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Subject: The Evil moves on... Author: Kaine Valnihir [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 05:41:21 12/05/02 Thu Kaine awoke from his sweating slumber screaming for mercy out of the pain a dagger he had merely dreamt up had brought him in his sleep. Dreams such as this had been tormenting the young Malciran Gypsy for far too long. Kaine stepped outside the bedchamber briefly noticing the pentagram in the guestroom was glowing brightly... He looked into the pentagram that had brought him so much news of the future and screamed as he saw an image of poorly armed warriors forming outside his keep. Running towards the door he unbolted the huge steel frame with his thoughts and noticed all was quiet outside his mountain abode. He turned his back and felt a sharp pain as bolt gashed his shoulder. He sent a magical bolt flying straight back and heard the sound of a large figure crashing from the trees above. Teleporting to the creatures side he smelt the odd stench of a Malciran's perfume. The political nothingness that defined the separate clans battle for power was fruitless. His powers meant nothing to the few Malcirans that existed in the ranks and he deemed himself the most powerful. None in the clan had bested Kaine and he was on the way to becoming even more powerful. Normally Kaine would of sent out his familiar Arkanoth to track the fool who would dare put a price on this Malciran warlock's head, but this time he just didn't care. His only suspect was Crux the highest Malcira in the clan. He could destroy him or he could eliminate the only reason Crux was trying to be rid of him which was Kaine's presence in the clan. Tearing off his gaudily colored Malciran wear he spat on anything that related him to the squabbling vampire clans and renounced his kinship to those who he had used for his own personal gain. It was time for Kaine to entertain himself with fate of Sosaria. Concealing his Vampiric heritage with a cloak of spells he felt a free being unrestrained by political intrigue. OOC: No hard feelings chaps! I am moving on from the ranks of the KindredI ! In truth have learnt much from you in truth and its been great. -K- has been a little quiet lately and thankyou Seth for being so hospitable to myself, well done and good luck in the future- thanks! Regards, -Kaine Valnihir- [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]