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  1. I guess I too, will be taking a break. Mike, I know life for you has been busy so whenever you're ready to continue our story.. send me a message. For now, Valucre, I'm out. 

  2. Just checking up on you, how are you doing?

    1. Pasion Pasiva

      Pasion Pasiva

      I am doing well love! How are you? I've been super busy and tired, the kiddos run me ragged. 

    2. Malaysia NightReaver

      Malaysia NightReaver

      About the same, been pretty busy myself. Wrapping up this semester, have one semester left(the Spring) until I graduate with my Master's. I am totally ready to be done! Glad to hear you are doing well. 

  3. In the midst of winter,  I found there was within me an invincible summer.  

  4. Malaysia NightReaver

    The Angel and The Dragon

    Inside the barrier they moved forward and the darkness slowly began to sink in the further they got into the tunnels. It was chilly and damp, with a thick musty moisture lingering in the air. The decay inside the walls was sweltering and it was accompanied by the smell of blood and death. Rotting flesh, bones and nails appeared as the favorable décor that was painted on the walls and Alukai’s eyes flickered with a brilliant emerald green that seemed to illuminate in the shadows. Yet as they continued to wander and close in on the scent of Malaysia, something caused Alukai to stop in his tracks. There was another scent stirring in the air, something so faint yet so familiar. A woman’s voice gently resounded and echoed down the hall. “Alukaaaiii,” it said. Alukai felt as if he had been kicked in the gut as he saw a silhouette of a female forming from a distance. She was tall, dark haired and fair skinned, and her eyes were a piercing blue that seemed to cut through the gloom like a knife through butter. She was dressed in skin tight leather, steel braces resting on her forearms and chains wrapped around her legs from her thighs to her knee high boots. Her midriff was bare and on her left side rested a wicked looking sword with all sorts of pointed edges; A Venom’s Kiss. It was his worst nightmare, coming back to haunt him. His mother was dead yet she was in all of her beautiful glory. Had she gone to Underworld once Malice had taken away her soul? Did they reincarnate her just for this moment? The Chaotic Prince’s eyes narrowed as she started to walk towards them. “Mother? It cannot be you..” he spoke out loud. “You’re dead. You left us..” You left us. Those words rang in his ears, didn’t he say this to someone recently? The silver haired woman in the throne room before they left to came here. He was so certain she was his mother, he could smell her from a mile away. He couldn't have been mistaken, could he? In this thought process the barrier that he had provided started to flicker as his concentration began to wane. “You’re can't be real. You're not really here,” He said again. Kalicity continued to walk towards them, "Please my son, please forgive me for all of my faults. I never wanted to leave you behind.." There was not telling if Ayden could see this too. The enchantment was designed to interfere and play on the fears of those who chose to step within its reach. So what Alukai may be seeing, may be something completely different from Ayden.
  5. Malaysia NightReaver

    The Prince and the Spire [Quest]

    Raxiz moved and even in his ancient age, there was still something rather poetic in how he carried himself. As if cracking an invisible whip, the flames bent to his will and came alive. Aremis stepped forward as the images began to dance in the fire coming ever closer to the blazing heat. "The dragon within you is a drop of the primordial that your father is." The fire faded and Aremis continued to stare into as, waiting for another vision to pass through the flame yet nothing came. After about fifteen seconds Aremis yanked away his stare and shifted it towards the ground. Aremis did not realize all of the power that traced through his veins but it was never a topic that truly came up. He was never one to pay attention in his studies, and he never really stepped up to the challenge to learn his heritage. He simply knew that he was a Prince, a vampiric angel and draconic hybrid born from some of the most distinct and influential bloodlines. "You are pure however. Born into this world, not forged by two halves. Your potential can surpass even your father's if you survive long enough." “My father?” He asked, shifting his gaze towards Raxiz again before his body followed. “Do you really mean that my Lord?” It was meant to be an open ended question, he really did not believe what he was hearing but who was he to rob Raxiz of his words? "If you ever wish to stand a chance to defeat your father, I will need you to retrieve my second eye to restore my full power." The concept of standing up against his father was still a nerve wracking one, did he really want to find the second eye? It only meant it would bring him one step closer to meeting his father in combat. Perhaps he could stay here in the desert, just him and Maribelle; stay exiled, live the simple life, only so that he would not have to fight his father. The young Prince did not want to fail, and for a split second that sounded like an amazing plan! It was even distracting enough that Aremis did not notice in the slight shift in Raxis's demeanor, if he would have been paying attention then he would have caught the subtle differences. Yet then there came the aftermath, the voice inside that told him that running away was not an option; that he had to get back to Vdara, and that he had a responsibility to uphold. Grumbling beneath his breath, wanting deeply to squash that annoying conscious of his, lovely blue hues slowly elevated and his gaze landed on Raxiz yet again. “Where is your second eye, my lord?”
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    NightReavers Go! [Eldritch Quest]

    MorceLa’Kai only caught of a glimpse of the NightReaver that spoke, but from what he saw the Dark Prince liked the look of him. Intense sapphire globes rolled in their sockets as he shifted his gaze to Ana as she gathered her wits and climbed onto the back of Cody. The Dragon seemed rather content knowing the Princess was on his back, that was until with a few powerful leaps MorceLa’Kai stood on his back behind her. With a hand resting firmly on the hilt of A Venom’s Kiss, he buried his weight into his heels, bent his knees and pointed east. “Cody, make haste to the east.” With a parting maw and a high pitched roar, the dragon pushed himself into the air with powerful legs. Thick talons mercilessly tore into the ground while large, leathery and sinewy wings beat into the air but not without inflicting more damage to the castle walls as the wings caught inner portions of the courtward. It was unfortunate, but MorceLa’Kai was confident that the housekeeping staff and others alike were rather used to the castle constantly being destroyed in one way or another. No doubt they would be cursing under their breath later today. Once Cody was at a fair elevation, MorceLa’Kai would drop to his knees, straddling the spine of Cody and placing his right hand on the small shoulder of his niece. “Are doing alright, Anastasia?” He asked. But before she could answer, he twisted his body around to look at where the NightReavers were thus making sure they were hot on their tail. “Create a perimeter! 2 in Front, 2 on the sides, and 2 in back! We must protect the Princess at all costs.” He hoped he spoke loud enough for them to hear him, if not, he may have to use telepathy. However it appeared that would not be necessary, the NightReaver’s quickly adjusted and two urged their dragons to move in front of Cody. Despite Cody’s massive size, the smaller dragons were able to keep up with minimal effort. Two more dragons moved to the side but set on the backside of Cody’s wings, and the last two lingered on the back but on each side of Cody’s tail. Getting one last good look at their formation, if Anastasia wanted to answer his question, now was the time to do it.
  7. Malaysia NightReaver

    The Angel and The Dragon

    As Ayden set back, snarled and hissed, Alukai peeked over his shoulder back at his brother. The Chaotic Prince had never seen Ayden so rattled..over anything for that matter, so it was a new concept for him. Unlike Ayden however, Alukai was very accustomed to magic. It was all he really knew, and the idea of playing with swords and weapons was a rather foreign idea, but he adapted anyway. Together he and Ayden were two peas in a pod, complimenting one another against their strengths and weaknesses. As Ayden formed a suit of armor, Alukai looked on in awe. It was rather unique and beautiful and perhaps he had a touch of envy. He had never needed armor or required it, but what would he look like in it? Perhaps one day he would play with the idea and figure that out, but that day was not this day. “Ayden, I wish we had more time because then I would no doubt be able to break down the enchantment myself. I suggest you stay behind me and let me lead, I can form a barrier around us that can protect us. If it takes long enough, I may be able to build enough strength to shatter it completely. Another concern that is lingering in my mind is it may be designed as a test or a puzzle. We may have to perform a series of tasks in correlation to the illusions to break the spell. It may bring out your worse fears and bring them to light, but if that is so then we must choose the right path. Unfortunately we will not know until we get inside.” Alukai spoke as if he had seen this before, and he wasn’t sure where he was getting all of this information it was simply being fed to him through his kinetic energy. Taking one last glance at Ayden, the Chaotic Prince moved forward into the entrance. A soft silver glow immediately formed around him that creating a fairly large bubble. Ayden too would be inside this force field as well if he decided to stay close. The bubble illuminated in the darkness thus lighting their way.
  8. Malaysia NightReaver

    The Angel and The Dragon

    Something had changed in Ayden as the continued their trek south. Ayden senses were intensely heightened and he seemed a bit more focused than usual. Listening to the Dragon King, venomous hues narrowed on him. At first Alukai was slow to catch on, trying to piece together what his brother was saying. But then after a few seconds ticked by, it all made sense. Alukai then placed a firm hand on Ayden’s shoulder, “We will take care of him, but right now we need to finish this and rescue Malaysia.” Pulling his hand away he looked towards the glowering castle. Taking in all of the detail he felt a distinct power lingering inside of it, and it was an odd sensation and something he had never felt before. Approaching the entrance to the building, the Chaotic Prince extended his right hand and slipped it past the open threshold before slowly pulling it back out. Once again the chaotic energy inside of him began to stir, crackling and igniting within his vessel. “There is something different at work here, I feel there is some type of enchantment protecting this building. Once we go in, we may be faced with illusions and delirium. Unless there is a chance we could blow it sky high and shatter it to pieces..” Alukai then pushed forward in his mind, reaching out with his ethereal form and mind quickly searching inside. "Malaysia is in there, Ayden. She is waiting for us."
  9. Malaysia NightReaver

    The Prince and the Spire [Quest]

    "Forgive me Prince Nedane, for my old knees are not what they use to be. But a miracle indeed is what you'll need." Aremis looked up as Raxiz motioned them both to stand, and so he did. Strong, leather wings briefly stretched out behind him as if they had been put away for quite some time. "Tell me, does the dragon within control you? Or do you control it? What can you tell me of him?" Aremis slightly nodded, “I don’t know much about the dragon within me, my Lord. Save for the fact that he a dragon of fire, like my father, and he is powerful. Personally I would say that we control each other, but when the dragon comes out it is very difficult to really get a hold on him. The few times he has taken over he has been reckless and destructive. Right before I was exiled my father was trying to teach me how to control the dragon within me, but I have yet to master the skill.” The Prince became quiet and still as Raxis rounded the flames. He wondered what the ancient would do next with this information. Would Raxis teach him how to control his dragon, or send him away until he was ready? The entire concept filled Aremis with worry and concern.
  10. Malaysia NightReaver

    Hello! The people who welcome newcomers are too pure for this world.

    Welcome back!!
  11. Malaysia NightReaver

    The Prince and the Spire [Quest]

    "You can't take all the blame. Where were the guards? Where were your parents?" “I talked Ana into going out into the city with me, we were unattended and were not supposed to be there. My parents were unaware of our whereabouts. The golden shield's showed but it was too late. If I just would have listened to my mother, she never would have been kidnapped by the Underworld.” The memory lingered for a moment before set aside as they followed the hooded figure into the tower. Then, suddenly they were at the top. Aremis could see the view that overlooked the entire valley, it really put into perspective how truly big Vdara and its surrounding territories had become. "A Nedane and Valentine." Eyes drew to the man before intently listening to what he had to say. This was Lord Raxiz? Despite the formalities presented, Aremis would do the dragon one better. Gracefully dropping to one knee, his left forearm supported his weight and, his head dropped respectfully. Despite being a Prince, he knew that in the presence of an ancient being such as Lord Raxiz, it truly meant very little. “My Lord Raxiz, it is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance. I am sure you are already aware, but my father sent me here on a quest. He told me that you would present to me a challenge, and that when I return to Vdara I must be able to beat him in combat. I fear it will take a miracle to accomplish such a feat.” Sapphire hues slowly peeked at Raxiz from beneath furrowed brows, hoping for some type of an answer. Only at Lord Raxiz’s request would the Prince rise from his position.
  12. Malaysia NightReaver

    A Mother's love (Open)

    As Anastasia regarded his words of advice, he smiled as she came at him again. Would her mother be proud.. or terrified, if she witnessed her beautiful daughter using the powers that were originally gifted to her, but suppressed for so many years? No doubt she would have a word with her brother, or perhaps Malaysia foresaw the future and this was the reason MorceLa’Kai was really here. Aremis was off training to be better than his former self, and now Anastasia would do the same. Her movement was impressive for a beginner as she threw the sword into the sky it was like poetry in motion. Her zig zag carried her closer and it forced the Dark Prince to crouch down, his innate senses still going off notifying him of where the blade was falling. Then once the Princess was within reach, the umbra came to life and transported her above him. It was most unfortunate because her plan was executed quite smoothly, but the Dark Prince’s alias did not come to him without reasons. The shadows were already talking and whispering, the ebony portal that brought Anastasia felt like a close friend reaching out for an embrace. Deep blue hues looked up and Ana descended on him with her weapon in hand. Yet before she could bring that weapon onto him, he used his height and unusually long reach and stretched through the openings of her arms. Ana’s neck fell right into the palm of his hand; snatching her up by her neck, no doubt her body would collapse underneath her own weight. Perhaps she would have enough force behind the attack that it would find his shoulders or upper arms with her sword, but chances were that she would lose all force behind the weapon that she wielded. Supporting her full weight with his right arm, he would pull her in closely as she dangled. Gazing deep into her star-kissed hues. “Another important lesson Anastasia, never go airborne in combat. Not unless you are ready for it. Going into the air takes away the majority of your abilities and places you in an extremely vulnerable state to the person you are fighting against.” Morce’ then lowered his arm, placing Anastasia to her feet on the floor. “You have wings like the rest of your family, but you must learn to lose them. Even your own mother has lost her wings due to her enemies cutting them off at one point. They are a tool that can be taken away so you must remember that at all times. Do not go to the air unless you absolutely have to in a fight.” Briefly looking around, he took a deep sigh before speaking to Anastasia again. “I think we are done for the day, Princess. I want you to think about what you have learned in this short time, try and take time to perfect your powers. You’ve tasted speed, own it. You’ve controlled the umbra, perfect it. You now have a practice sword to call your own, use it. In the meanwhile, we are to talk about what needs to be done here in Vdara. What else do you need help with dear Princess? I’m sure your mother did not ask me here only to help you perfect your skills at melee.”
  13. Malaysia NightReaver

    The Angel and The Dragon

    It didn’t take long for the servant to return with a scythe in his hands. She stared at him in disbelief and clearly the fool knew nothing of what a worthy weapon is. The Imperial Goddess had come from a line of highly paid killers, assassins and, mercenaries and this man was an idiot if he thought a scythe was worthy of..well, anyone who held those titles. All in all, what drove her actions at this point was simply asking herself the question, what would Kalicity do? The Dark Goddess was everything that Malaysia wasn’t, but in order to see her husband again she had to play their little game and she had to continue to play it well. Quickly standing to her feet, her face failed to express any sort of emotion as she descended down the stairs. The henchman seemed awful proud of his wayward gift and all she could do was guide herself gracefully towards him. Her strides were long and lean until soon she was right before him, a good two feet if that and she merely glanced at the ridiculous weapon he so thoughtlessly brought her. “You brought me a scythe?” She asked coldly. “Well yes, it is definitely worth of you! You are an angel of death after all, what would be more fitting?” Malaysia broke out into a deep throated chuckle as she then snatched the man by his throat. Her grip was tight and taunting, but it was enough just to literally lift him off of his toes and as she dragged him closer to her so that they could literally see him eye to eye. Her upper lip curled as she sneered directly at him, flashing her thick elongated fangs. The scythe plummeted to the ground as a response as he reached out to grab her wrist to support his body weight, only for her to let him go after about thirty seconds with a thrust and some elbow grease. The man toppled to the floor before quickly whipping around to his feet forming a crouch. Again she turned her back on him, appearing as disgusted as ever. “I am not the Grim reaper. I thought I could count on you, and you disappointed me. I stand alone in this, I must find my own weapon.” She took a few steps forward before coming to a halt, and Malaysia thought about which weapon she would love to have right now. A Venom’s Kiss, DeathStrike, but how could she call on them? Yet then there was something that drew her attention, a delicate tingle at the edge of her fingertips. One of her weapons was nearby, she could sense it in the darkness and the shadows, how could that be? Unless Ayden and Alukai were closer than she thought.. A slight smirk formed on her lips before she lightly peered over her shoulder. “Ah, it looks like you have redeemed yourself after all. You will not fail me again," she glared down at the scythe, "and get that piece of crap out of my sight before I decide to slice your throat with it.” Then it came into her grasp, one of her own personalized weapons. The six foot staff that she designed herself.. Shadow Spire. Oh my love, how I have missed you. Alukai Shortening the distance between him and Ayden as the Dragon Kinh effectively overcame his enemy, once all was said and done his brother approached him. Alukai nodded firmly as they started to migrate south, which is where Malaysia’s scent was strongest. Despite being half vampire, his innate sense of smell was not as keen as it should be. However, it was often something that he did not have to rely on anyway.. especially for a man of his status. Holding Shadow Spire in his hand and at his side, the weapon swung too and fro until something maybe the Chaotic Prince stop. Emerald hues ignited as he felt as if his hand was bring pricked by hundreds of small needles. Looking down, he watched as Shadow Spire slowly faded from the palm of his hand. At first he did not understand what just happened, very few people had control of dark magic that those weapons were cursed with.. except his family members. Then he knew where it went.. “Ayden-“ he paused, catching the attention of his brother. “Malaysia, she's close by. She took Shadow Spire..”
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    The Angel and The Dragon

    At first, Alukai was pleased to hear that Ayden was willing to leave in order to find Malaysia. However due to his current circumstances he was not as acute as the Dragon King when it came to picking out Malaysia’s scent. Ayden of course would be a lot more familiar with it than her brother after all. Once again Shadow Spire was locked in with his opponent’s look alike weapon, but it did not stop him. Using his upper body strength to keep the demon in his place, the Chaotic Prince buried his feet into the ground before launching forward with a front kick to the man’s chest. It worked, the demon fell back and immediately hit the ground with his back. However he had no time to recover as Alukai was already on top of him and implanting Shadow Spire deep into his chest right above the last fatal wound. With a strong hold on Shadow Spire, his wrists twisted and turned as the edge of the weapon continued to extend out inside of the body onto to poke through the other side. Blood splattered and life left the eyes of the look alike, until the form quickly deflated into the ground as if it was some sort of decorated balloon. Lips peel back into a sneer as Alukai stepped away from the flattened corpse only to turn around to see how Ayden was doing. Rotating Shadow Spire from one hand to the other, swinging it from his right to left, he moved towards Ayden and the Demon Kri. It appeared that the Dragon King had that situation handled. Malaysia "Lord Ragnos is worse than Xildax. Lord Ragnos will only accept one of you at his side for all eternity. You would have to kill the Mad Dragoon to prove your worth." The Imperial Goddess continued to observe her crimson colored fingers before she brought the bloodied tips to her ruby red lips. A forked tongue snaked forward as if trying to sneak a taste only for her to bring her fingers to the edge of her mouth in a form of a kiss as she listened to his senseless babble. “Something I should have done so long ago. A pity really, but perhaps it will make his death that much more poetic. I mean, who’s to say that even after I end Ayden’s life and I join Lord Ragnos by his side, that your Lord will not bow down to me soon after? I mean, if this is all that you have to offer, I feel that perhaps you all are in need of a serious upgrade.” Her blackened hues rolled to the side as her new servant bowed his head and went to retrieve her weapon. It was then that she started to look around the room and then to the throne she felt the need to sit on. She dared not think of her mother at this point, because no doubt that someone would be able to hear her. Her mother would have loved this chair, built with the remains of her enemies and those she chose to torment and kill. Calmly she pulled her legs off to the arm of the throne before putting them before her on the stone cold ground. Folding her legs, one over the other, she waited for her new found slave to come back.
  15. Malaysia NightReaver

    The Prince and the Spire [Quest]

    “Your sister may be smart, but I doubt she has the same power that you hold." Aremis frowned; it was a bitter reminder that his little sister was still held captive in the Underworld. The young prince knew nothing about the situations that was happening in Vdara at this very moment; the fact that Anastasia had returned and her powers along with her. Perhaps it was better this way though, if he knew that his sister was back he might have abandoned this entire quest just to give her make sure she was alright and to beg her forgiveness. “You are correct,” he paused for a minute as he released his horse and urged it on its way as well, before turning to walk up the rest of the path. Aremis continued his story, “When my mother was carrying us, Xildax struck her with a curse. While my mother seemed to be okay, Anastasia took the brute of the attack. She should have been born with powers beyond the rest of us, but unfortunately she was not. My sister has no powers at all but I suppose she makes up for it with her intelligence” Aremis attempted to sugar coat the horrid truth of Anastasia’s situation. “I was supposed to protect her you know. She was taken by them under my watch and I failed her.” "There." Aremis was so focused on the thought of his sister that he did not bother to look up, until Maribelle’s finger slid past the corner of his eye. Following her finger he caught a glimpse of the hooded figure and he briefly slowed his pace. Approaching the masked individual, Aremis took a moment to introduce himself. “Good afternoon, I’m Prince Aremis Nedane, and my companion, Maribelle Valentine. We have been sent here by father in search of Raxiz, can you help us?”