The darkness hides yet another form. The axe gleams with the fading of her light He watches as she vanishes from sight, wondering when she will lead him to the prey. Long has he followed, waiting for the day he may exact his long awaited vengence on the one she named Marius. "I shall feast upon your bones one day. " The voice echoing in the darkness, seemingly no one to hear it. Crypt pulls further into the darkness, shading...

*He remains still, leaning against an aged brick wall of a quiet alleyway.. Not even the moon's light could penetrate the darkness that shrouded him, and all of the waste about him.. Ebony tresses lightly blanket his pale face, hiding closed eyes while blackened leather hung from his powerful, yet slender body.. It is as if his very being were lifted from it's physical shell, as he can see the figures of two familliars.. both of his kin.. Marius and Talynne.. He absorbed their actions, their words.. Everything about them.. Intrigued by the mere sight of his own, even more so with Talynne.. The one of whom he had searched for restlessly, questioning the possibility of their rejoining, which now was but a question of when.. Yet it left other thoughts, such as an intriguement, a wonder of why she sought this being, this Marius.. and what of her own task.. Had she found the key?

His eyes slowly open, revealing the glow of silvery orbs.. leaving his thoughts unanswered - for the time being.*

A lone building, long abandoned and now the prey of age and neglect. An overlooked scar on a jagged stretch of back alley buildings.

This is where he watches.

The figure steps slowly from the deepest shadows, his silent steps drawing him to a nearby window. Eyes of deep violet watch the woman in the moonlight below. His stoic face, devoid of emotion or intention, follows her every movement...

This is where he watches.

First seen are his eye, 2 mere embers eminating an odyssy of fury, then the flames dace about his face. Flowing down his neck, back chest, exposing as they lick their way to his soul. His mouth plays a msichevious smile as he takes in his environment. Now, legs forming then down to his feet the flames dance till his mark is charred upon the sullen ground. He has attested the are safe and allows the passion to subside. Seeking Talynne among the mist, he senses her presence....Immediatly his arms, a bust of flame, extend and pluck her from places mortal flesh may not enter. He stands there, holding Talynne in his outstrtched arms, and finally embraces her, clearing the tension within te area. Exasperated, he can't believe he is not alone anymore, that more of him exist outside of his torment. He looks around verifying friend or foe and gives the some kinfull embrace meant only for kin.*

Far too long has my soul traveled, searching, giving up, searching again...and almost giving up forever. This new day which has arrived for us shall exist as the day of our new dawning....where our fires of heart may extend to the stars and no longer feel trapped, surrounded, or invaded...It is good to finally be where i belong