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turas-adhair

Character Info
Name: turas-adhair
Age: 60
Alignment: TE
Race: Dragon
Gender: Female
Class: Destruction
Silver: 356
"I wish to lear how to out do my sister." She said as he came to stand infrunt of her. "Xunatar, i wish to be able to prove my self back home. After a skirmish with ny sister i was kicked from the land and all i knew. So i thought commming to you and learning from the thing tuffer than anyone i knew would make me stronger."

She reached into her pocket and took a necklace out. "I also thought you would want this back." She held the hexed necklace out to him. The same necklace he placed on Vinsue all those years ago. "Vinsue told me some of her story and i thought it would be nice to here your side."

She went silent as she looked at the floor. To look into someones eyes was though to her to be a challenge and she had no intention on challenging something that could fry or hex her without worning.
Xunatar

Character Info
Name: Xunatar Norcross
Age: Over 3000
Alignment: CE
Race: Demon
Gender: Male
Class: Fallen God
Silver: 3157
“I see.” It was all he would say about that for the time being as he silently pondered to himself. He knew of the emotions behind such a simple phrase she spoken, all that anger and jealousy that were behind those words. Revenge was a dish best served cold, and he wondered just how far she would go to sate that hunger within her. The lord looked to her, not revealing his inner thoughts behind a stoic face. “Interesting. I suppose that I may have a few ideas of how to achieve that…”

The poor thing, she was unfairly judged and punished because of her sister, and it was that he could use as a weapon in of itself. “I can only bring out what is already inside you, Turas-adhair. Perhaps we should see what it is in a brief moment.” His eyes lowered to her hand as it searched for something in her pocket, only to reveal a rather intriguing object. Xunatar recognized it right away as a piece of jewelry that a certain person had be bestowed with and it confirmed his suspicions. The necklace was immediately teleported back into the treasure room, falling onto the vast amounts of coin while Layla was keeping inventory of the collection. It was accounted for and Xunatar made a mental note of it.

“Why thank you. It would be a waste for that piece to be lost into history once more. And now I know precisely with who I’m dealing with. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I take it that you are related to Vinsue?” A marvelous smile crafted on him as he carried on, “The story’s simple- she came to my abode, responding to a calling. I suppose that’s a dragon’s issue, but she came here, braving the threats and dangers all to just so see my collection. And so I gifted her a piece, but apparently she didn’t take kindly to it. Still, what vexes me is how she was able to remove it.”

He didn’t ponder about it for very long and saw that the woman was a bit docile. “Now, now, you can’t be like that if you want to outdo your sister, right? How do you seek to do such a thing? How far are you willing to go. We can start by establishing that much.” Just how much rage and envy did she hold deep within? Xunatar would drive it out, of course, but she had better be ready for the consequences. Many didn’t truly know of the power such negative emotions could have on one’s mind and body.   


|You prophet of hate
You profit from faith
Truth-less, two-faced, two-bit
hypocrite
|

The Mad Admin, Brandon*
turas-adhair

Character Info
Name: turas-adhair
Age: 60
Alignment: TE
Race: Dragon
Gender: Female
Class: Destruction
Silver: 356
She did hope he would have a few ideas on how to achieve what she wanted. But she wandered what they where. Though she wanted to know what his ideas were, he had started talking of only being able to bring out whats in side. "By that you mean my thoughts and memories don't ya." She was not a fan of revisiting the past. And even less a fan of letting others see it but if it could help than she would be willing to do it.

"Yea I am her daughter." She said with a grawl when she said her. She did not know who she was angered at more, her sister who started the mess or her mom who could see no falt in her sister and only her wrong. "She said that she got it removed by a teacher in some library timple." She said not really believeing it, but that is what Vinsue always said. Even though she would not elaborate and used the story to say carfull where you go and who you anger because it is nice to have friends in high places. Turas always liked to defeat people and have them in debt thinking it was better than having a friend for if in debt they had to help.

Turas was only submissive when defeated or knows that she did not stand a chance. But if evenly challenged she liked to add smarts, but it is not like she could trick a king if tricks. "I will go as far as it takes." She said. Looking up. Was she ready for the consequences? No, but she had a goal in mind and was willing to do anything to do it.
Xunatar

Character Info
Name: Xunatar Norcross
Age: Over 3000
Alignment: CE
Race: Demon
Gender: Male
Class: Fallen God
Silver: 3157
“No, no. Not like like that, my dear.” And with that, he conjured himself a bowl of grapes in hand before proceeding back to his throne. Despite hunger no longer being a problem since he ascended, Xunatar did enjoy such guilty pleasures such as food and drink needlessly. The god slouched onto his seat of power and plucked a grape into his mouth before quietly munching on it while staring up into the ceiling. “People think that power comes from out of nowhere, or that it can be granted. Truthfully, many people are stronger than they realize but aren’t able to, for one reason or another. It already resides in you lot, but some are too afraid to take it, and others just resign to whatever life had placed them into. You seem as though you wish to be better than the hand life dealt to you, and so I could you. But it won’t be a pleasant process, I can assure you.” Another grape was munched on before his cerulean eyes calmly glanced over towards Turas-adhair. He figured as much that she was Vinsue’s daughter once the connections had been made. It was only a matter of time before the truth would come to this palace of lies.

There was a glint in his eye when she explained how her mother got freed from the curse of the necklace- to his knowledge, there was no easy way of dispatching it, but when she spoke a library temple, it wasn’t hard to see that she went to another god to seek help. It actually left a distaste in his mouth and he frowned in result. “If anything, I do hope that you have more resolve to figure things out than you mother did. As cruel as I was to her, I merely did it to test her mettle. Clearly hers was waning at best.” The playful tone he kept had died for a bit, being replaced with a more serious and macabre one. In any matter, he would likely eventually figure out who she went to, and the list of choices was already narrow.

“You may believe that you will go as far as it takes, but I’m not too sure of it. At best, you may be able to persuade your mother of your sister’s deception or destroy their relationship to salvage yours. At worse, well, sororicide is frowned upon in most places, but if you can get away with murder…well you don’t have to worry about that, right?” Had the thought crossed her mind? Was she that willing to correct such wrongs in her life that she would kill?
 


|You prophet of hate
You profit from faith
Truth-less, two-faced, two-bit
hypocrite
|

The Mad Admin, Brandon*
turas-adhair

Character Info
Name: turas-adhair
Age: 60
Alignment: TE
Race: Dragon
Gender: Female
Class: Destruction
Silver: 356
The simple fact that she would not need to revisit her past was music to her ears. "I am not like Vinsue, I did not come for a quick eassy way out. I knew that defeating my sis would take hard work and time. I know it will not be pleasant but i am ready for it." She said. 

Now he was eating. yes, frout, a food that she could not eat but still food. It had been a long time since her last meal. That and she was a growing teen so the want for food came up and would clowd her thoughts.

"Mom is not persuadeable, if your not the stronger one than forget it." She growled her words. "Killing aqua wold not do anything. Trust me i have thought about it as the time has passed." Actually it was more her mom she was mad at. Yes she hated her sister for the fight but she hated mom much more. She had always had to fight for love that she never got and not only was she kicked out of the land but she was marked like a slave. Qith the symdle that said you were stupid enough to mess with a silvertail and lost. "Now the death of Vinsue would at least get me back the land i know. And the life i preferred but if i tryed to challenge her i would be the dead one."

Her stomach growled again brining the thought of food up but she was not going to request food from anyone especially not a daemon.
Xunatar

Character Info
Name: Xunatar Norcross
Age: Over 3000
Alignment: CE
Race: Demon
Gender: Male
Class: Fallen God
Silver: 3157
He laughed carelessly at the bit that Vinsue would not be persuaded. Perhaps not by her daughter, but he had certainly gotten his way with her as he had with the necklace. But she did have a point; this case took much more than mere manipulation for Turas-adhair to gain what she wished. Her refusal to murder her sister didn’t upset him; the god simply didn’t care if she would do that dirty deed or not. Perhaps the girl was just an obstacle to what she truly wished for. Plucking the grapes one by one, he ate them leisurely as his mouth filled with the sweet juices. His eyes ever watching his visitor as she brought up a new idea to his ears.

“Oh my, you wish to defeat your sister through killing your mother? How…ambitious of you.” Despite those very words, he wasn’t being funny or sarcastic. In fact, he was dead serious as his eyes loomed from the last of the grapes which he devoured over to her. “If that is what you seek, perhaps I could help you. And the best part would be that she would never see it coming until it was too late.”

That was if she wanted to do such a thing. It took a heart of steel and no remorse to kill a parent that raised you. Perhaps she could possess that, but that would be tested later. Right now, he could plainly hear her stomach rumble and he snapped his fingers to summon a table with cooked meat piled on a plate. Hunger was a good motivator for him to exploit, having done it a few times already. “Of course, know that coming here and asking for assistance does come with a price. Hopefully you’d be willing to pay it otherwise I think our conversation will not last oo much longer…”


|You prophet of hate
You profit from faith
Truth-less, two-faced, two-bit
hypocrite
|

The Mad Admin, Brandon*
turas-adhair

Character Info
Name: turas-adhair
Age: 60
Alignment: TE
Race: Dragon
Gender: Female
Class: Destruction
Silver: 356
She looked at the table and the food it had. A plate of meat. A food that she could eat without digestive problems. The smell was very good and struck her instinct to eat. That was something she needed to lurn to control but really could care less of controling. She quickly picked up a stake and bit into it. She had not been chewing long before she swallowed and looked back at the demon. "How could you help me defeat her and what is the price for this help." 

She put the stake back down. The thought that it could be poised or infected just then striking her. She did not know what to say or do but she had success in making her stomach sick. The up side she was no longer hungry, but that did not make her fill better. 
Xunatar

Character Info
Name: Xunatar Norcross
Age: Over 3000
Alignment: CE
Race: Demon
Gender: Male
Class: Fallen God
Silver: 3157
Resting his head on his hand, the god looked towards her with slight annoyance. How in the world did someone that wished for a god’s help come without knowing remotely what to offer? It seemed like a silly ordeal to him, for he had been in the business of deal making since before he was a deity. Back when he was a crossroads demon, people often made deals knowing exactly what they were risking, but didn’t care nonetheless. With this girl, she seemed naive of how the world works, let alone incapable of undoing anyone unless someone was there to guide her hand through the entire process. “There’s only a few things a mortal could offer a god. You are a bright young woman, you can figure it out and I will let you know if it is worthy of my actions”, he said, snapping at her towards the end of his statement. He didn’t bother to address how he could help- all she needed to know until she answered him first was that he was capable of doing a variety of things to ensure her goal.

He shifted in his seat to grow comfy as she took to the take for a bit before placing it down for whatever trivial reason. Of course this started to agitate the god even further and he was less kind when he snapped his fingers again and soon the meat itself disappeared. One didn’t take an offering from a host only to discard it. His deep frown soon slipped away from sight as he realized that she must have thought something was wrong in this scenario. “Cautious, are we? Well, your loss, my dear. It was safe to eat, but my generosity is limited.” Xunatar sat up and gave her an eerie stare. It was almost hypnotic the way his cold blue eyes watched her without blinking for the longest time.


|You prophet of hate
You profit from faith
Truth-less, two-faced, two-bit
hypocrite
|

The Mad Admin, Brandon*
turas-adhair

Character Info
Name: turas-adhair
Age: 60
Alignment: TE
Race: Dragon
Gender: Female
Class: Destruction
Silver: 356
Truthfully she did know. With logic a couple saying came to mind. You get wat you payed for and a life for a life. Basically meant if she wanted a life than something of equal value must be paid. She noticed his annoyance and unlike the daemon who got energy from things like that from others she could not and agitating one more powerful than her never ended well.

"I offer my servitude. I know it may not be much untell im a bit older but I am a dragon and we tind to have long life spans and are faired by most two-leggeds." She said knowing her mom would strangle her if she knew but Vinsue would not know untill it was to late, at least thats what she hopped.

Again she angered the other by placing the food down. Again she did not mean to do so but she had a past that thought that food is poised unless you both killed it and watched as you ate. Thanks to her young age she was just as immune to poison, drugs and drinks as a human teen. "Is it wrong to be careful when the world wants your death because your name was spoken with a name everyone despises?" She said.
Xunatar

Character Info
Name: Xunatar Norcross
Age: Over 3000
Alignment: CE
Race: Demon
Gender: Male
Class: Fallen God
Silver: 3157
Xunatar’s eyes lingered on her, hiding his thoughts about her proposed sacrifice. It would certainly do, but she may prove more trouble than she was worth in the long run. Still, having another piece to add to his game was still beneficial to some degree for him.

He broke his memorizing stare and fell into a bored look with her. “No, but in reality, it is a world where you have to strive to be better than everyone else, and a few steps ahead”, he told her plainly. “Anything else outside of that order matters very little to me. If you are despised, then embrace it like a blanket to comfort you. The world wants you dead because they fear, you, or more so what you can be capable of.”

He rose himself from his throne and held out a hand towards her. Soon a fog developed around her before it seeming absorbed into her body- aside from a slight coolness upon her skin, she wouldn’t feel too much different. “My part of the deal is done, when you go home, your mother won’t be able to tell what’s on your mind and your body and words won’t be able to alarm her of what will happen until it's too late. As far as she knows, you would still be the very daughter that wouldn’t even dream of killing her.”

Of course he forgot to mention that it would only affect her mother- her sister on the other hand wouldn’t be caught up by the web of lies. As much as he could use more pawns, he had to see that this one was capable of dealing various situations, including the one she was ready to be tasked with.


|You prophet of hate
You profit from faith
Truth-less, two-faced, two-bit
hypocrite
|

The Mad Admin, Brandon*

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