"In charge of her eh? I'm quite positive that she can handle herself, but whatever you say Jihon."

*Kelvack then shakes his head and starts to play with Sabin.*

“Nice to meet you, Soul Reaver,” she shifts, giving a glance to Jihon as he walks away. “A demon inside of a sword…very chilling and original.” Even as she tries to be nonchalant, a slight wavering in her voice shows that she is not all that sure about the sword or its wielder.

“I am merely an advisor, an aid to your friend, Jihon. He is now the Guardian of the Middle Umbra, or the plane that some call earth. The Lords of the Upper are adamant that I allow no harm to come to him if at all possible. And as Jihon knows, their command is my will,” her eyes flick casually to the man in the mask and then back to Soul Reaver. “As for yourself, you have no need to understand me or my orders as were given me. You’ll just have to trust that I am on your side.”

*She whips around to look at Jihon on the comment about Kelvack being in charge of her. Her arms cross below her chest and an enraged flash moves through her eyes.*

“No one but the Lords are in charge of me, Jihon, and you would do well to remember that I am not yours to order around. I am your equal and your ally during our time together, not your servant,” there is a faint vibration in the ground beneath their feet as she speaks; a minor shaking that is hardly felt at all. “And whether you will be the last one left has yet to be seen, my lord Guardian. Those who will come against you will not give a flying frell about shame.”

*Her face flushed with anger, she stares at the mask called Shame for a while longer. The vibration in the ground stops and she moves towards Kelvack, finally turning away. She gathers her skirts and seats herself on a moss covered tree stump, promptly ignoring anything else the man in the mask has to say.*

Jihon Is Shame... no pride lies in his mask... And pride is all that is left. There is nothing... But hope.

*Kelvack looks around with a acusing look on his face.*

"Oh well, gues no one will own up to it. Sure was a doozy though..."

*Kelvack tosses a pebble in the air and Sabin catches and whips it back at him. The pebble smacks him on the face and he is sent on his back.*

"What a throwing arm!"

*Sabin gives out an odd sound of a beastlike chuckle and lands on Kelvack's chest. Kelvack then sits up and eyes Tamrissa.*

"I haven't heard anyone talk to Jihon like that ever. Odd..."

“A child?! He is intolerable!” she snaps sharply and bores a hole into Jihon’s back with her gaze as she watches him walk away. “Arrogant and intolerable!”

*She plops back down on the stump and puts her chin on her palms, brooding silently. Her eyes dart sideways to Sabin and Kelvack.*

“What happens when he gets back? Where are we going?” she seems to have calmed down, but there is still a tightness to her voice that says she is not happy. “And what creature is this?” She motions to Sabin.

*Kelvack waits for a response but gets no answer so he keeps talking.*

"Well he's an owl-cat. Kind of like a cross specie mutt. Him and I have been through some pretty wierd stuff. He even saved my so-called life once..."

(ooc: If you want you can go to the thread with our backgrounds in it, I'll post mine pretty soon.)

"Anyway, something seems to be bothering Jihon at the moment. So much shame for one person... I think he's gotta buy something. Why else go into town."

*Kelvack then starts a fire gazes into it, completely lost in it's flames.*

(ooc: see the backgrounds thread... once I get around to it...)

Soul Reaver passes the bottle on to Kelvack.

"And I will not resort to using a machine for battle... unless it be for transport only. After all, I do not wish to waste energy on travel if I can avoid it."

Blooddrinker speaks to Soul Reaver telepathically.

Cerberis? That poor fool... another fallen Daemon. I know the Shadowlords would be eager to get their claws on him. What sweet agony they could inflict! Inferno's royalty does not take kindly to renegades...

Soul Reaver speaks to the Daemon in return.

The Antedeluvian will fall, Blooddrinker, and I assure you that you will taste its pain before the battle is done. But it will be destroyed by us, not handed over to the Shadowlords... that would be a last recourse.

The sword does not reply.

--To fight is to live. And my battle is eternal.--

“No, I’ve never heard of such a creature, though I have seen many strange things in my travels. He must be extremely rare?”

*While they wait for Jihon’s return, she moves to take a seat on the ground, leaning on one hand and curling her legs to one side. She tilts her head, laying her cheek on her shoulder and watching the flames thoughtfully.*

“I have a familiar, but I had to leave him in the Upper,” she frowns a bit and goes on. “He is somewhat rare himself, an earth lizard…much like a very small dragon. Except he does not conjure fire as his larger cousins tend to do. Instead he belches very foul-smelling gases as his defense, a sulfur smell or like the smell of rotten eggs, only stronger.” She gives a smirk, “A trouble-maker, my little Damek, but a very loyal friend indeed.”

*When Jihon returns, her face again turns to a mask of bitter coldness. She nods at his request, mumbling something to the effect of ‘For now anyway’, then listens to what he has to say. The part about machines makes her grimace, as she is much better acquainted with her ability as a magicker, but she stays silent and listens to the conversation.*

“That will not do a thing for me,” she waves away the potion. “I am not weakened at the moment and I have other ways of renewing my energy.”

*She traces a hand over the grass in front of her, palm barely brushing the ends of the grass. The grass withers to dried brown shrivels as she passes her hand over it. A glance at the others brings a slight grin to her features and a sparkle to her tawny-flecked olive eyes. With that she passes her hand back over the dead plant-life and the tendrils of green again spring from the earth, like watching them grow in fast forward.*

“The earth is the source of all my powers, I am part of its essence. Therefore, I can take, or I should say borrow, what I need from it, because I will someday give back everything,” her eyes dart to Kelvack. “A small amount of my power was what you felt earlier…not the expulsion of bodily gases that you thought no one would own up to.”

*For a moment she looks amused and then her eyes grow serious and she turns back to the conversation at hand. She looks at Soul Reaver’s sword, looking a bit uneasy as if she senses the evil stirring within the steel tomb used as a weapon. Her voice is a bit distant as she watches Blooddrinker.*

“I have heard of this Cerberis and as we speak, he knows that we are coming for him. And if he is on the move already, it is a good sign that he believes himself in danger,” she removes her eyes from the sword and smiles. “Strange that an antedeluvion would be frightened of such a small group of warriors, but it will not stop him from using everything he has got to stop us. What…machines,” she rolls the word off her tongue distastefully, “do we have to aid us?”

*She looks to the tube in Jihon’s hand and then to Kelvack.*

"I am sorry, Jihon. If I must use this to fight Cerberis, then you will have to fight without me. I will not... CAN not use this. If you wish, I will hang back in the battle until you have weakened Cerberis enough to strike with conventional attacks. But I cannot make use of such a weapon myself."

He then sits at the table and eats. He eats carefully and slowly. Apparently, he does so more because it is expected of him than because he suffers from hunger. Nonetheless, he seems pleased with the meal. He watches the other warriors intently as they eat, but says nothing.

“A clever gadget, Jihon, but I must take the view of your friend Soul Reaver. Not only do I not wish to use such a…thing, it would also be impossible for me to contribute at all to the battle while contained in such a device,” she motions to the Triton. “All types of metal hinder my magicks in some way depending on the strength of the metal and to lock myself in a coffin of such a strong metal would leave me defenseless and would most certainly weaken me very quickly. Therefore, I will stay back and do what I can from a distance until the antedeluvian is weakened.”

*She moves around one of the feet of the thing, tilting her head back to look up at the humanoid shape.*

“Will this thing hold up to Cerberis’ powers?” she runs a hand over the smooth metal and glances at Jihon. “I have heard he uses electricity as a weapon and is not metal a good conductor of such? Too much of a power surge from that electricity and this thing could go…kaboom… or either become a boiling oven. That is, if it is not built in a way to prevent a disaster like that. And I couldn’t allow the Guardian ride in to a battle knowing that he could possibly be baked alive inside his own contraption.”

*A mock look of worry crosses her face. Before he can answer, she gives a merry smile and moves away. She assumes that he either has already taken care of it or he will tonight, so she does not wait for a reply or a comeback to her little speech.*

“I would guess that your machine is not much different then, Kelvack?” she picks a few food items off the table and sits down near the fire on the ground.

*She nibbles at a slice of bread she holds in one hand and sips from a goblet in her other hand. While she waits for an answer from Kelvack, she can’t help but notice the way Soul is gazing so intently at all of them. Why is he staring like that? She glances in his direction, unnerved by that cold gaze that he always has. An odd match of personalities, this group of warriors, she thinks silently.*

Well, I see that the Higher Council picked some new-comers for this mission. Anyways, you probably don't know me Tamrissa, but I am Sabre Soldier, a Council member of the Umbra. One of the 7 lords of the Complete Umbra. Anyways my friends, your next antideluvian is waking up. And sorry to disappoint you Jihon, but your information was incorrect about Cerberis. He isn't the largest of the Antideluvians. The largest is still asleep deep underground. He is Alakarrisk. The antideluvian of the Assamites. You must destroy the remaining antideluvians first, or he will rise out of the ground and consume them all. If that takes place, then we will all be doomed. Not even the Higher Council will not be able to defeat him. He will not wake for some time yet. Destroy Cerberis, then continue to Yolissara. After these two are defeated, then you may have the power to destroy Alakarrisk. It's just a possibility. You have the Umbra, and I on your side. Just destroy these antideluvians while you have time!!

*Sabre Soldier again looks at The female, and smiles slightly. He bows his head to the group, and wishes them well. He tells them he will be back when his tasks are completed, and vanishes in a small whirlwind of leaves.*

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