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Iori[Chronos] Senior Member
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 | Subject Post 1 Subject: Coveting Strength(Thara/Mat) Sat Feb 13, 2021 3:28 pm | |
| SCIONESS OF AVARICE
THARA
Thara sat within her castle, somewhat listlessly reading away at the pages of a mythological tale. It wasn't particularly a long one. It was the tale of Icarus. The tale of a father who crafted wax wings for his son Icarus, in hopes that he would fly and escape. His son had flew too high and the sun spelt his end.
It felt like a cautionary tale. One that cautioned that if you flew too high above your station, you'd ultimately fall haplessly to a grim fate. Thara sighed softly as she closed the book and rose up from her bed.
She snapped her fingers as a few familiars dressed her body. She stretched her arms as she prepared herself to exit this castle. An act she hadn't done often. Exiting through the castle's doors, she roamed the Vicara Plane for what felt like her first time.
She rarely ever stepped outside of her home but due to recent events that could no longer be ignored... Thara felt the need to finally do something that went against her usual way of life. She was tired of being weak. She despised the thought of looking like a helpless fool or a mouse to be toyed around with. Thara took a deep breath as she exhaled. Word of a particular demon's legend had been surfacing around.
His legend was one of central interest to Thara but she didn't know the directions to where he resides. She would travel and ask for directions. She'd seek him out and learn of who he was. Anything was better than sitting around in a castle all day. Exiting from her castle, she roamed around the realm of the Danavas, aiming to find the man she sought.
Coding Altered From: [THEFROST]'s __________________ 
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 | Subject Post 2 Subject: Re: Coveting Strength(Thara/Mat) Sat Feb 13, 2021 5:52 pm | |
|  The Devil You Know The journey to his manor would not be a difficult one, nor hard to find truthfully. For as she made her intentions known in the world to seek out the Patriach, it was almost like a gravitational pull that called to her. Despite never having been there she could easily know the direction, the winds themselves whispering to her. Fragments of ancient demonic tongue which only the eldest of demons may know, for as she walked through the Nation of Thoughts the intoxicating presence of The Patriarch reached out to her. By the time she arrived, she would feel the innate effects of being in his proximity. Her innate demonic desires bubbling inside of her, beckoning her to follow them. Every step serving to further ignite that fire which may be inside of her. All that remained for her to do was to reach out towards the door, and knock. The outside of it a restrained, yet well kept appearance which lacked all the flair that younger demons oh so loved. But it was clear that what she desired, what she craved, was behind the door. END POST | The Patriarch |
|  | | Iori[Chronos] Senior Member
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 | Subject Post 3 Subject: Re: Coveting Strength(Thara/Mat) Sun Feb 14, 2021 1:53 pm | |
| SCIONESS OF AVARICE
THARA
Thara felt a tinge - no, a shiver of intoxication within her veins as she listened to the words guiding her along with the Nation of Thoughts. It was as if her body had suddenly been filled with the craving to pursue her goal stronger than she did when she rose from the bed. It was like a pulse of energy that called out to her, luring her towards its origin.
It was almost as if the man she sought was guiding her towards his home. By the time she even noticed, she was inches away from his door, staring at the house before her. Thara tilted her head as though dumbfounded, for she now stood before her desired location. The Home of the Patriarch.
She craved strength. She desired power. She knew that above all else, she wanted to truly live up to her existence as a concept of greed.
Thara placed her hands around the doorknob, turning the door, as she entered the house. What would she see behind those doors?
Coding Altered From: [THEFROST]'s __________________ 
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 | Subject Post 4 Subject: Re: Coveting Strength(Thara/Mat) Mon Feb 15, 2021 12:59 pm | |
|  The Devil You Know When she opened the doors to his lair, there was a rush of power. An intoxication more potent then the strongest drugs one may acquire on earth. Furthermore, the house held an almost regal but restrained appearance, a long purple carpet which led to a staircase. The area opening into a lobby which seemed to hold various artifacts of different cultures, couches and tables adorning the room. It seemed the owner of the house was a man of taste if not a collector of artifacts. However, the man she searched for would be lounging on a couch. The purple and white toga he wore lazily drapped around him, whilest he held a goblet. As he tilted the cup filled with some type of deep red liquid towards his mouth, drinking deep of it, before slowly lowering it. A pleased hum escaping his as his head turned to look upon the intruder upon his domain. Both of his eyes possessing blackened sclera, and crimson irises. A soft glow to them as he spoke. "I felt the call of a young demon." His voice was that of honey, silky smooth despite the baritone behind it. A dry humor to his voice as he observed the woman. For her however, his presence seemed to reach out to her placing at ease. Or rather it would provided she choose not to resist or possessed sufficient will to deny his presence. As he lowered the goblet to place fully on the table in front of him, his gazed focused utterly on her. "So tell me, young demon, why you have so sought The Devourer."
END POST | The Patriarch |
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 | Subject Post 5 Subject: Re: Coveting Strength(Thara/Mat) Wed Feb 17, 2021 9:16 am | |
| SCIONESS OF AVARICE
THARA Walking through the manor of the patriarch, Thara found herself drawn in by the nigh regal appearance of the furniture. Heading into the lobby, her eyes found themselves spellbound by the artifacts from various cultures of the world. It nearly reminded her of the decorations at her own home, albeit his held a certain type of humility and class. Admittedly, hers was overtly opulent, as was befitting an existence of avarice. The covetous demon touched one of the artifacts out of curiosity before once more feeling an elusive yet intoxicating allure, encouraging her to seek out it's origin. Thara felt that ever familiar presence, turning to the man lounging on his couch. His aura was unlike any other demon she had met so far within the realm of Vicara. It lacked the imposing nature of a demon who wished to strike fear. His was a calming embrace that attracted one to the source. Most would perhaps feel offended at a random demon entering their home without permission but he seemed to take it in stride. Was this what he desired? Had he been the one guiding her to his home? Was it a trap? Would she die? Steeling herself from the thought momentarily, she would approach him, gazing into those arcane eyes. She was wavering within his presence, her will hardly resisting his pull. Still, if nothing else her eyes were resolute. "I have sought you out, devourer, because I desire strength. From the mental realm to the physical realm, I wish to step into the glory of my existence as a Danava of Avarice." Coding Altered From: [THEFROST]'s __________________  |
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 | Subject Post 6 Subject: Re: Coveting Strength(Thara/Mat) Wed Feb 17, 2021 5:39 pm | |
|  The Devil You Know A bark of laughter erupted from the ancient demon, his roaring voice growing in tone and volume until it filled the halls. In this moment it seemed his voice bounced upon the walls, surrounding and embracing her in it's demonic warmth. It seemed he was amused by what she said, or perhaps the boldness to step direcrtly into the jaws of the beast. The young demons where always the most fun to play with, to observe, and see their growth in real time. The Danava of Avarice. What a curious little bird she was. "Tell me, demoness, have you ever heard this saying." The deep rolling voice of his spoke, his head leaning back in his chair as he allowed his tongue to flick out to the side. Unnaturally long as it sought to lick up a droplet which hung at the corner of his mouth. His eyes not even on her, as he stared at the ceiling. "Gratitude looks to the Past and love to the Present; fear, avarice, lust, and ambition look ahead.” He'd quote the saying, something he quite enjoyed before finally turning his heavy gaze upon her. "What a beautiful thing you are, a young demon whom has cast aside all reason and thought to chase their ambitions. I love it!" His voice roared with another laugh which seemed to penetrate into the world, seeking to worm it's way into her very core. As the air it's self seemed to shake from his laugh. "What is your name, so I may take note of it? Speak it loudly, and clearly, with all the passion you can muster. Yell it! Put it into this world! Speak!"The world almost seemed to distort around his words, as he lifted the goblet to his lips once more drinking deep of the crimson liquid. Before holding it out to her, waiting for her reply. END POST | The Patriarch |
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