Post by Bella Dahak on Jul 12, 2020 15:20:51 GMT -5
7/12/20-[11:14:33] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... -Randal has been in a meeting with some high influencers of Vegas, including business owners, political leaders, and activates. Given the fingerprints of the Dahak Empire is found all throughout the city, it remains an important task for him to engage with various leaders. Project that run contrary to our agenda must be stopped and when at all possible should be stop without using the said energies and realms of Dahak powers. Fortunately we have allies in the city council and because of our generous donations, we are able to use the system in place to accomplish our tasks. The meeting is just about to end, but Randal has something important he brings up- “Before everyone goes, I want you to consider the development of the new state park, which as you know is up for vote next week. The proposal currently has this to be developed 3 blocks away from both Bay Industry and the Dahak Headquarters. And I understand why this has been proposed. However given the amount of sensitive material we house on our locations, I will need to make sure the city agrees to a different location.” -Randal rises form the Table and begins to walk around the table eyeing the ones who are here, Representative Johnson expresses his opinion on the matter- “Randal, you don’t run this city. Every single thing we try you seem to think your voice overpowers the will of the collective” -Randal turns back around to face him directly-
“Mr. Johnson, who do you think cleared your path to become a member of the council? Whose funds did you gladly except when you were running for office? And furthermore when we signed an agreement with the City of Vegas, bringing our Headquarters here, that public attractions centering anywhere near our property, would be a violation of our terms of agreement Mr. Johnson? And you know we provide for a large volume of working fascial for the city.”
-Mr. Johnson simply hangs his head and says- “Very well Randal, you make a good point. I will make sure they propose a different location. You have my word”
(07/12/20-[11:38:19] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
--
-|- Insert coming soon!-|-
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Sitting in the meeting room, eyes focused on nothing in particular, head back against the comforts of the chair. Eyes close as she hums a little tune. Her Mother’s soulless stealer still out there left a taste in her mouth that made her want to spit fire. Though in the moment she just relaxed. Home is where the heart is. Randal promised they would have her soon enough.
Randal had called a meeting, yet he were no where in sight when she arrived. The form fitting black lace dress danced to her thighs, while the low cut v showed nicely against her breast. Heels not of the fuck my style, low with straps snaking up the leg gave much to be seen, yet cooled in the same respect. Summer in Vegas was like an oven in a box. Leaning up when a sound caught her attention, eyes scan the surrounding. Taking a drink from the void was a sure sign she was not holding back in the home like she would walking the streets.
With little more than herself, she rises to press off towards the window. Standing by the curtain, pulling it back looking out into the light, the yard looked like any other so only on the outside. Trees and grass, iron fence. It was a hell of a sight if you were on the outside trying to peek in.
07/12/20-[11:47:04] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... -Randal looks Mr. Johnson in the eyes- “Very good then, and Mr. Johnson, don’t ever try to go there again with me. I suggest you do whatever I ask you to do. Consider it a reason for living – as it were” -Looks to everyone else and says- “Everyone is dismissed” -The butler opens the door for everyone to leave and when he does, people start leaving as instructed. Bella on the other side of it all, spared her from the other boring – mundane nature of the meeting. Once everyone leaves, he walks over to the doorway and looks you over a time or two. Watching you stand beside the Window, something Violet use to do all the time herself- “Another day another defilement” -chuckles softly and walks over to the window beside of you- “I would have invited you into the meeting, however given the nature of a couple of the attendees I figured you would have had your way with them and you Chaos tricks” -winks and then looks out the window- “How are you doing?”
07/12/20-[11:56:40] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
--
-|- Insert coming soon!-|-
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - the door opened, with it the rush of the power with in one being that could make the hairs on her neck rise with any fall. She knew it was you, your scent, your sound, your essence etched into the fibers of her being. Turning as you made your way to stand beside her. She listens, letting out a chuckle. “Oh would I have boiled them or tormented them like a mouse in a mouse trap?” she asks, then shifted on her soles to see you better. “I have been well lately. How have you been? Besides having to remind those that puppets should not play with the puppet Master?” she ask catching the wink. Her hand moves brushing along your arm before a drink appeared. “Care for some scotch on the rocks?”
(07/12/20-[12:10:24] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... -He would look back out the windows when you ask him what she would have done to them, and he would chuckle softly before saying- “well that’s an interesting question Bella, but consider Chaos is about as predicable as the weather” -shrugged his shoulders and says- “Im sure whatever you would have chosen would have fit the mood of it all” -He turns to look into your eyes, his own orbs swallows you into them, as they do anyone he would look at. His eyes shifting in color mimicking the northern lights- “yes well that’s the problem with mortal optics. It is but an illusion that they have any power. Sometimes I have to call them out on it.” -Dark talons rake across the edge of the window pane- “We pull the strings, their job is to merely act out on what we say. And should he go there again, I will use his spirit as a string on my guitar” -Nods softly and sees as you conjure up a couple of drinks- “ahh, yes the Scotch. You know I can never resist” -Truth is Samuel got him addicted to this a long time ago. And Randal passed this on to Nathaniel and pretty much any other Dahak who comes to the table. He would circle his fingers around one of the glasses before toasting- “To Chaos, and to us” -gently clings his glass into yours and then takes in a sip, allow the subtle smooth taste to trickle down- “Good stuff, must be 30 year old Scotch” -He pulls back from the window and walks over to the coach, taking a seat there and placing his drink on the end table- “I am glad to see your outlook as improved. I know Violet’ death has been hard on you. But I come to find out, Violet was not actually murdered. This Keelie Norstorm was merely an opportunistic parasite. Your mother actually had enter the Chaos Sleep” -Knowing you would understand what that means- “We will get Vengeance on Keelie soon enough.”
(07/12/20-[12:10:24] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... -He would look back out the windows when you ask him what she would have done to them, and he would chuckle softly before saying- “well that’s an interesting question Bella, but consider Chaos is about as predicable as the weather” -shrugged his shoulders and says- “Im sure whatever you would have chosen would have fit the mood of it all” -He turns to look into your eyes, his own orbs swallows you into them, as they do anyone he would look at. His eyes shifting in color mimicking the northern lights- “yes well that’s the problem with mortal optics. It is but an illusion that they have any power. Sometimes I have to call them out on it.” -Dark talons rake across the edge of the window pane- “We pull the strings, their job is to merely act out on what we say. And should he go there again, I will use his spirit as a string on my guitar” -Nods softly and sees as you conjure up a couple of drinks- “ahh, yes the Scotch. You know I can never resist” -Truth is Samuel got him addicted to this a long time ago. And Randal passed this on to Nathaniel and pretty much any other Dahak who comes to the table. He would circle his fingers around one of the glasses before toasting- “To Chaos, and to us” -gently clings his glass into yours and then takes in a sip, allow the subtle smooth taste to trickle down- “Good stuff, must be 30 year old Scotch” -He pulls back from the window and walks over to the coach, taking a seat there and placing his drink on the end table- “I am glad to see your outlook as improved. I know Violet’ death has been hard on you. But I come to find out, Violet was not actually murdered. This Keelie Norstorm was merely an opportunistic parasite. Your mother actually had enter the Chaos Sleep” -Knowing you would understand what that means- “We will get Vengeance on Keelie soon enough.”
(07/12/20-[12:38:29] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
--
-|- Insert coming soon!-|-
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - Laughter spills from her mouth as she hears your words, watching you while you spoke. “That would be true anything the moment has in store is what brings the world to chaos” she says. When you took the drink from her hand and toasted as the talon raked across the edge of the window pane, brought a shiver to run her spine. A smile plays and with it she watches you. Studying every feature from head to toe. How you moved, danced with in her embers, the light of colors soaring before to the couch she followed. Listening much more to that of what you spoke on her Mother. “So Keelie is the opportunist of a parasite. One that should still be put down. Or could she be used in our favor?” Bella said taking a sip of the scotch. “What if we quelled her powers, bring her down to a level like a Mortal being?” she asked with a raise of her brow. Torture over killing. Wow. What a shift.
07/12/20-[12:51:09] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... -He would listen to you carefully as you make a suggestion on how we could turn on her, and use her own power against her, it is an interesting idea, however we are a long way from being able to pull something like that off- “Vengeance comes in many forms. I doubt Dahak would simply be satisfied by killing her. That is such a 3rd dimensional way of looking at it, so I like your idea.” -Not only does he like your idea, but it also shows great poise on your way to be able to suggest an alternate method to killing someone- “I think we could take your idea to Nathaniel as well, he could offer his ideas on this as well. Afterall Violet was his mother as well” -Takes another sip of his scotch and then wiggles his talons into the air, opening a dimensional pocket. Inside is a scroll, very unusual in this day and time for mortals, but not for supernaturals such as ourselves. He would reach into this space and take out the scroll and then seals over the dimensional pocket. Handing it over for you to take- “This is the official write up I have for Keelie Norstrom. As you will see she has gone by several names through the years. He power level is not unmatched in our space, but its so unique that its going to be harder than you might think to mortalize her” -Taps one of his dark talons on his chin as he considers this idea more- “We would need someone who specializes in the weave to help us accomplish that. And you know My brother Drak, may be able to give us what we need to pull that off. As a Paradoxal he certainly has more knowledge in that realm”
(07/12/20-[13:12:01] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
--
-|- Insert coming soon!-|-
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - Bella sat back listening to the words you spoke. Taking it all in as if it were a new breath of life being received. She would study you, mimic you in ways sometimes. Before standing once more as she walks to the window. Staring out while the shift of the surroundings changed to a night setting, stars twinkling the sound of water edging over a creek nearby. The doors to the balcony opening with a little twist of fingers swirling. Through the doors she goes to stand. She continued to hear the sound of your voice as it carries. Before back in she steps. Moving to the table to grab her drink. Then the scroll appeared and looking it over she read while you furthered explained. “So she has many names in which hold her, she spun the fabrics, We just have to find the unbinding ones. Nate should be brought into this. Drak? How will he figure this out or see the underlining in which must be done?” she ask, raising the glass to her lips while watching you. “Time is not borrowed for us for we have all of it, Revenge is not needed now it most certainly is best served cold” she says with a wink and a grin. Something she could get behind. “torture or turning her mortal would cause more of a underlining means. For if she has all this power and simply goes to mundane it will mess with her psyche and then well insanity can be questioned.” Bella said.
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... -Randal has been in a meeting with some high influencers of Vegas, including business owners, political leaders, and activates. Given the fingerprints of the Dahak Empire is found all throughout the city, it remains an important task for him to engage with various leaders. Project that run contrary to our agenda must be stopped and when at all possible should be stop without using the said energies and realms of Dahak powers. Fortunately we have allies in the city council and because of our generous donations, we are able to use the system in place to accomplish our tasks. The meeting is just about to end, but Randal has something important he brings up- “Before everyone goes, I want you to consider the development of the new state park, which as you know is up for vote next week. The proposal currently has this to be developed 3 blocks away from both Bay Industry and the Dahak Headquarters. And I understand why this has been proposed. However given the amount of sensitive material we house on our locations, I will need to make sure the city agrees to a different location.” -Randal rises form the Table and begins to walk around the table eyeing the ones who are here, Representative Johnson expresses his opinion on the matter- “Randal, you don’t run this city. Every single thing we try you seem to think your voice overpowers the will of the collective” -Randal turns back around to face him directly-
“Mr. Johnson, who do you think cleared your path to become a member of the council? Whose funds did you gladly except when you were running for office? And furthermore when we signed an agreement with the City of Vegas, bringing our Headquarters here, that public attractions centering anywhere near our property, would be a violation of our terms of agreement Mr. Johnson? And you know we provide for a large volume of working fascial for the city.”
-Mr. Johnson simply hangs his head and says- “Very well Randal, you make a good point. I will make sure they propose a different location. You have my word”
(07/12/20-[11:38:19] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
--
-|- Insert coming soon!-|-
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Sitting in the meeting room, eyes focused on nothing in particular, head back against the comforts of the chair. Eyes close as she hums a little tune. Her Mother’s soulless stealer still out there left a taste in her mouth that made her want to spit fire. Though in the moment she just relaxed. Home is where the heart is. Randal promised they would have her soon enough.
Randal had called a meeting, yet he were no where in sight when she arrived. The form fitting black lace dress danced to her thighs, while the low cut v showed nicely against her breast. Heels not of the fuck my style, low with straps snaking up the leg gave much to be seen, yet cooled in the same respect. Summer in Vegas was like an oven in a box. Leaning up when a sound caught her attention, eyes scan the surrounding. Taking a drink from the void was a sure sign she was not holding back in the home like she would walking the streets.
With little more than herself, she rises to press off towards the window. Standing by the curtain, pulling it back looking out into the light, the yard looked like any other so only on the outside. Trees and grass, iron fence. It was a hell of a sight if you were on the outside trying to peek in.
07/12/20-[11:47:04] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... -Randal looks Mr. Johnson in the eyes- “Very good then, and Mr. Johnson, don’t ever try to go there again with me. I suggest you do whatever I ask you to do. Consider it a reason for living – as it were” -Looks to everyone else and says- “Everyone is dismissed” -The butler opens the door for everyone to leave and when he does, people start leaving as instructed. Bella on the other side of it all, spared her from the other boring – mundane nature of the meeting. Once everyone leaves, he walks over to the doorway and looks you over a time or two. Watching you stand beside the Window, something Violet use to do all the time herself- “Another day another defilement” -chuckles softly and walks over to the window beside of you- “I would have invited you into the meeting, however given the nature of a couple of the attendees I figured you would have had your way with them and you Chaos tricks” -winks and then looks out the window- “How are you doing?”
07/12/20-[11:56:40] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
--
-|- Insert coming soon!-|-
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - the door opened, with it the rush of the power with in one being that could make the hairs on her neck rise with any fall. She knew it was you, your scent, your sound, your essence etched into the fibers of her being. Turning as you made your way to stand beside her. She listens, letting out a chuckle. “Oh would I have boiled them or tormented them like a mouse in a mouse trap?” she asks, then shifted on her soles to see you better. “I have been well lately. How have you been? Besides having to remind those that puppets should not play with the puppet Master?” she ask catching the wink. Her hand moves brushing along your arm before a drink appeared. “Care for some scotch on the rocks?”
(07/12/20-[12:10:24] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... -He would look back out the windows when you ask him what she would have done to them, and he would chuckle softly before saying- “well that’s an interesting question Bella, but consider Chaos is about as predicable as the weather” -shrugged his shoulders and says- “Im sure whatever you would have chosen would have fit the mood of it all” -He turns to look into your eyes, his own orbs swallows you into them, as they do anyone he would look at. His eyes shifting in color mimicking the northern lights- “yes well that’s the problem with mortal optics. It is but an illusion that they have any power. Sometimes I have to call them out on it.” -Dark talons rake across the edge of the window pane- “We pull the strings, their job is to merely act out on what we say. And should he go there again, I will use his spirit as a string on my guitar” -Nods softly and sees as you conjure up a couple of drinks- “ahh, yes the Scotch. You know I can never resist” -Truth is Samuel got him addicted to this a long time ago. And Randal passed this on to Nathaniel and pretty much any other Dahak who comes to the table. He would circle his fingers around one of the glasses before toasting- “To Chaos, and to us” -gently clings his glass into yours and then takes in a sip, allow the subtle smooth taste to trickle down- “Good stuff, must be 30 year old Scotch” -He pulls back from the window and walks over to the coach, taking a seat there and placing his drink on the end table- “I am glad to see your outlook as improved. I know Violet’ death has been hard on you. But I come to find out, Violet was not actually murdered. This Keelie Norstorm was merely an opportunistic parasite. Your mother actually had enter the Chaos Sleep” -Knowing you would understand what that means- “We will get Vengeance on Keelie soon enough.”
(07/12/20-[12:10:24] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... -He would look back out the windows when you ask him what she would have done to them, and he would chuckle softly before saying- “well that’s an interesting question Bella, but consider Chaos is about as predicable as the weather” -shrugged his shoulders and says- “Im sure whatever you would have chosen would have fit the mood of it all” -He turns to look into your eyes, his own orbs swallows you into them, as they do anyone he would look at. His eyes shifting in color mimicking the northern lights- “yes well that’s the problem with mortal optics. It is but an illusion that they have any power. Sometimes I have to call them out on it.” -Dark talons rake across the edge of the window pane- “We pull the strings, their job is to merely act out on what we say. And should he go there again, I will use his spirit as a string on my guitar” -Nods softly and sees as you conjure up a couple of drinks- “ahh, yes the Scotch. You know I can never resist” -Truth is Samuel got him addicted to this a long time ago. And Randal passed this on to Nathaniel and pretty much any other Dahak who comes to the table. He would circle his fingers around one of the glasses before toasting- “To Chaos, and to us” -gently clings his glass into yours and then takes in a sip, allow the subtle smooth taste to trickle down- “Good stuff, must be 30 year old Scotch” -He pulls back from the window and walks over to the coach, taking a seat there and placing his drink on the end table- “I am glad to see your outlook as improved. I know Violet’ death has been hard on you. But I come to find out, Violet was not actually murdered. This Keelie Norstorm was merely an opportunistic parasite. Your mother actually had enter the Chaos Sleep” -Knowing you would understand what that means- “We will get Vengeance on Keelie soon enough.”
(07/12/20-[12:38:29] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
--
-|- Insert coming soon!-|-
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - Laughter spills from her mouth as she hears your words, watching you while you spoke. “That would be true anything the moment has in store is what brings the world to chaos” she says. When you took the drink from her hand and toasted as the talon raked across the edge of the window pane, brought a shiver to run her spine. A smile plays and with it she watches you. Studying every feature from head to toe. How you moved, danced with in her embers, the light of colors soaring before to the couch she followed. Listening much more to that of what you spoke on her Mother. “So Keelie is the opportunist of a parasite. One that should still be put down. Or could she be used in our favor?” Bella said taking a sip of the scotch. “What if we quelled her powers, bring her down to a level like a Mortal being?” she asked with a raise of her brow. Torture over killing. Wow. What a shift.
07/12/20-[12:51:09] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... -He would listen to you carefully as you make a suggestion on how we could turn on her, and use her own power against her, it is an interesting idea, however we are a long way from being able to pull something like that off- “Vengeance comes in many forms. I doubt Dahak would simply be satisfied by killing her. That is such a 3rd dimensional way of looking at it, so I like your idea.” -Not only does he like your idea, but it also shows great poise on your way to be able to suggest an alternate method to killing someone- “I think we could take your idea to Nathaniel as well, he could offer his ideas on this as well. Afterall Violet was his mother as well” -Takes another sip of his scotch and then wiggles his talons into the air, opening a dimensional pocket. Inside is a scroll, very unusual in this day and time for mortals, but not for supernaturals such as ourselves. He would reach into this space and take out the scroll and then seals over the dimensional pocket. Handing it over for you to take- “This is the official write up I have for Keelie Norstrom. As you will see she has gone by several names through the years. He power level is not unmatched in our space, but its so unique that its going to be harder than you might think to mortalize her” -Taps one of his dark talons on his chin as he considers this idea more- “We would need someone who specializes in the weave to help us accomplish that. And you know My brother Drak, may be able to give us what we need to pull that off. As a Paradoxal he certainly has more knowledge in that realm”
(07/12/20-[13:12:01] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
--
-|- Insert coming soon!-|-
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - Bella sat back listening to the words you spoke. Taking it all in as if it were a new breath of life being received. She would study you, mimic you in ways sometimes. Before standing once more as she walks to the window. Staring out while the shift of the surroundings changed to a night setting, stars twinkling the sound of water edging over a creek nearby. The doors to the balcony opening with a little twist of fingers swirling. Through the doors she goes to stand. She continued to hear the sound of your voice as it carries. Before back in she steps. Moving to the table to grab her drink. Then the scroll appeared and looking it over she read while you furthered explained. “So she has many names in which hold her, she spun the fabrics, We just have to find the unbinding ones. Nate should be brought into this. Drak? How will he figure this out or see the underlining in which must be done?” she ask, raising the glass to her lips while watching you. “Time is not borrowed for us for we have all of it, Revenge is not needed now it most certainly is best served cold” she says with a wink and a grin. Something she could get behind. “torture or turning her mortal would cause more of a underlining means. For if she has all this power and simply goes to mundane it will mess with her psyche and then well insanity can be questioned.” Bella said.