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[Thugren]

"HAve glathenna searched."

 

The ancient warrior growls, taking the weapons from the ghoul with a sharh snap.

 

"Here you go girll/....COme , we waste daylight.

[Lafayra Rue]

She accepted the weapon and followed her commander closely.

[Thugren]

you walk for days. The ancient arrior never seems to tire, and even when he does, its for enough time to drink a mouthful of water or to consider a corpse in the rode.

 

Eventually he stops at an overlook.

 

Below a massive battle takes place in the sanctuary below. The mighty ghoul lord Drakka leads his undead in an assault on a human force. The battle is vicous and seems to be going the ghouls way untill...

 

A peircing light cleaves the sky. Four pillars of painful light burn in the center of the town as you manage to make out five winged humans standing amidst the wreckage.

 

"Interesting.....Do you have any idea who those humans are girl?"

[Lafayra Rue]

Ashera considered the battle with calculating eyes. The light was almost too strong to stare at even from this distance but she refused to flinch away from it. The wings those people possessed were ethereal in appearance, like something from myth. "I have heard stories, my lord. The people in my village called them angels. They indeed possess interesting talents."

[Thugren]

the battle slowly turns, the fervor and hatred of the angels overcoming the undead masses as COnquest watches.

 

"Those my girl..Are the sons of Augustus...The angels of the fallen light....Our greatest nemisis."

 

A single angel lunges forward and engages Thrazzda isn vicous combat, and you notice a new presence nearby.

 

If the light was painful, the darkness that exuded from the strangers being seemed to blot out anything beside ity.

 

This figure steps out from the shadows  and you notice it is in armor similar to the angels, but the figures wings are made of bone and bandages.

 

"Conquest...."

 

The figure hisses like rattling bones......

 

 

The warrior turns slowly, looking at the stranger.

 

"Hello Destiel..."

[Lafayra Rue]

The darkness soothes her, not just her eyes, but something in her mind and soul. The energy this creature exuded, his power. It felt right....and there was a part of her that yearned to wield even a fraction of that power. With a small breath she calmed her inner cravings. If she was worthy, her lord would grant her power. In due time.

[Thugren]

"You are to take her Destiel...To the well..And your...Family...I will handle micheal...I want this girl ready to ride in greeds stead."

 

Destiel nods and turns from them.

 

'come....."

 

The figure hisses in a voice that sounded like a dying mans whimper.

 

'come and let me show you how to grasp at power.."