A new demon emerges [Open to Savage Skull members only!]

A flash of lightning lit up the room in the old guild’s building. A storm was brewing outside Faust was inside the dry guildhall killing time. He had found himself in the rather large library of the guild. Many books were found here, most of the books were of a dark nature in both magic and stories. He had been cooped up inside most of the day and now that a storm was taking over the night it seems he would be forced to stay indoors. He let out a sigh and turned away from the window walking back towards the small group of candles that illuminated his reading area. Few books were scattered on the large, long oak table that Faust had made home these past few hours. He had forgone the table’s original wooden chairs for a plusher one that he found in the corner of the massive room.

He had been rather aloof from the rest of the guild members since joining the elite dark guild. He was a proud member of an exclusive group of seven dark mages. He had joined the guild knowing that it would be a great place to network and gain strong allies and grow in his magical ways. He had few passing conversations with people but nothing that actually held any significance, he rarely crossed paths with any of them in the large guild especially since he was always locked up in the library. He had been reading on the history of Fiore mainly, learning everything to know about this country and what kind of of state it was in. The guild was known for spreading chaos and destruction across Fiore it seemed, though now that it was restarting from the ground up its power was limited. Faust hoped to one day use his own powers to help the guild spread its destruction and chaos across the world.

He looked down at the large, leather bound book that was laying on the table. The candle light illuminated a few ancient pictures drawn on the pages along with several words in a language that had been lost to mankind for a few hundred years. The book was rather dry and dull and for the past thirty minutes had been nearly putting Faust to sleep. He slammed the book shut causing a puff of dust to fly out while at the same time blowing out one of the candles around him, lowering the lightning in the area slightly. He fell back into the chair with a limb body and a sigh. He rubbed the brim of his eyes right at the top of his nose reliving some pain from the strain of reading in the dark. He was bored of reading and the library and actually hoped to cross paths with his guild mates and have a decent conversation.

As Faust sat there rubbing his eyes his nose and ears were able to pick up on the presence of a new person. You see Faust was the Ice Demon Slayer and the biological son of the Ice Demon, Loros. His senses were on levels that were incomparable to an average human, even animal’s senses were only a fraction of his total skill. As the man approached Faust he slightly brought up his guard, the scent was slightly unfamiliar but Faust believed he had possibly smelted the man’s scent lingering in the guild hall before. As the man stopped and made a ”Hphm…” sound causing Faust to open his eyes. His bright icy blue eyes flickered off the flame’s light staring at it for a brief moment before glancing over towards the direction of the man. Even in the dim light he was able to make out the orange hair and the reflection of the metallic objects on his face. The most interesting thing though was the man’s purple eyes. Faust stood up from the chair and leaned over gathering the books that toppled over with the man’s approach. “Evening.”

That was all that Faust said at first. He stood at the man trying to get a better grasp on the man’s scent and figure in the dark. He was trying to memorize the face, break down the posture and habits, he was giving this man a quick scan trying to learn anything about him. After a moment of silence Faust spoke up again. “What brings you to the library at this hour of the night?”