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Date Posted: 15:13:21 11/21/03 Fri
Author: The Boss
Subject: Inner Sanctum
In reply to: Edo Ikari 's message, "Amidst the Choas" on 08:27:12 11/20/03 Thu

The doors swung slowly (omenously) open with an audible ,if not dramatic, creak. Beyond them was a chamber of about 10 full paces in area, richely decorated in similar haunting artwork - though it seemed that the best (as in the most retched) were saved for this room in particular. Along it's domed ceiling there was painted a dramatic scene of death and torture, crafted at an almost inhuman level of talent. The black marble floor glinted in the light of the small torches that surrounded the circular chamber, and in the center was a massive desk, seemingly crafted out of stone. The desk was solid black, and seemed to have an uncanny sheen about it. A small bust of a man Ikari did not recognize rested on it, as well as a lamp and several papers.

Behind the desk sat a man that could only be assumed to be the 'boss'. A Sidhe of adult age, he was possessed of long silver hair that flowed down his shoulders like a cascade of metal. His thin, pale face was as gorgeous as most of his kith were inherant with, and on his slender nose rested a pair of small reading glasses. Offsetting the glasses was the finely crafted suit of Sidhe plate he wore, which seemed to offer him no burden at all, and was colored as if made of the night sky itself. Small specks of light ,resembling accurately stars, twinkled off of the darker than black metal - and blue hues were caught amongst it's plates as if to distinctly reflect space. He adorned a deep purple cape that flowed over the shoulder plates of the armor, and went beyond sight past the Desk.

The man didn't seem to acknowlege their entrance until he finally finished the penstrokes he was on. He put away neatly his work, then finally looked up. His deep blue eyes scanned the four, seemed to glimmer with something upon seein Ian, and settled on Ikari. His eyebrows raised slightly, and he cocked his head.

"You fools... why have you brought this man into my inner-sanctum?" He said, singingly beautiful voice as calm as sleep.

Kurax was taken aback instantly, almost slinking a step back. "He... he refused to let us take Ian unless he had a chance to speak with you sir. I'm not one for beating on old men, so I figured what harm could it -"

Cutting him off, the man spat "What Harm? WHAT HARM? This man is clearly more than he lets on..." He studied Ikari once more, eyes flashing briefly "Something definately more... in fact... I think maybe you have done me a favor, Kurax, after all."

Kurax settles a bit, relaxing "I have?"

"Yes... maybe. First, allow me not to show ill manners." The man stood, reveiling his stature. The Sidhe stood at about 6'5, and his build was a much less androginous than most of his kith - almost even brawny. Not so much as to make his slim face unproportional - just exceptional for Sidhe. As he walked around the desk, Edo could see he had a lenghty blade by his side - a western long sword fitted with a heavy pommel and hand gaurd. It all but glowed with glamour. He stopped just around the edge of the Desk, and Ian tried to back up - but Klux was a wall behind him.

"Allow me to introduce myself, elder. I am Sir Detrik. Other official names and titles will be revealed later, should your presence deem worthy"

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