[Nyxia]

Vampire Form

It was a blistering cold night, one that even the bravest wouldn't have dared venture in. Funny how bravery never applied to the undead, the dark woman scoffed as she pushed open the massive wooden doors. The cold never bothered her anymore, and oddly she caught herself missing the need for a jacket. With a deep and unimpeded sigh she crossed the threshold of the arcane building, her boots hitting lightly against the stone floor with a ghostly thunk sound as she made her way just inside the chapel area. Eerie silver eyes scanned the room around her in the dim flickers of candle light aglow against the white marble walls, not at all what she'd expected of a place set in such a uninviting and bone-chilling place.

Silently she waited for any signs of living beings directly around her as she made her way to sit on one of the wooden benches that idly sat in rows, not really expecting to find anyone awake at this hour. That was her plan, to appear in the silence of a dark night in order to seek out the beast which roam these halls, that way she could venture further in and sleep without being bothered by living souls. Bowing her head so the icy flesh of her forehead touched the wooded back of the bench in front of her, Lucina allowed her dark hair to cascade down around her face, concealing her from the world around her; allowing her to blend in to any that might come across her as a silent follower of this forgotten deity. As she still had an hour before her last meal would give her full strength, she would rest until it had, allowing her aura to stretch out and give her a better feel of this empty place.

[airman530]

Hearing the loud thuds echoing off the marble structure, Chaos is woken and decides to see who this new visitor is. Getting up from the ground in the Hall of Amnesty and Remembrance he stretches out for a moment, making sure to keep his muscles warmed up in this cold environment. Looking around he sees the monk who is always at the entrance going around and putting a flame to some of the unlit candles. He takes in a deep breath, enjoy the wonderful smells around himself. Going to the front of the shrine at a calm pace, he enters the darkened hallway that leads there.

[Nyxia]

L seemed no more aware of the monks who's soft chant's echoed through the front chapel, her head still against the musty wood. Silver eyes closed as she listened to the chant's, footsteps, and the different paced breaths escaping lips around her. Any who would dare to look closely at the young woman would have noticed that her chest didn't rise or fall, another with hearing like her own would realize that no breath escape her body. Mentally laughing at herself, L pondered how many of her kind actually would have ventured into the depth of such a place on rumors and old tales; pale lips quirked slightly with the thought of either her own son's words of disbelief at his mother's decision.

Now seemingly unseen sitting there, Lucina wondered about how sane this trek could be. Finally the slender woman brought her head up, seeming as though she was nothing more than a religious follower here; but her choice of dress put her out of place. Tightly laced corset the color of fresh blood, and a revealing pitch night skirt of velvet with a seductive slit to her mid-thigh. Her blood colored boots with their upside-down black crosses scuffed lightly at the black stone floor where she sat, it had become a sort of habit that replaced breathing. Her cold liquid mercury eyes scanned over the room, the monks, and the man that appeared from the one doorway. He too seemed out of place in such a place, and thus with a slight left tilt of her head began to carefully study him.

[airman530]

As he walked under the huge statue he noticed a women, whose attire was very far off from what the normal visitors come in with. Going up to her, looking into her eyes and noticing the metallic shine in the midst of the darkness. He smoothly walks up to her, "So what brings you to these cold and secluded mountains,"  ending in a friendly way so he wouldn't raise any suspicion or give off that he could tell that the only thing different wasn't her clothing."There are many beautiful and mystical things in this place that can make you mind feel very peaceful."

[Nyxia]

With a flash her eyes were locked on the strangers as she listened to his words, defendantly a breather. With a friendly smile in place that kept her fangs concealed. "Yes a place of myth and lore this indeed is." Her voice was quiet, as though trying not to disturb the monks. Speaking was one of the few acts that required her to breath, her chest rose and fell again as she sucked in the crisp air. "I hear there are secrets in these mountains." She told him carefully, this was not a time to try and confirm the rumors. Rather it was then that she stood from the bench, smoothing her velvet skirt and tucking the loose strands of her jet black hair behind her left ear.

L knew she could have used the shadow step, or even hovered to keep her boots from making that hollow sound on the stone floor; but she wanted all around her to perceive her as a breather as well, no sense in scaring the locals or inciting a "cleansing" burning on her behalf after all. She looked at her current companion, "what brings most to such a place?" She questioned him as she crosses the stone floor of the entry chapel, making her way from the benches and towards the doorways he'd come from. Stopping at the final row of benches to throw a glance over her shoulder at him. "What would have brought you to such a...dire place?" L tipped her head some to keep him in her view.

[airman530]

Walking aside at her pace he swings his head back to please her curiosity, "The temple is a very calming place to me, there is so much this building offers the mind. The markings in the three different rooms of the shrine seem to connect somehow, but it leaves things to the imagination of the various travelers. Just thinking about them and what the doors behind them conceal, it makes you wonder if there isn't something that this shrine is trying to hide or keep something locked in away from the world."

Listening to the chants of the monk he walks toward the Halls of Amnesty and Remembrance. As they enter the candle lit room he lets his voice be heard again, "This is where I've been staying since I got here. The warm glow of the candles and the darkness combined makes this room my favorite." He then walks up to the door and points to the symbol with his muzzle. "So what do you think this means?" finishing of in a sly and sarcastic tone.

[Nyxia]

Listening to his words, L remembered the rumors and tales she'd heard of strange beasts living hidden within the temple. Her interests peeked more at the symbol carved on the door, before she looked around at all of them to see what she could make of it all. The room was inviting yet an air of sadness lingered with her, that coupled with the fact that she was here on a business of sorts made her reluctant to stay here long. "Yes, well maybe there is something to be learned of what they hide?" She questioned stepping back out of the dim room. Her quicksilver eyes locking on the far right door and it's symbol. "The cursed..." She whispered before she could think otherwise. It was the same mark as on that girl which came into the manor months before.

Her eyes quickly stole a glance at her newest companion, as she lingered in the doorway. "That door, it's marked the same as some of the 'cursed' creatures I've encountered." She told him, as she began her stroll in front of the three towards the far figure and the passage. "It would seem stranger, that I could use company." She paused to carefully put together the wording for what she was about to say next. "I seek such secrets in this place."After all it couldn't hurt to take a snack along, since she didn't know how long this could take.

[airman530]

He looks up at her with a smiling glance, "Well then shall we go in further and dive into the secrets of this place? The best way to uncover things is to explore the dark abyss of mystery to bring things into light." While looking back at her he noticed her silver eyes again, "You know you have some pretty eyes," he gives her a sly wink.

"So what did you mean by the cursed? Are people outside of her cursed by something in this place? Oh and about the girl, did she have a mark that resembles one of the ones in here?" He stairs into the candles pondering her last words. "Well why don't we go somewhere a little more private and discuss what you know?" He looks back into the dancing flames, soft flames are so soothing to the mind. "Oh yea and another thing, why don't we discuss your reason for being here on our way to another area. I think it will help us both in what we are searching for."

[Nyxia]

L couldn't help but laugh at his wink and comment, it was interesting to see any breather would find her attractive. Though he made a valid point if she wanted to know what slept inside the shrine she would have to explore the dark, the dark however didn't elect any feeling from her, still it she wondered what lurked in the dark here. Her eyes fell back to the door again as she felt the mark inside of her wrist burned, absently she rubbed her right hand over it in a feeble attempt to qualm the burn.

"I don't know much, I don't ask." She told him with a bit of a shrug as she began to make her way towards the door. "All I know is the other's call her a cursed creature." She gave him that bit. His suggestion made her look away from the door, she knew though just what she wanted. Within a moment her silvery eyes turned to look into his, her power washing over her aura as she used it to pull at him, "Maybe we could talk in there, it would be a private place without disturbance." She allowed her voice to take on that darkly sweet tone like spider silk. Her slender pale finger point to the door she wished to enter.

[airman530]

Walking over to the room she pointed at he felt a strange sensation come over him, like if his energy was being sapped away. Ignoring his way through whatever the feeling was, he makes his way into a place in the room and lazily lays down. "Uhh... I think I did too many exercises earlier." As he lays there his ability to stay awake starts diminishing as his companion gets closer to him. He continues talking in his head as if he was still talking aloud, his eyelids start to fall as he rests his head against his back legs.

[Nyxia]

Watching curiously as he slid down to the floor and let his eyes fall shut, L found herself honestly surprised. That wasn't what she'd meant for, but with the dark mark on her arm burning her nerves in a white hot sort of pain she imagined her control over her own power would wane a bit. That was the price paid when she wasn't careful, and she knew the hunt was soon at hand as well; but right then she would once more ignore her son's calls for her and press on with this "exploration", after all it had been ages since she'd had a good adventure and Spade was there to help Near with anything he could possibly need. "Are you alright?" She asked kneeling beside him cautiously, her power drawing back from his now shallowed aura to maybe help.

But even as she spoke her mind was on Spade, this was one of the first trips she'd made without him, and because he wasn't one of her own blood she couldn't reach out to him. Allowing a frustrated sigh to escape her lips in more of a huffed fashion, L too sat down on the stone floor, her now deep gunmetal eyes roving across the empty room searching for a sign of life in the darkness. The monks had long ago retired from their prayers and anyone else had likely followed suit as she noted the cold drafts picked up. She didn't know how long he would rest, and since dawn was only a handful  of hours away she couldn't risk being caught up in it's deadly light. Instead she pulled his body inside the door baring the cursed mark, and shut it tightly behind herself effectively locking out anyone who might attempt to enter. Once he was propped up against said door, L went about seeking out a place to rest herself; even though the sleep wasn't calling to her yet, it soon would and she didn't want to just drop where ever she was, since that would look bad. Hidden just behind another of the statues within the room, L made herself comfortable and leaned back on the wall, waiting for the next evening to rise.