THE PARTY

[RayginX]

Raygin stepped back."Alright, I will give you the one that you cant die and your wings are real. But you could be a demon." He said.  

[RayginX]

"I thought.....you were a spirit. And I am curious with the supernatural." Raygin said looking away, blushing alittle from embarrassment. He crossed his arms and looked down at her long and hard.  

[MatCauthom]

::Sensing the fight growing near Warren shut off his arcane vision and closed his eyes. He began to chant in an ancient tongue, one whos very beginning started specifically for the arcane arts. A small magic circle appeared around his feet, slowly growing in size. It pulsated with a dark light, one that seemed to absorb any actual light that touched it. The circle suddenly stopped growing once he felt it would be large enough. The size alone told people around him that this was going to be one hell of summon, and that a matter of control would be an issue. He had felt an unnatural soul burst, which was why he was making preparation now. He knew this new foe would be easy to defeat, for Warren truly had no soul. Or at least it was locked away on another plane of existence.::  

[RayginX]

Raygin turned as three men with guns appeared. The opened fire at them and Raygin raised his arms and a slab of stone rose and defended him. He pushed the slab and the stone smashed into the men.  

[RayginX]

Some more men bust through the walls. Raygin grabbed Genevieve's hand and leapt out the window with her. He landed on the ground and started running with her behind him

ooc: lol to courtyard  

[cyborgmartian88XD]

-ryu jumped into the party hall just to find everyone gone. the place was in shambles- well at least there's no blood or anything i suppose that's a good sign -he then jumped out the window and raced to the courtyard to continue his patrol to make sure everyone was ok-

(to the courtyard)  

[MatCauthom]

::The circle Warren was standing in erupted into a pillar of black flame. The air in the surrounding area became thick with a miasma of malice and hatred. The flames began to spiral, rising quickly to the ceiling, twisting to create the form of a swamp dragon. The dragon curled around Warren who seemed unharmed by the flames and unphased by the dragon. He let out a roar, leaping to a spot right in front of him. It compiled, reforming itself into something entirely new. When the flames had dissipated all that stood in the circle was Warren and someone new. As he stood it was evident this person was around the height of 6’3’’. He wore obsidian black armor with ornate gold trimming. The gauntlets and boots resembled the clawed appendages of a dragon. The helm of this armor looked as though it might actually be the skull of a black dragon with lower jaw removed. His emerald eyes shone through the eye sockets of the skull helm. His mouth curved into a wicked smile as he quickly observed his situation. After only looking around for a little bit he spoke:: Excellent. You need not speak Warren, I know why I am here and why I have been brought back. I will help you since you brought me back just to do what I love most. Let’s have some fun shall we?  

[MatCauthom]

::Warren gave a small smirk. While it was hard to maintain a control on his summon he was holding fine. In a sense he had given this man just what he had wanted, so there was no reason to get involved in a brawl:: Come friend Mortemus, let us depart for the bar. I am sure hell has been unforgiving when it comes to the ale.

((exit Warren and Mortemus for the bar))