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    Post by Guest 17th February 2016, 7:59 am


    if i'm a danger to myself
    Just think what I could do to you
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    A slender man trudged up the snowy mountain of Basilisk Fang, not looking to be bothered in the least bit by the cold weather. Snow-white hair matched the flakes that weaved and danced their way from the sky to the ground in gentle swirls and twirls. Only strands of the nightly sky trickled through the white of this man's hair, marking it with strangeness of his corruption. Red eyes, flecked with the mere gold of the sun's rays, studied the haze before him, up to the peak of the mountain. Stationed in front of him was the massive structure of the dark guild's hall, encased by stonemason's stone and bitterness of the world. A grandeur appearance, a sightly feature, and the man paused to admire the mass that towered before him. Its sight was one to behold, and here he stood, about to entire the grounds of which no mage ever returned from.

    Marschal glanced away from the awe-striking castle, down to the doors that were eccentrically designed and carved. He weaseled his way through the snow and up to the doors, grabbing hold of one of their handles, and swinging it open. The door creaked like that of entering an abandoned, supposedly haunted home, echoing to the rafters of the great building. Quietly, the former legal mage stepped into the hall, his footsteps echoing before people started to emerge from their hiding places. Not hiding places, just places where they had been because what was it that Basilisk Fang feared? Nothing. Those people around him though? They were incapacitated by the aura that spilled off him, keeling to the ground. Eyeing those people, the drinking master waited for someone more important than the lowlifes kneeling before him.

    "Who here runs the place?" Marschal called out, sweeping his gaze over those who were fighting to stand and keep themselves balanced. He'd point a clawed finger at another man, his grip white-knuckled on the table to keep himself from keeling over and throwing up. "You there... tell me... who here is the Masssster..." his deep voice rumbled out in a low, felinistic growl...

    Sol
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    Shadow of Death


    Shadow of Death

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    Lineage : Immortal Death
    Position : Warlord of Superbia
    Posts : 1384
    Guild : Co GM of Onyx Moon
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    Age : 35
    Mentor : Nykyrian, Ballom The Poison Dragon
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    Post by Sol 18th February 2016, 8:49 am

    The Master is out on business at the moment but I am in charge in her stead” a voice called out from the upper level as Sol descended down the stairs, the man replaced his black coat with a yellowish one with black marks and a large hood which made him look more intimidating and his eyes seemed to have a unsettling look in them. Seeing the others of the guild kneeling the slayer scowled but didn’t speak before he turned his attention to the new comer.

    He looked familier that was certain but Sol couldn’t put his finger on why but he could tell the man was drunk which made the poison mage curious as to how he had managed to get here in the first place.”I am Sol what bring you here to our guild?” he asked simply deciding to be blunt on the matter.


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    Gold Lacrima Ends 11/23/2020

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    Post by Guest 18th February 2016, 7:11 pm


    if i'm a danger to myself
    Just think what I could do to you
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    Marschal tilted his head in Sol's direction, recalling the man's deep voice from back when they had briefly met at a bar. He blinked his black sclera, red eyes, shifting them toward where the poison dragon slayer descended from the stairs. Glancing over the taller man, though not by much, he definitely began to realize that he knew this guy. No name came to mind, however, and his eyes narrowed at the words the man spoke to him as he walked down. The guildmaster was not here, how unfortunate, but it appeared that this guy was left in charge for the time being. Did that mean he could accept new members into the guild or would he be forced into waiting for the guildmaster's return?

    His feline ears perked forward at the man's name; so... Sol happened to be the name of the strange poison breather.

    "My name is Marschal Leigh... I hail from Black Rose-- well, I used to be from that guild, but I would like to join this one," he answered. To prove that he was no longer from that guild, that mage lifted his shirt to reveal a bloody patch of skin where his mark used to be. Clearly, it had been torn with his own claws, bits of flesh hanging off his pelvic bone, staining his pants with the red liquid. "They don't know I left... I think... so I just took the mark off myself because I didn't like it being there anymore." His eyes glanced down to the wound he made on his own body, then he dropped his shirt and looked back at Sol. "I hope that you don't mind if I join, but I suppose that I did come at a rather bad time if your guildmaster isn't around."

    Sol
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    Lineage : Immortal Death
    Position : Warlord of Superbia
    Posts : 1384
    Guild : Co GM of Onyx Moon
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 35
    Mentor : Nykyrian, Ballom The Poison Dragon
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    Second Skill: Shadow Dragon Slayer 2nd Gen
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    Post by Sol 18th February 2016, 10:59 pm

    hmm Black Rose if I recall that is a neutral guild but I’m unsure how to handle this since I am not the master of this guild”Sol said as he saw Marschal show that he had removed his guild mark with his own claws, the slayer had to admit the fact that the cat like man was not making any painful noises was slightly impressive. “you understand what your getting into if you join us I hope? those that don’t and go against what we are for often end up in immense pain or dead” he said his tone being serious and his eyes were locked on the man in front of him as if studying an enemy.

    I’m not against you joining but I would like to test you a bit and see what your abilitys are, just a fair warning though if you think you can just walk away after joining I would sleep with one eye open” the green haired man said the threat made very clear but Sol knew he had to make it clear that they did not accept potential traitors not after the stunt Kanix pulled. “everyone to the edges of the guild I don’t want anyone getting in the way” he declared as the mages around the two nodded and started to pull the tables and chairs away giving the two room for the test.


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    “The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. Fear what you do not Know"

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    Post by Guest 19th February 2016, 8:32 am


    if i'm a danger to myself
    Just think what I could do to you
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    It was only due to his Pain Suppression that Marschal paid no mind to the throbbing and pulsating sensation of the tear. "Black Rose is a legal guild now... once independent... but it changed its status before of its lack of benefits from what I hear," the mage responded. "A legal guild just doesn't fit me... too much good in a single day would drive me nuts; I preferred it back when it was independent. Back when I had more freedom... now it's just a bore and I have to say, I've had better times away from that place." His rambling would stop, as he was certain the guildmaster fill-in wasn't interested in what he thought of his former guild. "I fully understand what I'm getting myself into, but I advise not placing your entire trust into my hands..." He smirked at the mage, rolling his shoulders some and ignoring the rest of the mages around them as they bustled.

    "Aye, same to you, Sol... my best advice is to avoid me as much as you possibly can... I'd hate for you to get motion sickness," Marschal taunted the slayer. The smirk widened on his lips, his red oculars shifting to watch as the other Basilisk Fang mages moved tables and chairs out of the way. He'd take a step back and unhook the gourd from his hip, cocking an eyebrow at the poison dragon slayer. Quietly, the man would pop open the top of it and take a swig of it nonchalantly, waiting to see what Sol would do first.


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