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Varos himself had quite the extensive dossier on Nairth, and once upon a time had a less than favorable assessment of the Spring King. If not for a certain warlock and a chance meeting, its very likely that any discussions between the two would have been a simply been nothing more but a...

Rerreno's head turned, as did Wulrens, to Varos. The dark clad brother's face soon turned into a wide smile. It wasn't the sort that invited laughter, joy, or merrymaking. Most who saw it felt an instinctual fear. It was the grin of a man born with a purpose that he was about to fulfill. A smile...

How long had it been since he simply, 'enjoyed himself,' Varos wondered. His brothers all had their duties but there was so much needed to keep the court running. What's more, his eyes and ears stretched out to the other courts, always needing to keep watch for change. But Nairth was right...

Wulren had insisted he leave. Said that he needed time to catch up to the spy-master’s work. Insisted that his plans and maps were one of the few things he would enjoy more than a raucous party. And if he needed booze, he’d raid the cellar. Varos, sent out by one brother, and dragged out by...

While he allowed his sponsor to handle the official documents and proceedings, Varos' eyes wandered over his competition, noting each banner and marking of allegiance. Of course, there were also the strings that flowed off of them, visible to his eyes only. But those came from everyone and while...

Inwardly, Varos sighed at the lack of recognition in the face of his business partner. 'Seems like we've some work to do,' he thought. Though, such plans would come later as he focused on the task at hand. Thankfully his luck did take something of a turn for the better as another rider strode...

Varos' head tilted at the fearful reaction to his deal. What's worse, they had asked him to refrain from any and all trickery. Varos was a god of secrets with myths and tales telling how he'd beaten his brothers and evils time and time again through trickery. Such a deal just wouldn't do. Why...

The Vitae lord's attention was briefly captured by the brawl breaking out nearby, and a smile graced his lips as he received a small shot of homely nostalgia. He wondered if it would be fine idea to join in, either to break up the fight, or simply find himself on the better end of it. However...

As he beheld the various competitions and celebrations, all Varos could think of, was the infernal headache that was creeping just behind his obsidian eyes. Beneath his dark robe, a black vulpine tail swished and swayed as he did his best to focus on something other than the annoying pain...

Varos, Lord of Shadows of the Vitae Court