Nightmare Incarnate (Raziel and Kyll)

Kyll walked with Raziel. She had feigned courage flawlessly. She remembered that he wanted to go out on a mission. Not this one were her thoughts as she walked along, but her mask of a face stayed stoic with her unending smile. Kyll wore her usual mission clothing; the outlandish blue and white sleeveless kimono top with her matching lighter shaded obi. The bells on the rope around her obi rang as the two walked through the woods. Kyll was not a fan of the evidence that was put on the front step of the building. She had originally found it in the morning when she walked in from her latest and greatest hunt. Kyll opened it and was creeped out by the contents. Raziel just had better timing when she was posting the mission up for someone to take. This was not her cup of tea.

Kyll sighed as her stoic smile slowly began to crumble beside Raziel. Of all the places to do a job... These woods. They were not friendly to her in the past. Of course this was where she lived for a couple of years before joining Eclipse Soul. Somewhere around the woods Raziel would more than likely find the large crater she left behind when she was banished. Her dark history had come to haunt in these woods every time she came here. On top of that, Kyll had a run in with the skeletal bat wings here. Ghosts, poltergeists, spirits, all of them creeped Kyll out. All spirits were presented here as a trap to scare strangers who didn't belong away originally. Now they would be the souls of those who died here. Trapped here. Because of Kyll. "There... we came... we saw... let's just say there was nothing to report here and leave," Kyll said as a tremble came up her spine.

The forest of fear. An impenetrable canopy of sheer beauty on the outside, yet comprised of a void, quite simply. This location, outstanding amongst others in spite of likeness, is the source of well over half of the area's myths and legends. No matter of what nature a story might hold, certainty ensures its roots stem from the Spooky Forest as it is called, the land of darkness, decay, terror and phenomena. Considering its nature, one could say that magic stands to explain what can't be explained, so from that perspective it's safe to title the occurrences dwelling there as "magic's magic". Of course, such petty worries were foreign to the minds of those, whose bravery, or foolishness, actuates them towards a visitation.

"There... we came... we saw... let's just say there was nothing to report here and leave." - words greeted with a genuine expression of wonder as Raziel glanced at Kyll's face.
"Could you be, perchance, considering the magical theory behind the metaphoric definition most plausable for this location?"
A minute of silence.
"... I'll take that as a no, then." - the vampire voiced before looking back in the direction of their destination.
Before him was the entrance to the damned forest. Despite it being the afternoon, beneath the trees there was darkness, emanating from its core as if pushing outwards against the sun's light. Nothing could pass through the thick barricade of leaves high above and few dared go in from ground level, yet it all somehow felt... alive. Like a single sentient being it reacted towards irritation in correlation with itself, promptly acknowledging threats via defying their vivid presence.
The vampire strode towards the frontline of saplings, not cautious but calm, yet seeming so very much amused. He looked at a tree; peered through it in search of something best defined by its title - something. However, that thing of nature unknown stood as an incomprehensible fact, a ghostly presence swaying with the spectral winds that blew distant, distanced.
"This forest appears to be encased in a ghastly feeling of unified malice. How curious..." - the vampire's voiced thoughts, soon followed by a foreign moment of imposed reticence.
"Familiarity seems anchored... tell me Kyll, are you afraid?"

...Indeed, visitation to such a place influences the mind. Anxiety, fear, anger; few definitions suffice to paint a plethora of emotions forge an experience of dislike and indeed they are frequent there. So much so, that before long the accursed place had become their physical equivalent, their incarnation, however within Raziel's soul a reminiscent note was strummed. It rang and echoed back to the confines of a lonely thought, the tale of a distant dream, a fleeting memory, yet... in its veracity it stood painted in the vivid shade of vermillion.

The hunter looked back towards the woman he had come with, a small, perhaps fainted and malicious smile curving on his lips. That small gesture contradicted itself as one born of ill intentions but warm heart, so as such it was warm itself. Confusing, perhaps, but verily unique in its complexity.
"You do not have to answer and depending on your choice you are free to exhibit decorum should you so wish."

Kyll raised an eyebrow towards Raziel's thoughts on the metaphoric conclusion to this. Did he just ask if I knew what was causing this? Kyll folded her arms and looked at him puzzled.

"I take that as a no, then..."

"You would be correct," Kyll put a hand through her hair and sighed no knowing what to do. Another chill went down her spine as she looked through the woods further. Kyll had seen possession before and she knew that this would probably be the case. Kyll verified that the direction they were walking in was definitely the right direction. Something seemed wrong. The ruins were no where to be found just trees. Something isn't right. The ruins of the traveling village would be here. I've been here so many times to prove it, but they're not anymore... Another chill flew up her spine.

"Familiarity seems to be anchored... tell me Kyll are you scared?"

Kyll raised another eyebrow at the comment. Damn straight I'm scared, Kyll thought. She looked forward. Kyll didn't want to answer the question at all. It was just the way she was.

"You do not have to answer and depending on your choice you are free to exhibit decorum should you so wish."

"Scared? Of course I'm not scared," Kyll blatantly lied to get Raziel off of her case. As soon as creeks and cracks and snaps of different roots could be heard. Then all of a sudden with the sound of a loud CRASH! A tree fell right in front of Kyll and Raziel. Kyll stood there for a good second and blinked opening her eyes stepping back a bit. She looked down at the tree. "KYAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" Kyll started to break down in front of the tree and jump around screaming. Then she hid behind Raziel. These woods of all places... who knows what's in them... Kyll thought.

The member 'Kyll Vie' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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"Hmm..."
Crash.
"KYAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"
Patter patter rustle.
"Haaa...." - the much fitting sigh.
"Kyll. It's just a tree. If anything, it'd be more fitting if you hid from me behind the tree, not vice-versa."

Saying so, the vampire slowly walked towards the fallen piece of lumber to inspect it. He felt a desire hinting at a need to do so, a gut feeling if you will, for the place carried a sense of similarity to him, and much like it, that forest carried an aura of malice hidden beneath the dense vegetation.
'It's not rotten...' - he deduced after a glance. 'Hm...'
The night prowler turned his attention to the path ahead of him as it led on deep into the forest. It was calm, peaceful.... too peaceful. Of course, in a situation of doubt and confusion anything can be suspicious, however the scene before him stood as an eerie landscape. Deathly silence instilled, then the sudden realisation that there are no birds singing. No winds, not even insects. All there was...... was the forest of death... and the translucent memory of what had happened long ago.

"There is something too normal here. Hmph... I have to go inside the forest. If you are too scared, you can go back." - his words slowly trailing behind him as Raziel began walking onwards, toward the place of death that welcomed him so.

"There is something too normal here. Hmph... I have to go inside the forest. If you are too scared, you can go back."

Kyll even noted the fact that she should be hiding behind the tree. She shook her head. "Can't..." She pointed behind the two. The forest had swallowed Kyll and Raziel whole. "What ever is here... is moving things around and making them different from what I knew. This was Kyll's old home. She felt the need to save it even though no one really is there anymore. Maybe it was the need to cover up her familiarity with the woods. Kyll did a rather sloppy job at that. Then again, Raziel knows Kyll cooks and probably figured out that she hunts too. As Kyll began to lose herself in thought, she felt a hand on her shoulder throw her down. Kyll fell down face first to the ground. Kyll jumped up rubbed her head. Upon jumping up, Kyll was shoved to the left then tripped up. Kyll fell down and sighed. "Ghosts... I hate them..." Kyll jumped up again. She was then shoved down on the ground again. She sighed being just as annoyed. Suddenly she felt the back of her kimono top pull back. Kyll's eyes opened wide revealing the glowing green irises. A force so powerful began to pull her back and drag her deeper into the woods. "NOOOOOOO!!" Kyll screamed as she grabbed onto a tree. Her feet began to lift up like she was being levitated off the ground. She looked at Raziel. "Yes you scare me... but this scares me more..." Her gloved hands clawed at the tree.

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