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"Ein, get in the fucking boat." Ilse meant well, she really did, but he did wonder if she actually understood. The mass of Anirians was rolling forward. Dreadlords, Guardsmen, mercenaries all slowly pulled closer and close to the shore. They were a mass of roiling power. Some throwing arrows...

The Stalwart Dawn "Look, it's not that I think this whole thing is a waste of time." Ein said, arguing with one Lieutenant Ilse Albrecht. "It's just a bit overkill." He glanced over towards Archon Arkai, only to see if she was listening. In his experience the woman had always had terrifyingly...

A shrug rolled over his shoulders. "Who knows." It would have been a lie to say he wasn't curious himself. Some of the Old Proctors were powerful, some of the newer ones too. There was always an inkling in the back of his head, a small push that shouted for him to just try. It would have been...

Ein looked down at her in disgust. "I'll make sure your Proctors teach you your place." His boot raised, and then he slammed it down on Trix's face. Not hard enough to kill her, no flames to scorch her skill, but just enough to knock her into unconsciousness. He wasn't fool enough to kill her...

He could hear the shift in her tone, the flatness and quiet despair that lay within it. The Dreadlord knew why. It wasn't hard to follow what had been going on with the Noble Lady. Certainly not after she had made her request back at the Hotel. Ein looked at Aisling for a moment, then glanced...

Ein glanced at the Initiate, looking at the strange claws piercing from his skin. He let a second pass, a brief moment. Trix spoke, her words vague, but Ein was smart enough to decipher them. He watched her, and a fury set into his chest. Lips thinned, anger rising in him. Is this was the...

Ein felt something snap. Patience. It withered away in an instant, lips thinning as both Jax and Trix spoke out against him. Was this was the Revolution had brought? Disobedience, insubordination? He was so tired of it. So very fucking tired. Ein's shoulders squared. "Maybe you don't...

The wings that had sprouted from his back slowly flowed back into his flesh, leaving only small scorch marks on his clothes. His shoulders rolled for a moment, hand coming up to rub at his neck as Aisling stumbled and drew herself back up. A small smile flickered over his features, watching as...

He decided to ignore Zael. Getting into a pissing contest with the little tyke wouldn’t benefit him right now, and besides. There was always the trip home to rub his face into the nearest puddle of mud. ”No, we’re not going anywhere.” Ein said in a slight grunt of exasperation to Jaxan. There...

Ein slowly turned towards Zael. His expression was about as neutral as could be when he simply responded. "Why would they want a worse version of me?" The Dreadlord turned back towards Trix. "Trace it’s roots." He reiterated to the female Initiate, his tone stern. The time for joking and...

Ein flew as fast as he could. His wings extended out in great beats, rushing them through the air and cutting just below the cloudline. Anyone who looked up would see them, there was no avoiding that, but at the heights he flew they would look like little more than bright wings of fire. He...

Ein nodded quickly. "Good." For just a brief moment the Dreadlord departed from the room, gathering the two remaining Anirian Knights and ordering them to stay put within the room. Both men were aghast at what had happened, but they were professionals. Taking watch over Clarissa was second...

Ein glanced at the plant with a slight frown, watching as Trix seemed to...pet it? He wasn't entirely sure what was going on there, but if she had a special relationship with this bit of foliage it was probably a good thing. It didn't take a genius to figure out that this thing was likely the...

A shrug rolled over his shoulders. ”We’ll see.” There was a path for him somewhere, Ein just wasn’t entirely sure where that would be. The new Republic wasn’t what he had wanted, but there were avenues to his desires there. He just had to seize them. It would be more difficult, perhaps take...

Ein stared down at Clarissa for a brief moment, lips thinning, then slowly stood as Aisling began to urge him onward once more. He spun on his heel, and with a brief burst of flame the clothes which had wrapped around him so ornately burnt to a crisp. Ash fell on the floor around him as he...