Tiph Nightshade: ::Tiphareth was seated at her usual table, set a little off to the left center of the tavern. It was small, and almost quaint, but exuded a warmth and an air which was anything but akin to the public tavern that everyone knew and despised. Glowing prussian depths flit over to the nearest window and out she gazed, losing herself in both her thoughts, and the view::

Kaei Siete: ..::A huge blade of an axe like shape suddenly cut into the wodden wall withinseconds the axe like blade pulled back and struck the wall over, and over, and over, Soon the wall was shattered into Splinted like shards that fell down around the Slender being who stepped in through the Hole she had created, at second look no hand or talon held the long shafted weapon that had created a hole in the taverns wall, But a Crimson sliver, a Tail? Held the weapon, most mortals could not carry the blade and yet the weak line of a tail did so with such grace, the sopping wet creature shook once as a dog or mangrel would, Drops of water flew from her own pale form where they landed and who she got wet was no thought, She had ben well awinging as you could call it in a lake near by, her maners obvesliously where atroucious, still not dry but no longer soaked she stepped forth another step looking For no one in particular, she had fallen apon the tarverns sent far back within the dense hollows, The acute hearing of the creature was remarkable to smell such creatures from such a distance, Kaei stood Full toweing Height, Scaley Wings Expanding to full length as she looked now apon The woman seated.. the only woman was it her sent Kaei had followed? The Axe draged behind her as she stepped lightly Forward that green Slab she called a dress hanging to her wet features. Dark green lips linded Ebony Curved up slightly looking over the woman::..Nice weather where having no..?..::kaei Raisd her Crimson talon only to Flick the Wet strand of black bangs of the horns that adorned her head::...

Typhuun: ::The solitary tavern was shrouded in obscurity, small and quiet in stark contrast to the tavern of choice for the rabble, the Gaming. Yet as Typhuun approached it, he knew that it would be a good place for thought, it's atmosphere far more suited to meditation than the haven of idiocy he had just departed from. he doorknob turned slowly in his hand, and he pushed the door open, stepping silently from the cold night air and into the inviting warmth of the room. He smiled faintly. This was much better. Lost in thoughts, he was walking over to the bar to get something to drink when he was abruptly jarred out of his blissful and serene state of mind as the opposite wall was struck with a loud thud. In seconds, the wall had caved in and Typhuun again felt the chilling blast of the night wind. Frowning, he turned to see what being had done this. He looked to the strange creature standing opposite him. Who and what was she? This woman, if woman she could be called, was holding a massive axe in her tail. Tail? This was no human. Typhuun could see that now-her skin and horns suggested she was descended from a demonic race. Typhuun had never liked demons, and this one wasn't about to change that. At least she wasn't a vampire. He frowned again. The warm and toasty atmosphere of the room was leaking out like blood from a severed artery. That wouldn't do. He looked to the damaged wall and raised one hand. Without visible effort, he caused the larger pieces of wall to rise up, stacking them atop each other in their former positions. Within seconds, the wall had been rebuilt. Had the demon been male, he would have slaughtered the poor soul for disturbing him so, but he let it go for now.::

Tiph Nightshade: Oh.. guests.. ::Tiphareth turned her head slowly to the source of the.. demolition and blinked a bit, having quickly pulled her attention from her waking reverie. An off little smirk tugged gently at the delicate muscles of her cheeks as she eyed the shards and splinters of wood scattered every which way, and then to it's source.:: Do you always enter someone's private tavern in such a way?... ::One slender brow arched at her queery. She made no more mention of it, not even waiting for an answer, and waved one graceful hand in an arrested circular motion, muttering a soft incantation which, upon completion, ensured that her little bar had been fully returned to it's previously flawless state.:: I will never rightly understand why people think they have to make a big mess to make a grand entrance but.. easily damaged, easily fixed.. and I have so many other things to do rather than complain. ::She folded her arms over her chest, after a half hearted gesture about the room, spoke in the same, smooth and even, almost commanding tone. She seemed a bit regal, and whether that was intentional or merely her manner, that was up to the individual to discern for themselves:: If you fancy any particular drink, you need only think it, and it will appear. ::Upon her words a short, stout shot of pure clean vodka appeared before her seemingly from the very air itself:: As for the weather, well.. it's so appealing to some that they'd invited it inside, hmm? And, Typhuun, I believe.. ::He was a bit familiar, as they'd spoken long before:: my thanks for the gesture.

Kaei Siete: ...::kaei was not the most beautiful of Beast but all in all her looks where somewhat Alluring, she did not shake agian nor make an attempt to dry off in any other way, The large axe like blade cutting through the Wodden Floor with ease, The creatures head jerked back to look apon the tail choping into the wooden floor. Thin green lips curved to a Snarl as she growled at her own tail? Was this Creature growling at her own tail? Well the Crimson Sliver Stopped obeying the snarl as it looked, The crimson Sliver Motionless arapped around the Huge blade that Not stuck into the hacked floor, What a destructive creature, Such Large Ears of Almost elven like stature seperated black Bangs and Shoulder length Muck green tressels, Golden rings linded randomly up her ears, Kaei lifted her hand Crimson nails adjusting a single Golden Ring as she looked onto The seated woman, Kaeis Weight shifted Slightly as now her weight Rested on the right black Leather Covered Leg, Gold chains around her waist jingled as she spun around suddenly to see the wall fix itself.. Never did the Crimson Sliver move even as Kaei Turned around once agian to look to the man who had looked to fix it, kaies Facial expresions where blank as always rarely did she act of her intellengce. The black Gloved hand lifted to rest on her upper arm as pushing back the quarter length Green sleves staring at the woman Blankly::..Such a wall was of no use anyways...::Kaei stated this as if Fact a rather disturbing manor of speech, she stood there Kaei practially motionless as the Crimson sliver Lifted the huge blade and swayed with little effort back and forth::..

Typhuun: ::He looked upon the demon with a condescending, almost contemptuous gaze, somewhat masked by the impersonal opaqueness of his shades. She obviously knew nothing of a cozy atmosphere. Still, he wasn't in the mood for hostilities. He shrugged, and took a seat at a nearby table. The wall was fixed, no damage done. What was that Tiph had said? Think of a drink and it would appear? He tried it. A nice hard liquor appeared in a bottle in front of him. He smiled. Little enchantments like that added such a personal charm to a building. He took a long chug of the drink and sighed contentedly. Sitting back, he looked around. His gaze fell upon Tiphareth, and he thought back to where he had met her. Wasn't she Darrian Nightshade's wife? He almost growled. Darrian and he had started out on bad terms, and the relationship had never gotten better. The schmuck still had his sword. He had felt the weapon's absence painfully, especially when he didn't have the benefit of its power in battle. Still, he couldn't judge the wife based on the husband. His psychic powers picked up hints of kindness. And gone was the loneliness she had previously exuded. It might still have been there, but it was reduced enough that he didn't pick it up automatically::

Tiph Nightshade: Maybe a wall is a creature comfort that I've taken for granted thus far?... ::She trailed off, very much amused.:: No need for walls indeed. ::She spoke softly to herself and laughed a bit.:: Heavy is the head that wears the crown, sadly I can't say this has been the first and only time my hospitality is taken for granted. Luckily for you I am such a gracious hostess, and choose not to throw you out. ::Tiphy turned her eyes away from her and settled them thoughtfully onto Typhuun. At very least she felt a small kinship to one with a race as muddled as was her own, though they were starkly far from being related. Certainly, she'd never seen anyone around here quite so intriguing. An endless string of the same old boring creature, one after another, was all she'd been used to seeing, and he was a nice, refreshing deviation from the ever so dull and mundane norm. All such thoughts passed through her mind quite quickly. Reminded for some reason of the pilfered sword just then, a very faint smile washed it's fleeting way over her face.. that was so like Darrian. She wasn't meaning to make fun in any way, however. Sooner than later it would be returned, or so she assumed, and shrugged off any further thoughts about it. She held the small shot lightly in her right hand, the stark sable Roman numeral 2 set harshly onto the backdrop of her ivory skin::

Kaei Siete: ..::The Creature Never looked back to the Small Crimson Sliver of Demonic tail that swung the huge axe like blade back and forth in such an effortless manor, Kaei now paid not mind to the annoyance they called a tail it was doing nothing wrong yet, A slender hand rose as she Flicked back some of the wet black bangs of Precious hair that had fallen on her face seconds Before, Such a strange Crimson rune that Layed apon her Hand, the Rune of rebirth, to wounder what was hidden beneath the Leather black glove that covered her other Hand.. Kaei Ran her crimson nails Over her left horn Thin Lips curved to a Idol smile as she watched both occupants:: I have never Lived with such things as walls.. For Graveyards have no such things...:: Walls pah.. she has said within her mind as she thought to had Lived in a graveyard herself Sleeping Nude in rain snow or shine before she was taking in by the Cirlce of Iss, Kaei now had what they called Respect, Respect only for the other members though, It was hard to surive by the Rules of the temple of Iss.. Kaeis Thoughhts didnt waver as that Crimson sliver Swung the Huge Axe blade, bladed edge down into the floor, Small wooden shards Flying in diffrent places but veered off away from the others, Had kaei done that? it was hard to tell, the Long staff Part was sticking up at the right angel for Kaei to Lean on it, blank stare never leaving her pale and hazed green eyes, the creature was still wet and shook herself into realitly with a jungel of golden chains that threatened to fall off her Slender hips as she saw the man get a drink out of air, could we do that? she thought her Crimson Tail unravveled from the blade comming Before her she looked to her tail as a Drink of such contents Would make most anyone sick, blood looked to be one, Ice, Somthing of a deep green that swirled within the Red and what was that.. The tail Lifted the Glass Kaei opened her mouth twin Daggers that Dripped venom exposed as she Pessed them to the glass Venom Leaking into the Glass as she placed it in on Crimson hand, stirred it with her tail then sipped it lightly, The tail going back to the blade hanging on to it as Kaei stood up right:: This is a rather Intresting Place.. I'am Kaei Akala Siete of the circle of Iss and you..?

Typhuun: ::Taking another long chug, he sat back and looked around. He saw Tiphareth again, and wondered where Darrian was. He hadn't seen the schmuck in what seemed like ages. He got up slowly and walked over to her table, sitting down opposite her:: Hello. I believe we've met once or twice before. You are Darrian Nightshade's wife, are you not?

Tiph Nightshade: ::She nodded faintly.:: That I am. ::She arched up a brow, knowing full well what most people thought of him [Darrian], finding it a bit amusing actually. She wondered if Typhuun thought the same, but figured she would soon find out. She almost wished he was here, but thought against it.. in which case she would probably be too busy to bother to pay anyone else any attention, and she didn't really want to come off as rude. Absently, she fingered over her wedding band, platinum and gold molded together about her delicate digit. Lush lashes selfishly swept down to conceal the depths of her eerie alien twins, and likewise, the curious glow. Reluctantly releasing the other wordly stare, she looked up, and waited calmly::

Tiph Nightshade: ::Splitting her attention two ways, and turning back to the demon, she smirked lightly:: None other then the infamous Tiphareth Nightshade. ::One could scarcely tell whether she was proud or mocking of her infamy; Tiphareth was supremely curious at times. She took a small sip of her vodka and relished the harsh pathway it made over her tongue and down her throat. She indulged herself not nearly often enough in her own opinions.::

Malachi Ravadry: ::the man had entered with the silence of the lamb, as he slowly squeaked the door open, and gently placed one inaudabile click upon the tavern's floor, his stride bringing him upon the room, the few people that had inhabited the room before he. The climate outside was rather threatening, the wind drafting up upon him opening the door. The wind thrashed his long, golden locks, abusing it as if it were a toy to be used up. His twin pools of cerulean allocated their stare to the commotion prior to his arrival, and he had far known that not many were aware of his presence. His expression was bourne of a serious one, for he was always alert, his rough lips curled into a suspicous frown, his body was muscle toned, not burly on the contrary, for a man's burly muscles would surely slow him down, a fact Malachi had learned from relentless assassins trying to overpower him.. that being their pathetic demise. His attire was normal, and upon seeing them all, he silently tread towards the center of the establishment::

Kaei Siete: ..::kaei was not the most healthly of Creatures, she knew her own blood was laced with posion so it made no Diffrence that she Would "spike" her own Drink, The Crimson Sliver of demonic Tail was lightly Brushing itself over the Wooden floor, Kaei Dropped her Drink no look of worry apon her face as the Leather Gloved hand Reached down and across her body to itch her Leather boot a glimpse of silver exposed, The Drink was Cought Inches From the ground by the Tail::..thank you..::she spoke softly to her own tail.. weird.. kaei stood having no contact with the Blade now it just stood Jammed into the wooden floor she stood Besides it, The Crimson tail lifted with the Drink passing t to Kaeis own hands as she looked down nodding to.. her tail? green Tressels Fell forth Over her Large horns, No longer where the Black Bangs and Green Shoulder lenght Tressles it been told by the circle that she was a potential threat? and kaei was Luring her into a great falsehood of respect? or was she said to be a friend? who could tell by the creatures looks, she started to walk to the Table, Golden chains around her waist jingeling, as she headed to the place the others sitted at, as she came almost out of reach of the Weapon the Crimson sliver Shot back now PICKING up the weapon no longer Dragging the Huge Axe like Blade, she carried it almost as she was trying to conceal it, hide it, behind her Back, but all and all she wasnt, A chair Pulled itself out with not a single look from Kaeis Hazzed Twins, the blade was shifted Slicing Open the leather glove Kaei not really notiing the Cut, Crimson fluid leaked from the slice as The Tail Placed the blade finally Besides her, She Lifted her Hand to Brush Back Wet locks that had fallen on her Face and over her horns as she had sat, nodding in respect to Ty, and then catching Glimpse of Mala. she lifted her gloved hand the Crimson tail Reaching up pulling from the middle Finger un gloving her hand, she wished not to get posioness blood on Tiphs Table or on her precious GLOVE, The Crimson rune of death now Exposed a matching rune of rebirth on the other.. strange... Kaei Lifted her arm to her lips as she licked the cut as if a primal beast::..

Tiph Nightshade: ::Ahh someone who didn't feel obligated to break something as they entered.. how refreshing. Tiphareth smiled faintly at the newcomer, and bade him attain his drink in the same manner she had directed the other two to use, without the handy demonstration this time however, seeing as she already had hers, and it was far from empty. Too much talk had distracted her from taking anything more than one sip thus far.:: You need merely think, rather than name your poison, yours it shall literally be. ::Speaking in quasi riddles now perhaps but, this was one of those rare occurrances in which Tiphareth was in a reltively good mood. She had a semi geniune hope that that didn't go over his head. She tipped her glass back again, and took a larger swallow this time.::

Kaei Siete: ...::the Crimson Tail clutching tight to the leather glove as if it was a Priceless Postion.. what a weird creature... Kaie lapped her Sliced arm as she thought of where her Drink went? She looked apon the table seeing the posiones Drink apn the woodn surface, Realived but not out of the woods.. Kaeil lat go of her arm Clutching the Drink in one hand and she litterly Poured the Posioness cuncocktion apon the wound the Weird thing about it is the Drink never poured onto the table but Kept on her arm... did the pale skin absorb the drink? Maybe you knew with Kaei, but the slice soon Shut Sniew Sticheing itself back together no longer was bone exposed, Kaei lifted her drink in one hand and sipped it lightly as her Crimson tail Placed Back on her glove covering her crimson tattoo, Nodding to tiph as she adjusted herself, chains Jingeling as she did on. the Crimson Sliver was Quick to grab to the blade as she looked onto tiph::....

Tiph Nightshade: Hmph. Rude. ::Tiphareth rolled her eyes. Typhuun was thus far not making a very good impression, and she looked half heartedly into his retreating figure. Shrugging as he moved out of sight without so much as a word in parting, she became a bit more bored with this lack of happenings, and wished, genuinely, that Darrian was here now. She wished forlornly that she could see him, truly, they had spoken very recently, but as far as Tiphy was concerned, one moment apart was too long already. She sighed a bit and tried to appear a little less sullen. Feeling a pair of eyes latching onto her, she pivoted slowly in her seat to face Kaei, and her curious tail which seemed to have a mind of itself. Not thinking it rude, but simply a question that hinted to be voiced, she spoke:: Why do you speak to it..? ::Meaning her tail::

Kaei Siete: Who..? him?..::she looked up from her Drink to Tiph then Down to the Crimson Sliver of a tail.. Why did she talk to her tail..? the tail Rose Slightly Bent::..you know how one sez "I have more brian in my Pinky then you have in you head?...::Kaei Lifted her Posioness Drink sipping it Lightly, no mark of Green or eony Lipstick... was that a natural Lips color? Kaei had many things she hid The Rune tattos on her hands, the knife in her boot not tho mention the past.. Kaei was one who had slept naked in the Graveyard till Taken in by the Circle of Iss as well as her sister Moria had been, The thought of the past made her think of Rahual.. Where was that Huge black lunk? the dragon had been fight Behind her in the woods and now where? She shook her head the jingel of Golden hoops Bringing her back to realitly::..Well My "tail" Holds another intellegence That Most lack...::She sipped her Drink now the Mist more easily spotted, Mist like steam rose fromt he posioness drink as kaei sipped it delicatly, The green Dress allowed her not much movement wet but she paided it no mind looking to tiph one handing falling over to pet the Tail, thoes huge crimson Wings Expanding As she yawned Lightly::..

And that was all she wrote. =\ Don't unresolved logs leave you aching for closure? XD!!!