Time: night
Location: Synderix's guest palace at AmKelosh
Note: I left some of the ooc in this one. I like to leave the mocking in when I can. It adds a little I think. And I do so love to make fun of my own chars. Matt being one from my newbie days that I had to tone down.
Lord Wraith strolls into the palace like he owns the place. He's a tall one. He stands 6'4". He's got a sword that's longer than most people are tall. He wears white pants -seems to be common among men in Kelosh- and a yellow shirt. He has on a red cloak, his family colors. He's most famous for marrying an Amazon queen, or maybe it's the dragonslaying? He'd give you a long list of all his great deeds if asked. He's a bard. He has no trouble tooting his own horn. And what a fine melody he can play. He's one of the most skilled bards you'll ever come across. He scouts around for any hot chicks to hit on and pick up for the night. . . or they could all stay there and a few of her friends could join. . whatever.
Iatha . o O ( LOL..player..and he is married to )
Lord Wraith . o O ( he was married. . she died a long time ago. She died of old age, it's all in his book which he'll be sure to plug when he meets you. )
Iatha . o O ( ah...heh )
Lord Wraith . o O ( <Matt> I haven't met you before, Lady Iatha, but I sent you a copy of my book. <Iatha> Oh, I thought that was a fiction. )
Naudia Bored.. Bored.. Bored.. That's what she usually was.. Syn was off with Kayos like always.. Her only friend, Nysscire, now switched sides.. No one was in the palace this eve.. It was weird.. Everyone took off.. A yawn slipped from the depths of the mouth as she stood on the lower section for a few minutes.. Perhaps exploring other's rooms could be done tonight.. No, last time she did that she was caught.. She was the last thing you would expect to follow Syn.. She looked not like the rest.. The rest had the ivory flesh, dark hair, the works.. She was blonde, blue eyed, and cream tainted skin.. That's what she gets for her dad going out and fuckin' a human.. She wasn't purely the race.. Only half.. if that..
Iatha Unable to find her brother, Syns palace gets a chance to spy her new form before her brother does. Though a cloak concealed it mostly for the time being, she was a bit taller, nails sharper, ears pointed faintly near the top and more power, which gave her ability to levitate in the day should she wish to..or go outside for that matter. Though she could phase here through shadows if she wished..she decided to fly. Her booted in victorian lace up boots to her knee's, feet touching the ground of the balcony. Cloak about her concealing her corset inspired dress that had tiny silk ribbons laced up the front and a long velvet flowing skirt that had a slit up to the thigh on one side. Black mane longer, back in a high ponytail. Her animal like green eyes peering around, senses moving into the air. Tuned in on finding her brother..or another beingat least. She hadn't seen him ina while and had so much news.
Lord Wraith sees a lady all dark and shadowy. It must be one of Syn's people. Maybe it's Syn herself. He knows that goddess all have the hots for him, they can't help it. All powerful women seem drawn to him. The sad thing is he hasn't met one yet that isn't. There's a reason behind this man's large ego. The ladies put that ego there. He strolls on over to Iatha, knowins she can't resist him. He's too tempting. He offers her a warm, yet charming smile. "Hey there."
Iatha picking up dark energy..famielr in a sense..but she had yet to meet the person behind it ever. She soon finds herself face to face with him. Her own height almost matching his..she looks up to him. An eyebrow arches lightly, smirk creeping over her lips as she studies him. Gathering all she can by a glance...the first glance even. He was one of the high powers..dream perhaps..or maybe peace..a bit of a death fae in him...and many legends. A soft chuckle escapes her lips. She wasn't intimidated by him at all..though his ego was amusing. "Good evening...you are familer somehow..yet i have never met you. Though your ego does extend your actual form... "
Lord Wraith pauses and seems to reguard Iatha as he thinks on her words. He thins offers her a larger smile, "Thanks." He wasn't sure if having an ego is a good thing or a bad thing, but if a lady said it to him then it must be good. At least he hasn't been slapped yet. It really sucks when they slap him. He reaches out to take Iathas hand and if she allows he'll lift the back of her hand gently to his lips and place a light kiss there. "I am Sheriff Matthew Shikara of Serenity." His ego does not extend toward his power and skills, only his way with the ladies. On the battlefield he's a bit more causion, knowing there's always someone out there that is bigger and stronger or even faster. Despite his current appearnce, his natrual form is only an inch an a half tall.
Iatha observes as he kisses her hand, allowing it. She got that by many..it was actually..flattering. She wasn't even a queen yet and they were treating her like a lady..which she was. Nods lightl, amusment in her tone when she speaks. "Iatha Darkcresent..lady of the realms of Death and destruction..where i am soon to be queen. Your book was...charming.(Joke or not) Are you here to see my brother as well?"
Lord Wraith grins like an idiot. He thinks the ladies think it's charming, they giggle sometiems when he does. He knows the book was good, he lived it. Tell all about the love of his life and how she captured him, tamed him, then died in his arms. It's also where his ego started, before that he was a good boy. "Oh, Lady Iatha. Heh." He seems a little nervous. He's sure Kayos would have his hide for speaking to Iatha. Vampire are immune to mind control though, so she'd be immune to his bardic skills and charm. Shame. Being a death fey makes him immune to being turned by a vamp. He can be dead or alive, but never undead. He mutters something under his breath about pressing business he has to attend to, and polietly excuses himself. "It was nice meeting you though." With that he turns and wanders off.
Lord Wraith . o O ( <Kayleen> Matt, when you grin like that. . they're not laughing with you. They're laughing at you. <Matt> *nods and grins like an idiot* Yeah, they love me. )
Iatha He didn't seem all that bad..though her brother had hardly spoken of him. Hearing her title seemed to make him nervous though. Interesting concept..why would he be nervous over who she was? It was most likly her breed. She raises her arms, crossing them over her chest. Faintly pointed ears twitching lightly as they pick up the mumble. Nods and moves aside out of respect. He would have been fun to toy with mentally..if he had not been the sheriff... "The feeling was mutual, Sheriff..." Glances back to the halls..knowing her brother must not be here and turns around. Heads out the way she came. When she finds that brother of hers......