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Ecara giggled again, giving a fanged smile as she nuzzled Cymarron affectionately. Ears perked themselves happily as her tail swished back and forth in happy fashion.

"That's....quite obvious of your beast...but I think he also underestimates us..." When he wasn't finding a nerve that hurt to tap on, that is. Giving a sai Aura walked over to Cymarron. Giving him a pat of reassurance on he shoulder, she relieved him of Ecara. "Get some rest Cymarron. You look like you could use it."

Kali placed a hand to Aurahkah's arm, gaining her attention. "Come on Ary, we want to talk to you a little." And had gesture back at Coban to indicate who the other half of we was. Getting a nod from Aura, she turned, leading the woman into the manor.

Eclipse looked to Cymarron and then gave a snort. Padding over he nodded to the feline. "You're strong...to hold back such a creature...I admire that." He then looked to Bastet. "Don't let him get into too much trouble Kitty." A nuzzle to her arm before he turned, following after Aurahkah, Ecara, and Kali.

Coban now surveyed the two left. He nodded to them both in approving fashion. Then a finger, as if trying to literally get his point across rose. First to Bastet. "You, Miss Bastet, don't forget your training." Then to Cymarron. "And Sir CYmarron...if you ever need help forcing back that beast of yours...you can always drop by the graveyard." Another nod. "Evening to you both." And the spirit turned, going to tend to his family.

((Aura out, night guys))

Sitting in the chair, the elf gazed at the book with a dull interest, usually his charmed soul would be thrilled at the prospect of blowing something up with such a large explosion, but the cost of this spell was too great. How many hits could the manor survive if Nelphean added this to his arsenal... He turned the pages of the tome and wondered about the time he spent wandering... The elf sighed lightly, and continued to read the book, never quite understanding his need to learn this perticular spell. Such a powerful blast, but no real every-day use...

His eyes wondered away from the words, the runes, the pages... Towards yet another scrying mirror... These devils would never give Nelphean a break. He lifted the book up, and pointed to the image on the third page, a giant mushroom cloud. He then pointed at the mirror, and laughed. The imp or fiend on the other end probably was wondering if the elf could cast spells through the planes, but assumed the mortal creature could not. He was after all, just an elf. To be feared over a human, but not an angel or higher planar creature.

Nelphean whispered into the air, chanting a spell he learned long ago... One he used rarely...

The lights in the room burst and flared, leaving behind a scene of fireworks and smoke.

"That elf has no life, all he does is research spells and play tag with outer planar creatures." Asrael watched the tiny elf play in the library, his scowl frightened the nearest imps. "Why should he occupie so much of my lady's mind... why is he so special..." The devil looked at his company, and cocked his eyes...

Tail flicking behind her, Shin looked at the cementary curiously, blue eyes flicking form place to place, catalouging headstones and names, along with the dates that went with them. her nose twitched slightly, and she frowned, registering the smell of elias' cigars. odd, that he would be around here. she started to go back to the courtyard, thinking that was where he was, before she shook her head.

He didn't need protecting in this place, really...let him think on his own.

she chuckled at the thought of some one needing to protect Elias, but her thoughts had a good grounding. he wasn't as strong as he used to be, nor did he have the ability to stop soem of the things she had seen lurking around the outside of the manor prperty. so far, they hadn't ventured on to the grounds, but it didn't mean they would never.

She found herself humming that celtic tune agian, this time it found words quickly, sung in a soft lilt, as she took to carefully stepping through the graves, never walking over them, but beside.

Elias had spent the last thirty minutes smoking a cigar. He not said a word to the outside world, not that anybody was there to listen. But as was Elias's habit he spoke nonetheless, hoping that at least those gods in the sky would listen, if they did not care, he simply wanted them to listen. "What the ******** is wrong with me?, how dare fall in love, my dream haunted by her face, by her smile, s**t how stupid could this cabron could I be? I fall in love more easily that most people change there underpants." Elias said as he contemplated the cigar in his hand, it was not longer lit but it didn't really matter, because he wasn't planning to finish thing.

"Cymarron is weary, yes. the change hurts, and drains."

he gave a large feline yawn, and his shoulders slumped some in slight exhaustion. he noticed Turik, and gave a friendly wave to the large figure.

"Greetings Turik."

He grinned at Bastet's twitching, and smelling a faint scent, knew why.

"Go on after your elf. I'm sure he is taking great amusement in something you'll want to enjoy with him. Cymarron will go to his den to rest, but after that, Cymarron would like to know what the beast said or did, if you could tell him."

He moved to Turik, looking at him for a moment, before sniffing lightly.

"I hope you found what you were looking for amoung the musty books. perhaps Cymarron and Turik could look sometime if you did not."

With that he moved to the tunnel, and down into his den under the earth. it was getting more homely, as there was a large raised earthen platform that was layered in pelts of small prey like badgers, rabbits and the like for a bed, and a pit lined with stones a little to teh right of the center to use as a fireplace. it was here he went first, putting kindling in the pit, and using a piece of flint and fools gold, created a spark that he breathed into a large flame. he put willowbark into it, and some other herbs like chamoile and some lavender to give it a pleasent odor, breathing in the lightly smokey air. and plopped down on his bedding, relaxing from a most difficult trial.

she didn't move, though her tail swayed slightly, fliking at the tip.

"you are anything but a fool, Elias Murieta."

she spoke softly, but there was an edge to it, a note of finality, that was that, and don't argue it.

"and broken hearts are not permanent. that is what tape is for. "

she tipped her head to the side again, dark blue eyes watching him ceaselessly.

"did you tell her, the girl you like?"

"If it were only that easy my dear Shin, there is a reason that Shrada asked me to leave all those decades ago. I am an old man with older thoughts I was married once, I am still married, I still wear the ring around my finger." he said as he flashed the simple gold band that he still wore upon his finger, old and battered from years of use. "Besides dear Shin she is taken, she is happy no need to make her worry because I cannot control this dark heart of mines" he said with a weary smile on his face.