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Location: Tartanis, the large sea port of Mador -Jar'Ha lands.
Note: This is the only tranny of either of these chars at all. They are Ra'Mir. The evil clerics of Dacklyn, god of death and darkness. They have shadow abilities given to them by their dark god. Dagan was once sent to kill off a group of enemies. She failed by letting one escape. She's been trying to find that one -Nolas- since that day. She tracked Nolas to Kayosia, but made the mistake of telling Petter Summers, a reporter, everything. He printed her whole story and warned her prey.

Lord Thalon is in his throne room, sitting on his throne. He'd called Dagan here a couple of days ago, but then had been called away himself. It's not common at all for a leader of the Ra'Mir to be called away. Dacklyn normally leaves Thalon alone to run his own thing his own way. That Dacklyn is showing up more often is only proof to Thalon that a war is near starting. He waits for Dagan to come back in so he can speak with her. Maybe this time he won't have to beat her into the ground.

Dagan is making her way once more towards the throne room, she was not pleased to be called here again. she was hoping not to see Dacklyn against. Then she thought rather him then Thalon, a slight smirk upon her lips, she ran her right gloved hand through her hair and sighed, catching a glimpse, she paused and stared at her palm as she entered the throne room.

Lord Thalon feels a little irritated, and wants to snap at her for being late, but then remembers that she was called her several days ago and it's himself who is late. Anyone else and he would have snapped at her, but Dagan would remind him of the truth. She's always been defiant. It's like she never grew out of being a teenager. "Ah, there you are. I have good news for you."

Dagan says, Good news? from you....?" she almost laughed, her hands fell to her side, her eyes locked upon Thalon... her eyes narrowed

Lord Thalon isn't bothered by her response. He is a leader of the Ra'Mir. Evil groups such as they aren't always nice to lower ranks. The only way to get by is to move up in rank. "Over a year ago you were betrayed by someone. At that time the Dark Lord Dacklyn had asked that you not harm that person. He has now given you permission to restore your honor and integrity by disposing of those that stand against the Ra'Mir." It is clear by the way Thalon words what he says, Dagan must do this thing or be seen as a coward by her peers. It's the way of darkness. She's already too powerful to ever befriend the side of light, her peers are all she has.

Dagan says, betrayed?" her thoughts fuzzy, her right hand moved to her brow then brought, an such heated feeling in her palm... "and just how do I do this?" her left hand rose and ran over her brow.

Lord Thalon says, "The way you dispose of the boy is your own concern. You are left to use your own imagination." He remembers her anger and heat over a year ago. She had thought Petter Summers was her ally, but instead he ran a story which shown her in bad light and alerted her prey she was in town. He thinks this is the real reason Nolas hasn't been found, and therefore doesn't like Petter any better than Dagan does.

Dagan's thoughts raced, she felt the need to pace the throne room, the odd time looking to Thalon....she stopped abruptly and looked at him, then taking a few rushed steps to him..."Explain... how i do this." ~Petter summers...~ she hissed his name. turning from Thalon...."and May I ask to the reason why he is now wanted dead.?"

Lord Thalon looks confused. It's not the first time she's killed. She helped destroy Nolas' people, and before that her count was higher than most humans gain in a life time. Dagan is a ruthless one that has moved up in ranks at break neck speed. He's not sure he understand her, fore he knows she's not asking him how to kill. "Just go to Kayosia and do it whatever way you want to get rid of him. He's always been wanted dead, he just has connections as high as our Dark Lord."

Dagan says, I see then i shall take great pleasure in doing so then." she bowed forward her long locks fell before her face, her eyes looking up at him, she smirked a rather evil smirk towards Thalon, one that would have most shivering. she stood and turned in the same instants. her cloak flaring out behind her back, the air catching it as she does this and over playing the flare.

Lord Thalon only smiles at her smirk. He hasn't scared in a really long time. It's hard to scare someone so evil as Thalon. His heart is as black as his magic. He will be pleased to tell his Lord that Dagan will get the deed done. He's not sure, but he thinks Dacklyn is going to ask another to kill Petter. It seems the Dark Lord suddenly has it in for the boy. Thalon would like it better if Dagan got the job done first. It'd put him and his group in good standing. It might promote Dagan quicker than Thalon would like, but it'd be worth it.