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"Well, i have sealed the portal, so don't worry about it." Pheaura smiled. SHe rather liked this elf, and this new man. She wondered if she'd grow close to them.

"Ah," Pheaura said, "I should have figured. The portal was like a gateway that the first hell had ripped open to get here. But I wouldn't let them through. Grant it I almost died, but it was worth it."

"Yes, I now the felling, I will do anything, and have done may gruesome things to protect Twilight and her twin sister Dawn, they may be wind spirits now, but once along ago there were the victims of a very twisted ******** who rapped and murdured them." he said as the a single tear escaped from Elias single blood red eye. "Please don't cry Oni-chan, canse we go to sleep now, estoy muy cansada." she said as he kissed the large Mexican cheek, using her small hand to wipe his tear away. Jumping from atop his shoulder, she walked over to the Angel woman and loked up at her. "I'm sorry I called you ugly, me and my bother are going to bed now."she giggled as she skipped out of the kitchen and made his way to the north wing where Elias room. "Well it was a pleasure to speak to you tonight, but Twilight does not like to sleep alone," he said as he made his way behind the young wind spirit and then dissapeared into the north wing.


((it was a pleasure to meet all of you but I have to go and get some rest, hope we can do this again sometime.))

Nailah turned over in her sleep. She needed to get rid of this nightmare. She had stopped searching when Saradin agreed to train her but he was gone and now she had to resume searching by herself. She stood up in her red silk nightdress and wandered over to her pile of books. She began to search through them but found nothing. She walked over to her door and opening it peered out. No one was about. Quickly she ran to the library and grabbed a few tomes. Hurrying back to her room she entered and pushed the door closed. Then she put the tomes on the table near her bed. Flopping down she began to think about everything she had read so far.

Rasui crept slowly through the halls of the manor. She had not seen Kepi in a while and had gone out to find some food. When she was satisfied she walked back to her mistress' room. Pushing open the not-quite-closed door she jumped on her mistress' stomach and began to purr.

Nailah stroked the cat's soft fur and marveled at Rasui now. Her kittens were getting older. Perhaps they were ready to go outside. She would watch over them of course...with Rasui nearby as usual. Yes she would do that. With all the recent happenings she needed a distraction. Hopefully it would get her mind off Vincent's jerk of a brother. His eyes had bored into hers. The emerald green gaze imprinted in her mind. She shook her head and stroked Rasui again. Slowly the deep rhythmic purring put her to sleep.

Rasui flexed her claws adn closed her eyes. She checked on the kittens who were sound asleep. Then she climbed onto the bed and curled up on her mistress' stomach. Yawning she flexed her claws and curled into a ball where seh too went to sleep.

Nelphean watched the stream of blossoms pour our from his fingertips, and burn all the grass within the range of the fireball.

"Why must all my evocations turn to illusions..." Nelphean shoke his head.

Suddenly, he felt his soul jar. Odd, that had happened before, not even when I turned my self into a werewolf.

Nelphean felt his mouth cant words, arcane phrases he never heard or knew before.

The ground trembled, and the air chilled. His eyes widened as he gazed into a mirror. The Devil Woman's Gaze Burned into Nelphean's soul.

"I am dead, I am useless to you."

"You are a valuable member of my orginization, you are never dead to me." The infernal spoke. "I was killed by that idiot paladin frined of yours, Cecil.

"That is nice, how did you escape the Grey Lands? I thought you demonic spirit would be trapped there even after death, in the Grey Mists?" Nelphean looked at the fiend in her true form. He knew form the moment he meet her trapped in the book that she was a fiend, and the fact she spoke favoribly of the vampire Beld was further proof she was a true denizen of evil.

The devil looked at her little elf enamourer. How she hated him, "I am sorry about destroying you with that fireball, its just so hard to getthe appropriate type of virgin for the sacrifice..." The devil snarled. "I killed her anyway." She purred in her metalic infernal voice.

Nelphean wanted to spite on her. He would have, if this wasn't extra-planar talk. "What do you want, I am dead and connot be of service to you."

The devil looked at Nelphean through her scrying mirror. "You are not dead. YOu escaped Ravenloft, you were expelled by the mists." She gazed at her pretty little elf. How she loved to see the fare race suffer. "I can send you back if you dont' do As I say."

Nelphean thought about the return to the lands the devil called Ravenloft, which made sense to Nelphean, given the specific superstitions about the magical Ravens that live in his home realm. "Let me ponder that... Last time I worked for you, you promised me nothing but pleasure." Nelphean paused, "You tried to kill me." Or would have, if he didn't meraculasly end up on this realm.

"Come now dear elf," The devil continued to purr. "I promised you pleasure, and you ahd pleasure." SHe scanned Nelphean's mind. "I will give them to you."

Nelphean begrudged the fiend. "I don't use magic to get what I want." Nelphean glaired at the mirror he could not see. "I preffer to use my HEART." His rage very strong.

The devil abandoned that cousre of action, the little elf was a real charmer, but his luck on this plaen was sour. "I will get the Demi-Lich for you." The devil promised.

"No, you will do no such thing." Nelphean could not believe how stupid she thought he was. She would manitpulate all her promises into curses for Nelphean, he knew that very well. "Why should I help you. I have friends here and am not as vurnelable as I was in the Raven Lands."

"I will not tell The Sane where you are."

"Oh yes you will." Nelphean hated devils, they never ceased to offer promises that seemed like good ideas. She would not tell him, but she would tell his aids or confidents. Nelphean would not fall into that trap, and as long as Nelphean remaind out side of the Raven Lands, he was more valuable to the Devil. Giving up that value would be the death of him, and probably most of the manorites as well.

The lone illusionist wanders through the kitchen, noticing the Green Eyed champion of planar banishment, in a nice 'sober' stance at the table.

"Sorry I thought about killing you." Nelphean said.

"Why didn't just say who you were, the other night would have favored you."

Alexanders emerald hues snapped into focus once again, locking on the smug elf that entered the kitchen, a smirk crawled up on his lips as he looked at the elf, he sat silent for a moment almost as if deep in thought before speaking out in the ancient Draconic tong"If Your form where I think your from you should be able to understand me, so can you elf?"

Aura all too cheerfully, humming as she went, walked through the halls and to the kitchen. It was already crowded. As always. She smiled to Nelphean then came to stand in front of Alexander, looking him over. "Well...no soup ladle." With a shrug she turned from him and went to the fridge, opening and retrieving her only food choice as of late, another orange.