Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140617030930/@comment-11588669-20140701033656

"Damn...of course he cheated death...it wouldn't have been quite as simple as him staying dead, now would it?" Echion cursed under his breath. He could still feel the lingering taint of necromancy and dark magic. It was stronger in one specific direction, but he couldn't track well enough for this. It wasn't his field of trade. That was reserved for a ranger or rogue, not a warrior. Especially not one like him, who was at home in the thick of combat. He could hunt...but he needed help.

He needed an elf.

Sighing, Echion made his way back to the villiage. Crossing his arms, he leaned against a tree.

"I don't suppose any of you elves would help me plan and execute a preemptive strike on those intruding in your forest, would you?"

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The shade nearly glowered at the demoness, but relinquished Crystal to her. He was powerful, but not powerful enough to contend with a Succubus. Especially not one of this one's caliber. She was a prominent heiress to a well known coven...one that wasn't to be trifled with. She could beat him, and there was little he could do about it.

"I want her back later." He snarled. "I have unfinished business, and she's my price."