*Sen awoke to the sounds of the forest. He stepped of the branch where he had been sleeping, and dropped silently to the forest floor. The dreams were increasing, day by day now. He was getting closer to his destination; closer to the beginning. Yet he felt something amiss. The forest was quieter than usual; there was a malice in the forest, and he did not know when or if it would strike...*

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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Melachor sat in his tower with a bored face, since the experiments had stopped he had been quite bored all tough there were a lot of books to read and information to absorb. His current resident was house that was actually inside a tree and a part of the tree, it was a magnifecent one until Melachor`s work had made it more grim. Melachor had some servants around there somewhere, but these creature`s usually hid in the shadows and left Melachor alone unless he asked them to do something.

Melachor walked out to a small window or a hole looking out to the forest, there was something bothering him and he knew that someone was after him so pehaps he should confort this intruder.

After a while Melachor stood in the shadows of a tree inspecting the black armoured man realising who he was.

Sen...

Melachor walked to another tree and began speaking from the shadows as he leaned on his staff.

"And what brings you here Sen?"

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

*Sen heard the voice, and quickly looked around. He did not take his swords out; not yet. He replied cautiosly, his eyes piercing the shadows.*
I come to find what was lost.
*Aha. There.*
It seems that you know me, or at least of me, yet I do not have a name to match the voice. Who might you be, so far from any civilization?

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Melachor smiled.

"We have actually met or don`t you know? Oh but wait... I am sorry I forgot that you were frozen in that training space of yours with Neracelc until I pulled him out... does it ring any bells? It should....but welcome to this little forest that I inhabbit along with few other creatures...."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

*Sen smiled, but his eyes grew cold. Still, he did not draw his swords.*
I see. So you are the Melachor that put Adastrae through that test, and this is your abode. Well then, I shall leave you be. I do not want to be in conflict with you, and you do not want to be in one with me. So I shall continue on my journey.
*Sen stopped, and turned his head slightly.*
Oh yes, wish Neracelc well for me.

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OH Oo man this sounds interresting!I want to join well only if you want me too!)

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Melachor coughed and shaked his head.

"And might I ask what you are doing around here? and for your information Neracelc isn`t my puppet no longer..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Deawen stood under a great tree she was holding something in her hands then it was gone she moved her arm in a fluid motion then the orange-ish red object appeared it grew larger and became more distictive it was fire!(pyro! 8) ) Deawen stopped and sat down listening to what was around her. there was no sounds it was silent "odd.." she thought then she got up and started to explore her surroundings. as shw wandered she heard voices they grew louder with each step. she saw who was talking an old friend of hers Sen and and someone she did not reconise. Deawen sat where she was and listened.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

*Sen smiled slightly. He was right in his suspicions, he just needed to confirm...*
I am looking for something, something that was lost long ago. I travel to the ruins of an ancient city nearby. What I am looking for, however, I have no intention of telling you.

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Melachor crossed his arms on his chest with a smile leaving the staff to lean on a tree.

"Ah yes... those.. I have actually been there for a while, but I haven`t found anything that really might have interested me or been of greater use to me.... but sure keep it to your own information, but let me ask you a question... what do you think I am? Surely you hate evil and want to banish it forever, but you don`t seem to take me for evil all tough you took Neracelc for granted... why?"

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

*Sen turned to face Melachor again.*
Do not be fooled, Melachor; it is not the absence of hatred. I hate you and what you do with every fibre of your being. Yet I do not wish to light the candle to the powder; not yet. I must do something first, and then, if you want conflict, or one of your "tests", I will be happy to oblige. Yet I must warn you this; you do not know me, and do not know what I can do. I assume this is where you thrust your dagger that day?
*And with that Sen shifted aside his armor, to reveal a cut in his tunic. Yet below the tunic, there was no wound, not even a scar, even though the knife went in deep not to long ago...*

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Melachor laughed a cold laugh that he had laughed for the last hundred years of his life.

"I don`t take the road of violence Sen... I am an intellectuel... I don`t want to hurt you, but perhaps you give me some interest and sure you must hate me because you think I am evil...which I am not... I am not good in that case, but I do what I want, but I never take sides and violence is the last path I take... but if you are up for a little test then answer this small riddle...

Who makes it, has no need of it.
Who buys it, has no use for it.
Who uses it can neither see nor feel it.

what is it?"

Melachor waited the answer with a smile on his face.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

*Sen spoke, but as he did, he turned away again.*
I have no time for your riddles, Melachor. Yet if you must know, the answer is a coffin. Now here is a riddle for you:

Darkness, but not evil.
Stormhead without rain or wind or thunder.
Past forgotten, present known, future remembered.

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Melachor suddenly shrugged and smiled.

"Neither do I... so go along... I have... an old friend to catch up with or should I say her relative..."

Melachor disappeared into the shadows.

(I haven`t really heard that one and I don`t have time to ponder now....)

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(OOC: That's why I put it in there... Are we going to have more to this, or will you just let me walk away?)

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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(OOC:I think i know what it is! can i answer it can I huh? please please please!?)

Deawen listened to the riddles carefully she smiled at Sen's she thought she knew that answer she had heard it from one of the Dragon Tears a long time ago When the Dragon Tears were strong, "storm" she whispered she did not catch the last part of the others words she just waited for him to leave so she could talk to Sen.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home