Castle of Blood [Quest]

[Mephistopheles Til Alexandros]

Advocat was growing so bored with walking in this utter blackness but at the very least he was able to move off this path if he so required, but by the time the odd little floating menu showed itself to him he was already slowly working this situation through his head over and over. Though once the female figure appeared before him and began to change his focus was upon her alone as he looked the being over, the female flickered multiple times as first she looked like his dear departed mother. Her red eyes staring into him almost accusingly but to which he simply smirked and waited for the figure changed once more, to his beloved yet quite dead little sister who had a look of horror but still Advocat was not bothered for those ghost were laid to rest long ago.

No the only figure that bothered him was when the female changed to look like a past lover he had to kill least she kill him, now seeing her was a bitter sweet moment as he did indeed care for her but at the same time despised her for the betrayal. Those icy white eyes...clashing so distinctly with her tanned flesh, the woman was quite beautiful yet he knew this was merely a trick as he was there when he saw the light leave those cold frozen pools. This unenjoyable situation caused his expression to become blank as he listened to her statement and felt a slight chill down his spine, something told him these questions were more than what they appeared and that he best be careful now.

Thus he took his time as he stood there and pondered what to ask and how to word it before figuring a simple one would be a good starter, if anything would help him judge if this thing would take his statements literally or give him the answers he actually ask for. "Very well my dear, may I inquire as to what this lovely yet ever so empty place is called? I very much like to be able to at least properly reference this in my memoirs in the future..."

[Leonardo Scarborough]

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[atrb=valign, middle][atrb=class, grey][classy=text] As Leo stepped into the black abyss that lay before him he could feel every last sense being drained from his body. The black expanse that engulfed his entire person seemed to pull on his sense of smell the most, the putrid stench of dead bodies filling his nostrils. A gloved hand rose to his nose to block the smell but it was too much, like every inch and corner of the room was occupied by a dead body. In moments the scarlet haired king fell to the ground, unconscious before he even hit the floor. Blinking himself away Leo hesitantly rose from the ground, trying his best to get a good look around the room. It looked as if he had been drug to a different room. All that stood in this room was a throne, but at least he could see his way around this room. Leo gazed about the room, his eyes falling upon the throne deadest in the center of the room. Truth be told it was a throne befitting of a wealthy king…maybe he wouldn’t mind if the ruby haired man tried it out abit. He crossed the expanse of the room, taking his seat upon the massive kingly chair. It felt right being back in a throne. Thoughts of his old days as a king flooded the pirates mind. He closed his eyes, remembering his own throne room and all of it’s contents. How twelve golden support beams aligned the center of the room leading to his throne. Massive scarlet curtains hung from the ceilings and in every window. The floor was of the finest marble, an assortment of gold trimmed blood red carpets lay about all over. Those were the good days where Leo could have just anything he wanted at the snap of a finger, but they were long since gone. Reopening his eyes Leo’s jaw nearly dropped at the sight that lay out before him. Where once the room had been blank and filled with nothing but the throne what lay before him now was his old throne room exactly as he had remembered it. There didn’t seem to be any changes to the room and it was all there from the twelve golden beams that aligned the center walkway to the majestic swords that clung to every wall. This was certainly a strange occurrence. Had the man fallen asleep? What trickery is this? Leo called out across the room. Someone had to have been playing tricks on him…or maybe this was all just an illusion… [/classy]

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[LICH T. NOIR]

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