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Night had completely fallen over the horizen, Fiera ignored the battle completely as she had thought a possible way to make some good old friends, The elves could wait, She flew towards Mithwendor and saw the "Half-Slayed Dragon", a remote bar that was bustling with all sorts of humans, elves and dwarves. She looked and saw a Polar bear that was walking on both legs walk in, she thought that was strange and kept watching the entrance for a long while, staying as still as possible to keep herself from being seen.
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Luke fired an arrow off, slaying another elf, and wounding another. He then looked to his right and saw a, well he had never seen it before He was holding a longsword, about to strike. He turned, and quickly put an arrow in his notch, pointing at the thing. He looked at him, and asked: "Why are you here?" He then decided to explain why they were fighting. "Well, just to let you know, we are merely defending ourselves. The elves irrationally attacked us, for taking some pray, since we need it to survive. The reason we are winning is because they underestimated us and our fighting skill. So, why are you attacking us?"
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(Flandre, he's only Half-Polar Bear. Other half is Human. Father did it to save his own life.)
Lucifer sat down, sheathing his sword back in. He sat down. Water, please." He pulled out money, and waited as his drink was served. He sipped it down. He started humming a tune, and hid his fur cuffs under his shirts, to appear full human. Hybrids were rarely discriminated, he just couldn't be too sure. He smiled as he saw the Larnia, but shrugged it off; he wouldn't sell out another man's life for money, just wasn't his way. He then finished the drink, and approached the Larnia(Rhett). He didn't speak at the Larnia, just sipping his water. He smiled, and sat down next to him.
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[i]Get out of there. Now. Wherever you are in the world, get back to me. Get back to me where it's safe.[/i]

Illith's Queen was calling her, urgently. For once, Illith decided to listen. She could sense so much urgency in this message, it was almost like what she imagined her drones felt. Except for her, it was her choice to go back. There was always that. She could ignore this call at any time. She could always quit.

But she didn't want to. She didn't want to abandon her Queen. Not when she seemed as distressed and called so urgent. She had to return to the place she most hated. Home. She had to make the long journey home. With her movement rate, it could take days. Illith did not care at this point. She needed to be at least safe. And the best place to be safe was home. Even if she hated it. Even if she felt more at home anywhere else, if her Queen wanted her this badly, then she would come.

Gathering her drones, and sending them scouting ahead, Illith began the long voyage to her Queen. The long voyage home.
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"Bear," Jyran whispered. Sure enough, he looked human, but he clearly smelled like a bear. He never met someone that smelt quite like that before. But he went into the building, the same one several other people were heading to. The man he was following was inside the building too. There was no way he was heading in there. It reeked of poison. Most of the people leaving reeked of poison. The far air that came from it threatened to knock him out. Why those other people insisted on pouring that poison down their throats... A ripple ran through his fur as he sighed. Now he would have to either give up or wait.

Or find something else to do. A new person. Someone flying. He turned to the sound and watched the winged girl. Her scent was somewhat familiar. Like a bird. A raven maybe. With a hint of something else. But he never heard of birds shaped like him; two legs, two hands, etc. He bounded over the roofs and called out to her in the human language. "Hello! You talk human?"
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Fiera Snickered and said "Of course I do, I have to so I can at least speak with somebody...". she sat her scythe beside her, She giggled and said "I am looking for someone here I can speak to, That I believe I have something in common with me... and shares a scent of something I have encountered in the past.", She grabbed her scythe and flew on the roof with the 'Half-Cat', she sat beside of him on the roof and said "it was kinda rude, the excitement of meeting someone new almost made me forget, I am known as Fiera Ou Evirgouva"
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Jyran nodded happily. "Yes. Speaking with good. I had trouble before I learn human. Not many people know my tongue. My travels was easier when others understood what I speaked." He looked proud about his skill with the human tongue; given that he only had a year to learn it and no one to teach him. "My name be, ah, is Jyran Ta'Vyrrn, gin Narm ko Geelc ne-..." he said something in his own language; a short combination of low groans and clicks. He flattened his ears, managing to look ashamed. "I sorry, I not know how to say name of community in human." He pointed to the building behind him. "I follow man to this place. He smell different, not like alive, but not like death." His ears perked back up and he looked happy, though he didn't smile. "You come here for what?"
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The citizens of Falavor was panicking. News was that the 1[sup]st[/sup] Legion to attack the Rontage isn't doing so well, and here was Toto, still stuck in the room full of guys who were full of themselves. They were told that they were the 2[sup]nd[/sup] Legion and that they were the next to attack or the reinforcements. Being called reinforcements was an insult to many of them, but Toto honestly didn't care. No one has still told him what a Rontage was, and he knew if he asked, he was going to be laughed at.

So naturally, he went to look for the library, which was apparently a building dedicated to containing the world's information. [i]How cool is that? I could learn everything there.[/i] He had to sneak out, but it wasn't hard for a two feet Furtos.

[i]Maybe these the Rontage are huge creatures like Giants. I wouldn't stand a chance against a giant...[/i] "Come on Oto," Toto said to his turtle. "The 2[sup]nd[/sup] Legion will probably not be called yet..."
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Fiera then tapped her scythe, the Runic symbols on the scythe glowed black before a big black and purple ball of darkness appeared in the scythe, she glared at Jyran and put 2 of her fingers on her head, She muttered "[i]Sievra Jyran Ta'Vyrrn, Teviranu Seinuva[/i]", She closed her eyes. Fiera's voice started to ring through Jyran's head "Sorry I had to do this to you Jyran, but people would hate me if they knew where I came from, and I feel it's polite for me to tell you where I came from, I come from Viemvear, The plane of Demons and basically where dead sinners go to be tortured for eternity, I may seem like a living being to you, but I am 'Not alive but not dead' as you have said, You must know where the Lamia is!" She waited for Jyran to think, but the telepathic spell wore off, she got on her hands and knees and panted, she then sat back down normally...
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Bodies... blood.. swords.. sheilds.. guns.. everything that you could imagine that would be in a war was within feet of Sophia. She couldn't contain herself any longer; so she decided to pick a side and fight to the end. The soldier who spotted her first ran for cover, and that's when she decided that she would be opposing that side.

"Ay! Who are you?" one of the soldiers yelled as he laid the rest of his ammo into three of the enemies.

"Your savior," Sophia said with much delight as she transformed her arms into dragon arms, with claws now instead of hands.

She gracefully flew threw the thousands of her newly-opposing forces, slicing them to pieces with much ease.

"What... what is she?!" some of the soldiers said amongst themselves along with many other things about this mysterious woman.

When she returned she was covered with blood, but acted as if it didn't matter. "I'll be going now.." Sophia said as she began to walk away from the crowd of soldiers, some of which who were still in shock of what just happened.

"W-wait," one of the soldiers finally managed to say. "Please, please join our army. With you, we'd be unstoppable!"

Sophia snickered, "Sorry, I work alone."

She then waved goodbye to the soldiers, who stood there in awe, and walked away without another word.
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Jyran blinked and shook his head, startled. "Grywah," he swore softly. "That was... foire. Weird," he corrected. He rubbed a paw one his forehead. His fur tingled a bit for some reason. "Master sayed my people are hard to touch with mind." He sneezed as if something was itching his nose. "But this La-mi-na. You saying that not alive not dead man is La-mi-na?" he said the name slowly, wanting to make sure he said it right. "Not alive not dead man, La-mi-na, he went in building not long before." He pointed at the the place. It still reeked, but he was curious as to what was going on. "I not know name of place, but I follow from inn to here. He inside for some time now. Maybe ten human minute. Minutes? Is he bad man?"
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Fiera spoke softly to Jyran "Male Lamia are hated by everything, however, that does not make them a Sinner, I am after him not to kill him, but to give him sanctuary, you see, I have Rare Ideals as a Veirnar, which is to prevent Dire sins from happening in the first place rather than punishing sinners and torturing them after their death for all of eternity, That would be too boring of a lifestyle for me". Suddenly, the ball of Darkness turned red with a Pupil on it, If the whole house was transparent, the "Eye" would be looking right at Rhett....
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((OOC: Exodia, how the fuq did your character immediately know that my character was a Lamia? It's not something you would see on him at the moment as he's not extremely pale. His skin tone is pale, yes, but it's more of a natural pale that anyone could have naturally. If he wouldn't feed today and then you saw him the next night then you would probably be able to guess it more easily as he would start to get more abnormally pale. Also, you could not have been close enough to see the hint of red in his eyes either. If your species somehow can pinpoint what species a person belongs to then I'm sorry, I just don't remember reading that about them. And it's Lamia not Larnia or Lamina :P)

Rhett moved about in the Inn cautiously, stopping every now and then to look around the Inn, not stopping for very long as he did so. He was scouting, for pray and for other Lamias as well so he wouldn't end up in an ambush. This was the most dangerous time for him, being in a large city and hunting, he doubted the inquisitor priestesses were actually stalking him still but encountering a Lamia at random within a town would most likely mean the death of him. Even if he Lamia herself wouldn't be able to kill him, she would surely alert priestesses and that would mean he wasn't safe anywhere anymore. Travelling was the only time he could be somewhat relaxed as the chances of running into a Lamia would be a lot smaller. It had happened a couple of times, but in those cases he'd either been stronger than the Lamia or she had not been able to tell that he wasn't human.

He came to a stop near the bar, he'd spotted a group of men that were all quite drunk. Alcoholic blood tasted aweful, but they were the easiest pray out there, like half blinded mice that had trouble walking and also had a speech impediment. There would be no problem for him to take one of them out, the problem was that they were in a group and he would have to single out one of them. He could pretend to be drunk himself and somehow aggravate one of the men so he'd pick a fight with him and get thrown out. Afterwards it would be easy to shove him into an ally and feed. Rhett nodded to himself, it was the easiest way to possibly go about this, most likely the safest way as well.

He started to stagger and stumble a bit when he walked, leting his eyes go a bit unfocused as he did so. As he passed the men he made sure to fall down on one of them. The one he thought looked like he was the most aggressive in the bunch, hoping this would trigger the man. As expected, the man did fire up almost directly, especially since Rhett had made sure to hit him with his elbow in the mans face while he took a tumble. The man, who was very tall tanned muscular a brunette with a slight beard and blue eyes, yelled and got up, picking Rhett up from the floor. Rhett made sure to be as limp and relaxed as possible, something that wasn't hard when you were Lamian, it was like playing dead only making sure to still fake breathing. He was soon hurled away by the man, into a wall. It did hurt a bit, but there would be no actual damage to his body. Even though the pain was minimal, Rhett made sure to groan as he hit the wall and later the floor, staggering to his feet. He could hear the man swear as the staff started to usher him out, saying he was too drunk and that throwing people into walls was not acceptable behavior. Rhett wanted to smile as he heard them push the man out of the door and, after telling some people he was alright, made his way outside.

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The pupil on the "Eye" of Fiera's Staff started to move as Rhett had made his move, She giggled as she got up and looked where the "eye" on her staff was looking, with that, She saw a seemingly ordinary human, but a closer look at his skin revealed, to her, The Tell-tale Pale of a Lamia, she was somewhat surprised at this She said to herself Quietly "Hmm, i'd expected him to be more Serpentine". She flew onto the tree, then on top another building, However, after jumping on a building, She heard some sort of faint whistling, as if coming from something that was thrown. She turned a Slight bit to the Left, The Runic imprints on her scythe glowing red and she Parried a Kunai as she spun her scythe around, She shouted "Come on out Little one, why don't you show your face like a true person!". She then saw 3 black specks on top of the other buildings, Masked, she sighed "Idiots these days, what makes them think I am what they think I am!" Fiera slammed the shaft of her scythe into the rooftop, and she Plucked a Feather from her side, She had winced in pain as she plucked, but it was all she needed. "[i]Tsaevaru Birka Tsavientarna![/i]" she chanted after pointing the tip of the feather at her assailants, Suddenly, the feather tore itself appart and shot a Black Gale at the assailants, It had knocked all 3 of them off the buildings and permanently blinded them, after this Ruckus, She continued to watch the Lamia closely....
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The drunk had not gone far and was screaming at something, presumably imagined, on a wall. Rhett shook his head a bit at this and rolled his eyes, he had frgotten how stupid alcohol could turn a man. A large disadvantage for the man, a huge advantage for Rhett. He made his way towards the man slowly, dropping the drunk act as he had gotten far enough away from the Inn itself and then made sure to kick the man into a nearby ally. Now kicking down a man probably half a foot larger than himself would seem quite impossible, but due to his lamian powers it was not very straining at all. The man pretty much flew into the ally like if he weighed less than a glove and crashed down on the ground, groaning. As the man was on the ground Rhett ran over at incredible speed and then sunk his teeth into the main artery of the man's throat, drinking the precious blood from the man. The blood tasted like alcohol, a lot like alcohol actually and Rhett knew he would get slightly intoxicated from having fed from this man. It wouldn't be too bad though, the alcohol would disappear quite quickly anyways and he wouldn't get anything more than tipsy anyways. Another perk of being dead he guessed, you didn't get so drunk that you couldn't defend yourself. The man flailed about for a while but then calmed himself a bit and a soft moan came out of his lips. Rhett rolled his eyes, he'd never get used to the effects his saliva had on humans when feeding on them. It was a little known fact, but the saliva of a Lamia contained sexual Endorphines and gave the human of which they were feeding of great pleasure. Of course this would be hushed down a lot if it came out, which Rhett guessed it already had, as that would make the Lamias look better in the eyes of humans and many would probably want to be bitten just to see what it felt like. Rhett moaned a bit too after a while, sadly the endorphines would reach him as well after a while as they would start to pass into him through the man's blood, something that was kind of annoying. Yes blood was a passion of his nowadays but it was hardly anything he would consider sexual, it creeped him out a bit but he did know that it wasn't really a feeling he intended to feel, even though it arguably was his own fault that he did.

As he drank the last from the man he staggered up to his feet, the alcohol hit him harder as he rose but he was still quite sober. It did take more than he had expected, but he reassured himself that he would be okay within a couple of hours. The only real threat would be to run into another Lamia, if you did that you'd want all your senses fully functioning.

He wiped his mouth clean of blood on the man's shirt and then made sure to cut the throat of the man across the teeth marks to conceal the actual cause of his death. Afterwards he took whatever money and valuables the man had left on him, which was barely anything, and walked out of the ally having just a slight problem to walk straight.
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"You use magic too! Is very, very strong." Jyran said happily. His tail swept from side to side with amusement. She had good magic, and wind magic too. He never did get the hang of that one. But just as how she was following him, people were following her. He often had people chase him too, so maybe it was normal for not-human people. He was dying to know what was so special about the man, who she called La-mi-na. And the easiest way to do that was to ask. Either the girl or the man. While the La-mi-na was out of the building, the smell still clung to him. He needed more time to air out. So the girl was the best bet. He focused and faded away, appearing a few feet behind her. "Fiera, why masked-men chase you? Do you not pay for meal? That why men chase me."
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She watched the Lamia closely until Jyran had asked her a question. Fiera then said "People think I'm this "Rising Darkness" because of where I Came from, I come from Viemvear, a Demon Plane Parallel to this Plane, however, Despite the myth of Demons being aggressive to anything and everything, i'd just prefer to muddle down and Socialize". She kept watch of the Lamia as she was Speaking to Jyran, she could feel what Jyran wasnna ask next and then asked "Do you wish to know why i'm after this Lamia over there?"....
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Lucifer then left the building, water on his lips, no alcohol on his breath. He blew a long strand of his white, human hair back. He then walked further into this town, but stopped and sat down. He pulled a fruit out of his satchel. "Sweetest Dessert out there." He used his sword to slice it into five pieces, after literally throwing it in the air and slicing it. He always loved doing it to those fruits. He knew how to preserve the fruits, but also preserve the great taste. He stopped, took one piece, and waited to see if anyone wanted a piece of the foriegn fruit.
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as Fiera watched the Lamia, She also saw the Bipedal Polar bear Slicing a piece of fruit into 5 pieces and eating one of the pieces, She muttered to herself "Strange, I thought Polar Bears ate meat rather than fruit", then suddenly, it hit her, That was no Ordinary Polar Bear, because Polar bears would not go for humid climates like here, The Bipedal Polarbear was waiting to see if anyone would want one, which sparked up her curiousity. Fiera asked with a cute smile afterward "Jyran, can you get me some of that fruit please?"
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Again, Jyran nodded eagerly, his tailing waving happily. Either Fiera was very intuitive, or Te'Vrryn's, Master Vrryn's that is, statement didn't considered and include Veirnar telepathic abilities in it. "Yes, tell. I most curious about that part." He didn't have a clue what this... "Rising Darkness" she mentioned was. Rising was human for leriu, and darkness was things like shadows and night, when the light was not around. So rising darkness was night? He would have to ask later. "When you speaked earlier, you say something of male La-mi-na and people hating them. This not like people hating like not-liking, yes? Why else call it Die-ere sin?"

"But you tell me after I get us fruit, oh-kay?" he leaved with another wave of his tail and jump to the ground. A few people yelled or screamed in surprise, but he ignored them. That was often the default reaction when he suddenly appeared somewhere. People often mistook him for a wild beast or creature. It happened less once he got his pants and the pockets. Moving quickly, he crossed over to the bear-man. He didn't smell like poison as much as those other from the building did. Otherwise, he had a ice smell than the humans did. "Hello. I Jyran. My friend ask me get her fruit from you. You give me piece for her, yes?"
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"Oh, sure. Want me to come with you? I have plenty." Lucifer held out two pieces. "One for you, one for your friend." He was unafraid. Lucifer wasn't the best looking man in the world, but he wasn't the worst. "If your wondering, my name is Lucifer. I am half Human. Half Polar Bear. It's called a Hybrid, which," He sees Fiera. " I see your friend is as well, I presume Jyran?" He waited patiently for the answer from Jyran. "Oh, and I am from Redwood City. These fruits are of the Elephant Redwood tree. We call them Nuvas." He smiled.
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((OOC: I laughed so hard when Jyran asked if she was chased because she didn't pay for a meal x'''D))

Rhett's skin was now a healthy blushy color and there was no way anyone could possibly look at him and say that he was a Lamia. He looked like any healthy Caucasian male out there and that meant he was probably one hundred times safer from being detected than before he had fed. The powerr of the blood was rushing through him and he very much felt like running around the fastes he could and jumping over houses. This was of course something he couldn't do because there was no better way to say 'hello, I'm a lamia' than to use their powers. Any Lamia that spotted him doing something like that would either chase him or inform local priestesses. He'd be back to square one again and square one was the hardest square of all the squares to survive.

He hummed a bit as he walked down the street, passing the bustling "Half-Slayed Dragon" once more and smiling. "Service was excellent, the drinks were aweful though" he mused silently to himself and chuckled a bit.
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((He doesn't full understand things like payment, so he is often hunted for money he owes))

"E-lafant redwood? Ah! Yes, I heared of those before," Jyran nodded. He gingerly took one or the fruit pieces he was offered. "Those are big trees, yes? And people make dens in them. Much like my kind. But we mold tree, not carve. Part of magic, see?" He pointed back at Fiera, his eyes upright and alert, very pleased with himself. He handled the fruit carefully. He was sure Fiera wouldn't appreciate his fur on her food, though he finished shedding days ago. "I take this back for Fiera. You want meet? And no fruit for me. Fruit make sick, may even kill."
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"Okay, Jyran. I've heard of races that Fruit is poisonous at. And yeah, to the Elephant Redwood's size and if I want to meet Fiera. It doesn't kill the tree at all. It even helps the tree, because sometimes there is wood buildup, and it damages the tree. And most Hybrids look mostly like their Paternal Parent. Like me, for example. My father is a human," He shows Jyran the human skin. "I have this almost everywhere. But I have a few Mason traits. Fur Cuffs, A bit of a snout and wet nose, and more Polar Bear like Palm skin." He shows him just as they arrive to Fiera.
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Fiera grabbed the fruit from Jyran with a pleasant "Thank you" and bit into the fruit piece, she ate the piece of Fruit happily as the fruit reminded her of childhood, though the Fruit was a bit sweet "Hmm, Tasty, very sweet" She was busy eating the fruit until her eyes saw the Bipedal Polar bear. Since it was closer, she saw that it was more human than polar bear, She swallowed the fruit quickly and said "Hmmm... I never heard of Hybrids other than my kind, as you heard from Jyran, My name is Fiera. Before you get too confused about why I said that is that I am known as a Veirnar"...
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