*it's a good thing that a cool thread like this exists*
A man with wild black hair with a single coral-colored stripe and bronze-colored skin clad in black robes appears in a snap of light on the threshold of the House of Cato. He carries a lengthy bladed chain in one hand and a shard of porcelain in the other. His hands are badly scarred, and he wears a crazed expression. Arcane energy crackles around him. His name is Tenax en Eki. He is He That Turns Worlds to Ash.
Serpens Mortis walks up to Tenax. "Who are you?"
"Tenax. I am an emissary of Death and Life. I received an invitation."
"I see. I believe you people want me to introduce myself as well. I am Serpens Mortis, Collecter of Souls, devoid of a soul or emotion myself."
"I like that." He grins. "Did you give yourself that name?"
"My parents bestowed it upon me." He states in a simple manner.
“Creative. So do you know what we’ll be doing here?”
"I assume this is some sort of place for luxury. I have merely came here as a place to regain strength and energy. Additionally, I may gain some allies that could be of use to me."
“Ah, we are of a similar mind. I came seeking allies for myself, my master, and my compatriots.” Tenax looks about. “Though this place is well-designed… I wonder what it could weather.”
"The architecture is of no importantance to me."
“Everything is of importance to me. Just who I am.”
"Then it seems we are not the same. All that matters to me is survival, and the growing of my strength."
“Indeed. I work to serve others.”
*good night*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*it's a good thing that a cool thread like this exists*
A man with wild black hair with a single coral-colored stripe and bronze-colored skin clad in black robes appears in a snap of light on the threshold of the House of Cato. He carries a lengthy bladed chain in one hand and a shard of porcelain in the other. His hands are badly scarred, and he wears a crazed expression. Arcane energy crackles around him. His name is Tenax en Eki. He is He That Turns Worlds to Ash.
Serpens Mortis walks up to Tenax. "Who are you?"
"Tenax. I am an emissary of Death and Life. I received an invitation."
"I see. I believe you people want me to introduce myself as well. I am Serpens Mortis, Collecter of Souls, devoid of a soul or emotion myself."
"I like that." He grins. "Did you give yourself that name?"
"My parents bestowed it upon me." He states in a simple manner.
“Creative. So do you know what we’ll be doing here?”
"I assume this is some sort of place for luxury. I have merely came here as a place to regain strength and energy. Additionally, I may gain some allies that could be of use to me."
“Ah, we are of a similar mind. I came seeking allies for myself, my master, and my compatriots.” Tenax looks about. “Though this place is well-designed… I wonder what it could weather.”
"The architecture is of no importantance to me."
“Everything is of importance to me. Just who I am.”
"Then it seems we are not the same. All that matters to me is survival, and the growing of my strength."
“Indeed. I work to serve others.”
*good night*
"Then it seems you are not on the top of the world's hierarchy. I am not myself, but I am actively rising, as nature intends for the strong to do. To condemn oneself to a servant is to always be stuck and never be able to move further up."
*it's a good thing that a cool thread like this exists*
A man with wild black hair with a single coral-colored stripe and bronze-colored skin clad in black robes appears in a snap of light on the threshold of the House of Cato. He carries a lengthy bladed chain in one hand and a shard of porcelain in the other. His hands are badly scarred, and he wears a crazed expression. Arcane energy crackles around him. His name is Tenax en Eki. He is He That Turns Worlds to Ash.
Serpens Mortis walks up to Tenax. "Who are you?"
"Tenax. I am an emissary of Death and Life. I received an invitation."
"I see. I believe you people want me to introduce myself as well. I am Serpens Mortis, Collecter of Souls, devoid of a soul or emotion myself."
"I like that." He grins. "Did you give yourself that name?"
"My parents bestowed it upon me." He states in a simple manner.
“Creative. So do you know what we’ll be doing here?”
"I assume this is some sort of place for luxury. I have merely came here as a place to regain strength and energy. Additionally, I may gain some allies that could be of use to me."
“Ah, we are of a similar mind. I came seeking allies for myself, my master, and my compatriots.” Tenax looks about. “Though this place is well-designed… I wonder what it could weather.”
"The architecture is of no importantance to me."
“Everything is of importance to me. Just who I am.”
"Then it seems we are not the same. All that matters to me is survival, and the growing of my strength."
“Indeed. I work to serve others.”
*good night*
"Then it seems you are not on the top of the world's hierarchy. I am not myself, but I am actively rising, as nature intends for the strong to do. To condemn oneself to a servant is to always be stuck and never be able to move further up."
*Night*
Tenax looks at Serpens with a mix of pity and distaste. “Then it seems you do not understand your limits. A hunger for power leads one to reach too far, and eventually fall and impale thyself upon the wreckage of all that you have destroyed to reach any higher.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Quite impressive. I've spent the past few decades in an ancient subterranean occult sanctum, and it's nowhere near as nice as this." He looks around interestedly.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Indeed. I work to serve others.”
*good night*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Then it seems you are not on the top of the world's hierarchy. I am not myself, but I am actively rising, as nature intends for the strong to do. To condemn oneself to a servant is to always be stuck and never be able to move further up."
*Night*
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Tenax looks at Serpens with a mix of pity and distaste. “Then it seems you do not understand your limits. A hunger for power leads one to reach too far, and eventually fall and impale thyself upon the wreckage of all that you have destroyed to reach any higher.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Cato is listening to the conversation, thoroughly enjoying it
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“Ah! You must be our esteemed host!” Tenax turns to him. “I am en Eki, and I thank you most graciously for your invitation.”
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
'The pleasure is all mine. And yes, I am Cato, your host. You earned your invitation well'
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“Thank you for this kindness. I’m sure we’ll all be the best of friends! Or end up all killing each other. Whichever comes first.”
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
'Does it even matter?'
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"Yes. At least I believe so. There's much to do in the future."
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
'Very true. Maybe I am thinking a little too long-term. Until the end, we still have a long time'
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"Well. I thank you for your hospitality. How did you come upon this building?"
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'I made it myself.'
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"Quite impressive. I've spent the past few decades in an ancient subterranean occult sanctum, and it's nowhere near as nice as this." He looks around interestedly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
'Subterranean places never are'
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"I wouldn't be so sure. Ever been to Menzoberranzan?"
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'No, what is it?'
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"One of the crowning locales within the drow realm in the Underdark of Toril. Abeir-Toril if you fancy being a pedant."
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
'Ah, the drow. I admire their cruelty, though I can't say I envy their living arrangements'
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"Perhaps you're a bit too refined."
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
'I dare say I am. Or maybe I'm just prejudiced- both of my main enemies live underground'
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