once a year and everyone lives where they can see the meeting house in small huts. Beside the meeting house is a door in the ground that leads to an underground temple where 'the dark ones' are kept.

Miles away from the town a figure trudges along wrapped in a tattered black cloak. To most people it would seem that this entity was human, but this being was far from it. As he trudges along the coast the frayed ends of his cloak blow around him as the area around seems to darken as he travels on. He could see something in the distance...structures..a town it seemed. Beneath the hood of his cloak a wicked grin appears across his features as he soldiers on growing closer and closer to the village in the distance.

He walks into the town keeping his demonic aura suppresed and masking it with a more humanlike one. He looks around at the villagers and their huts, that did not seem to pleased with his arrival. Some even started to advance on him. "Do not trifle with me" He spits as they come closer. He continues onward following the strange aura he had sensed before. Finally he comes to the source...a woman...a strange woman at that. He raises his head, light peaking into his cloak as his silver black hair blows in the wind.

He grins at Aria and bows his head before her. "And here I thought Id have to mask my aura the whole time I was here..." Within a matter of seconds his demonic aura unleahes itself pulsing out from him in waves along the ground and making the air heavy with dark energies. Slowly the energy lessens as he pulls it back inside leaving only a minute amount around his body, after all he didnt want people to know he was here just yet. "Ah...thats much better...now since you have told me your name I shall tell you mine...I am Azrail."

He could feel a chill growing in his body...something he had felt all too often. He looks down at his hand...dark like ash it had begun to decay. "Excuse me for a moment" he says looking up at Aria his voice becoming deep and venomous. "Its been so very long since i last ate....and Iam soooo very hungry" A malicious light enters his eyes as he walks up to the nearest villager and plunges his hand into the mans chest lifting him off the ground as he drains the mans very life force into his own body. The mans body begins to blacken...rapidly decaying until he drains the last of his life away and all that remains is a large ashen spot on the ground. He looks back down at his own body and already the decay had begun to disappear. Satisfied he walks back to her. "Now..where were we"

Aria laughs, a strangely musical one but with a sharp tone all the same. She looked at the fear in the villagers eyes and despite how much she enjoyed it she had no desire to become a target for their hate.

"Azrail despite how amusing that was I would ask if we could continue this outside the village. I have no desire to become the center of these peoples attention."

With that she strode towards the village gate the people stepping back as she does.

the Red raven finishes its snack and flaps off tward Gladuis.

He grins and looks down at her. He was suprised at her mention of a ban on magic..how could that be when he could feel it all around him..every little vessel that held even a pin p***k of it. "Yes you are right I am not from around here..nor am I from this plane of exsistence..I too am a demon." He says his voice dark and silky now. "And what of you...are you like me...?

"A Virelai...I have never seen one of your kind up until now." He looks her over breifly. "Judging by the clothes your wearing I wouldve thought you were some kind of assasin...but perhaps I am wrong." At this time he was still sensing the vast energy of this place..but there was something different..a dark spot..a void to the south he couldnt really explain it any other way. It wasnt that there was simply nothing there....more like something was keeping him from sensing it. "Tell me..what is to the far south of this place" he says darkly.