Midnight Arrival (Open to Midnight characters)

Between the Humans and the Noth was a landscape dominated by cliffs and mountain passes in which sat the Tower of Korv, a Noth outpost where the necromancer Korv kept watch for an unlikely assault by a unified human army. It was a small post, the humans were not united enough to combine armies, let alone fool enough to march through the dangerous passes to reach the massive fortress of Akvitch that barred the way into the tainted Noth territories that encompass much of the northern lands of Aurela.

The token force that remained with Korv was hardly the most disciplined bunch, much of the time the Vampire, Trien, was arguing with Korv over who actually held the highest rank in the watch. Meanwhile, the few skeletal and zombified undead who served under them sat around rotting and stinking up the area just outside the tower while playing dice using human toe and finger bones in some sort of screwed up form of gambling where they bet entrails from whatever living creature - person or animal - that they'd managed to kill that day.

A figure slipped quietly past their outer defences, they were so unused to anything of interest happening they were unmanned, this was the easiest infiltration you could imagine and he knew it. Coming across the entrance to the tower he found only one of the undead standing guard, her back was turned and she seemed to be chewing on a hunk of flesh with an air of triumph about her. He slipped up behind her without a sound and then raised his hand, a blade coming from up his sleeve above his hand and piercing her back, giving off a white glow as it struck.

She didn't have a chance to react or even be surprised before she burst to ashes, her blackened skeleton falling to the ground along with the half-eaten slab of flesh she'd been digging into. Drawing back the hood, Seth looked down at the skeleton and lowered his hand, the blade he'd produced vanished back up his sleeve. Footsteps cut through the air behind him and he turned, his father was walking toward him with a cigarette hanging lazily from the corner of his mouth, a small plume of smoke exhaling from his nostrils as he came to a full stop.

"It's clear," Seth said, looking past Isaan toward the opening portals that produced the two hundred and some inquisitors of Midnight.

"Clear out the tower and check out the grounds, I want this place cleared of Noth's filth." Isaan ordered, staring up at the tower. "We'll need to rename this place, I don't want some necromancer's name on my new tower."

"What about Midnight Tower?" Seth suggested, face deadpan with with eyes that suggested he wasn't trying to be taken seriously.

"It'll do." Isaan replied, plucking the cigarette from his mouth and flicking it onto the ground before crushing it under his foot.

Seth gave him a look as he walked past him into the tower, a moment later the sounds of screeching came from inside, followed by loud clattering that made Seth cringe a little bit just imagining what was happening to those undead in there. Shaking his head, he moved to give orders to the arriving inquisitors, this place would be a decent base of operations once it was cleared of the disgusting smell of decaying flesh and all of the necromancy was purged from the area. The tower overlooked a cliff, magical means being the only way up onto the cliff-side, making it a naturally defensive position and well hidden.

"Where the hell are Rainak and Liandri?" He asked an inquisitor stepping out of the portal, who just shook their head with a slight shrug and kept walking.

Seth sighed, "Wonderful."

"You guys took your time."

Liandri smiled sweetly from a beam near top of the tower, she lay so that her arms and legs hung off the beam lazily, rocking them back and forth so that she could feel the air through her fingers. Her white cat walked up and down her back with a sense of knowing, if he was a human he'd probably rather arrogant. She adjusted her eye patch briefly before switching positions on the beam, Miso sitting in her lap.

"Here. I don't like the smell."

She grinned this time and pushed a couple of bodies from the beam with a single finger, the bodies themselves breaking into pieces as they thud to the floor below her. Liandri begins to run her fingers through Miso's long white fur, stopping to check his eye patch was also on straight. Liandri giggled as she looked at the cat, then turned her attention to watch Isaan with the other inquisitors.

"My apologies for it not being much of a welcome party, I would have baked a feast otherwise. The smelly ones crashed it though."

Cold, light-violet eyes surveyed the tower, flitting about with rather odd mannerisms, seeming as though they suffered from something, something that caused the involuntary rapid movements of pupils. The man's extremely pale complexion seemed to almost glow in the dull light of the once-Noth outpost; expression being in a complete neutral and apathetic state as he regarded the scene, the ash piles and the dead bodies of the... dead bodies. Left arm raised slightly to roll itself in the shoulder socket, creating a loud cracking sound.

Rainak pushed his way past the Inquisitors surrounding the portal, and those still pouring out. His head shifted upwards to Liandri and the beam she seated herself on. Shaking his head slowly, more to himself, at her giggling, girly mannerisms, the steel stare fitting onto her feline familiar for a short while, before his head lowered itself once again. Cocking it to the side much in the same way a feral animal would, he steadied his rapid eye-movements onto the faint figure of Seth'ryal off in the distance, inquiring the flooding units of the two High-Inquisitor's where-about's.

Making his way over, a light metallic 'clink' could be heard beneath his cloth, Inquisitors outfit, a sign of the very fine, light metal plating to which the cloth was sewn to - a light, strong substance, similar to Titanium. He stopped in a rather casual manner as he reaches Seth'ryal; creating a rather odd mixture of both his bored and rather teenage-like mannerisms, and that of his blank and emotionless expression, face completely neutral aside from his usual, somewhat superior, smirk - this, again, causing an odd conflict of his character.

"Seth," he spoke out with a nonchalant tone, as if he had little care for the current happenings. "Where's your father?"

His eyes began to flit once more as he awaited an answer, scanning the surrounding Inquisitor's, their mannerisms, equipment and the like, seeming to be judging them singularly, though swiftly, his pupils constantly on the move. Fingers tapped at the hilts of the daggers the lay in sheathes crossed along his lower back, resting just above his rear - the stance caused by this seeming somewhat militaristic, even with his slouched form. The blades obviously used in place of trousers pockets, something to keep his hands occupied - this, again, displaying his somehow teenage mannerisms.

A slim, short figure made its way through the growing crowd of Inquisitors, his ebony cane making a rhythmic clicking noise on the ground in time with his steps as he followed several paces behind Rainak. Altieran looked around, taking in the sights and, regretfully, the smells of the place. He sniffed then covered his nose with a silken handerkchief taken from the breast pocket of his finely tailored suit. Pointing with the diamond handle of his cane towards the tower, he quickly spies a fleeing Noth scout, who falls dead with a slight crunch then a hiss as its decaying flesh melts and turns to ash after being engulfed in pale green flames. Nodding to himself in satisfaction, he makes his way over to stand with Rainak and Seth'rayal, looking up quickly to regard Liandri and her cat.

"Yeah, where is Sissy? He's not off in a mood again because Liandri didn't bake him a cake for the journey, is he? I keep telling him that he'll end up getting fat if he keeps eating so much, but does he listen? Noooo."

Altieran quickly pats his brow with his handkerchief before returning it to save his nose from the stench of the place.

"Oh, and somebody do SOMETHING about the smell already."

Lilly scratches idly at her back, the spell making her wings invisible was not entirely comfortable, as she steps from the portal. She takes a look at the tower then moves off looking not at the tower but the area around it. It wasn't ideal but it wasn't horrible either. She quickly starts making notes of good places to post look outs and scanning equipment. staying away from the tower for now as she really didn't like the smell. She starts writing on a note pad with a map of the area on it smiling to her self. Once done she flits up to the top of one of the trees next to the tower to watch the goings on and get a better view.

Quietly, Isaan regarded the bodies that thud in pieces to the floor, manipulating the elements about them to burn them to ashes, not wanting to add to the already heinous smell sullying the tower that was to be their home for the duration of their stay. He went on to proceed upstairs, pulling one of the two handguns holstered on the back of his belt, raising it when the vampire Trien came charging from a room just off the main stairway in an attempt to use her unnatural speed to get the jump on him.

Isaan was unimpressed and sent a bullet through her chest, white light sparking from the wound for a moment as Trien looked confused, then screeched in agony while exploding into a rush of ashes that coated the immediate area. He paused to brush ash from his sleeve, then proceeded upstairs to the very top floor where Korv waited, the sound of fighting downstairs had left him running around trying to figure out what to do - he was so used to nothing happening he was completely unprepared for this eventuality.

Meanwhile, out the front Seth is co-ordinating the inquisitor patrols and the clean up of the Noth taint from the area, gathering up the bodies that hadn't been turned to ash by their supernatural weaponry and burning them in a large pile. When Rainak finally arrives, Seth nodded toward the tower in response to his father's whereabouts, about to say something but interrupted by the arrival of Altieran. Dressed in typical dapper fashion and walking with that diamond handled cane of his, Seth couldn't help but roll his eyes and give an amused shake of his head.

"The smell's being dealt with," he said, smirking. "Sorry if it's affecting your delicate nostrils, I'm sure we can run you a hot bubble bath if it'll help."

Before there would be any chance for anyone to respond, there's the sound of a window smashing above them and a cry of surprise, followed by the skinny form of Korv in his black robes falling to the ground with a nasty thud and the sound of snapping bones. Seth cringed a little at the snapping sound, looking up at the broken window where the silhouette of Isaan was seen only briefly before disappearing back inside, a moment later there was a noticable flash of bright light from the top of the tower followed by a shockwave that engulfed the tower grounds and left the inquisitors untouched but obliterated the undead taint.

Seth inhaled sharply through his nose, the disgusting smell now vacant from the area. "Much better."

Liandri frowned and pouted at Isaan, using her swift speed she appears instantly next to him (to anybody that is mortal), this time petting her cat Miso that sat upon her head.

"I thought it would have been more entertaining than that."

She continued to pout as she brushed down her school-girl like attire, the dust floating around her as she leaned in closer towards Isaan, one hand reaching for the wrist of his shirt so she can cling onto it like a lost child. During this she makes no attempt whatsoever to the newcomers within the walls, focusing her attention on Isaan and keeping an eye on the enemies that may surround them.

"Are you okay Isaan?"

She looked up at him and lifted her eye patch, smiling widely. Miso begun purring instantly as she did this, also looking at Isaan. Her bright red and green eyes sparkled beautifully in the light of the broken window, complimenting her pale and frail-looking complexion. She shook her head briefly and plucked Miso from the top of her head, tutting loudly before setting him on the floor, her eye patch flicking back onto her eye with a loud elasticated sound

Miso trotted off happily towards Seth, stopping briefly to wash a spot on his chest and sat proudly in front of Seth, a few paces gap between them.

The man's head bobbed once, swiftly, as Seth'ryal made an inclination with his head, in the direction of the tower - which Rainak took to assume as an answer to his question. Turning on the spot, he went to take a step forwards, hands removing from the hilts of his blades and replacing themselves at his side. A curious, snow white eyebrow raised at the words that drifted from Altieran's mouth; head turning itself in almost a one-eighty degree motion to fix his stare onto the man.

"..." He... didn't say. The silence somewhat speaking for itself, however.

The usual, 'better' smirk that always curled his lips warped into a much more amused one at Altieran's wording of referring to Isaan as 'Sissy'. 'Brow still elevated upwards, his lips parted only slightly as if he were to retort, before Seth'ryal spoke up in reply. Lips still parted, they emitted out a low snicker, before his head slowly turned forwards once more; resuming his walking towards the given direction.

He was stopped short, however, by the body that crashed down from the uppermost window. Times like these his rapid eye movements did indeed come in handy, following the figure crashing down 'frame by frame' until his eventual connection with the ground and then the loud snap; causing Rainak's lips to curl slightly more, mouth parting slightly more to show a grin, one based off pure, base, sadistic pleasure. Keeping eyes locked on the dead figure for a while before eventually moving himself forwards again. Taking a long inhale in through his nose, cherishing the clean smell - though the previous stench of death didn't seem to bother him once more.

Letting out a heavy sigh of pleasure at the now clean air, he pushes his way past the ongoing crowd of Inquisitor's still, raising up his right arm and sending his palm crashing violently into the back of the head of one, whom didn't seem to understand the polite mannerisms of an, excuse me. Eventually passing the underlings, he made his way at the insides of the tower, proceeding his way up the - presumably - spiraled staircase; the previous offending right arm raising up, placing his hand to his upper back - at his right shoulder blade - his fingers curled inwards to begin to scratch, in a bored manner, as he made his way up the flights and through the already-cleared rooms.

Upon reaching Isaan's location, he stopped himself just inside of the doorway, hands going to his back again. Slouching once more, he tapped his fingers gently, repeatedly, and somewhat to a tune, onto the hilts of his daggers. His head leaned forwards, before pulling back up, in a short nod, offered in the direction of the duo. Stare fixing on the woman for a few seconds, before it flitted to Isaan, fixing itself onto the one location. His thin lips curled upwards, from their neutral location, to offer a sly smirk into the Grand Inquisitor's direction.

"You fucking suck," he spoke out in the most deadpan way he could, expression remaining at a total blank aside from the small smirk which was being offered to Isaan. "I'd have had this place cleared out, like," the thumb and middle finger of his right hand released the dagger hilt briefly to click together sharply, "that."

Altieran immediately removed his silk handkerchief from his nose as the foul smell of the undead was cleared from the area, taking in a deep lungful of air as he did so. "Ah, that's much better. Can finally think straight again. All that stench was starting to make me feel wooz-" he said, before being cut off mid sentence by the falling necromancer. He gave an exaggerated yelp of surprise, jumping and holding his arms over his head, "THE SKY IS FALLING! RUN!" he yelled, trying to frighten the younger, less experienced inquisitors for a laugh. As he looked around to see the fruits of his labours, he sighed and dropped his arms back to his side, straightening out his well tailored suit and adjusting his neck-tie with a slight cough as he noticed nobody had been sporting enough to go along with his sense of humour.

As he realised the others had begun filing into the tower, Altieran teleported with a flash of green light to join Isaan and the others already assembled. After a quick glance around the room, seemingly satisfied with its size and decor, he simply said "Dibs."

You know if you really wanted to scare then you should come up with something more inventive then falling sky."Lilly calls down breathing in the fresh air jumps down from her tree she hovers a bit off he ground so shes the same height as Seth and hands him her notes from the grounds " Here my initial recommendations. Ill have better ones when i take a good look around the place. *"she smiles at him then scratches her back again. " Do i have to keep the spell on even when were here its uncomfortable. " They had had the conversation before But she didn't think it hurt to ask now that they where here. she notices the cat sitting in front of Seth and chuckles a little"Hello Miso " she greets the cat She never could under stand Seth's hatred of the besast

"It was just a scouting party, I don't see why you expected to be entertaining there." He replied, clearing off Korv's desk which was covered in some kind of necromantic research that Isaan really didn't care about - but Melaus might back in Underworld's library.

Isaan's eyes turned down toward Liandri when he felt her grasp the wrist of his shirt, a smile immediately springing to his face and his free hand giving her a light and affectionate pat on the head. Her question made him sieze up briefly, that was difficult to answer considering what was going through his head, the events of last time he had been on Aurela still haunted him everytime he closed his eyes. So, Isaan rarely closed them, he never lay down to rest and kept himself busy with work to ensure he didn't have time to sit down and dwell.

But for Liandri he offered a reassuring smile and a nod, "I'll be alright, Liandri."

Seth stood there glaring down at Miso when he came over to sit proudly in front of him, that cat was the bane of his existence and had been ever since he'd been young, always causing some kind of trouble that seemed utterly impossible for the feline to perform and so Seth would have the blame palmed onto him. He narrowed his eyes a little, their staring contest continuing while everyone else filed into the tower, giving them both a wide berth out of experience of the two doing this kind of thing.

Meanwhile, back in the tower Isaan had finished clearing the large top floor room of all of the things he didn't want in it, then opened the door to peer inside at the large and fairly luxurious bedroom which was untouched in terms of its taint - possibly because the undead didn't need to sleep and thus hadn't ventured into any of the tower bedrooms. He turned his head when Rainak up the stairs into the large study, closing the door and turning to face him properly with a smirk at his cocky remarks about clearing the tower out more quickly.

"There'd be no work for anyone else if I did everything the Godly way," he said, a fang flashing into view when his smirk turned to a grin. "But I'd happily give you an example of my obviously immense powers if you need one."

While they bantered, Altieran appeared in the room in a flash of green light and called dibs, at which point Isaan walked to the end of the room and kicked the desk aside, flopping into the wooden chair behind it and crossing his legs. The chair itself was quite ornate, like a Lord's throne, carved out of fine wood and obviously meant to make Korv feel more important than he was. Isaan, however, didn't seem to approve and shifted in it for a while before picking it up and throwing it directly at Altieran.

"Here, you can have that chair." He offered, then summoned a very comfortable looking sofa which he slumped upon, laying across it with his head on one arm of the chair and his crossed feet on the other. "Oh, by the way, dibs refused."

His eyes turned to Rainak. "Get the other unit commanders up here, I need to give everyone their assignment."

Outside again, Seth and Miso's staring contest was interrupted by Lilly coming to hand him the report she'd taken from her bird's eye view of the area. Taking it he nodded, then looked at her back when she complained about the spell to hide her wings, shaking his head 'no' while he looked at the report.

"You can show your wings here, you only need to hide them in public." He said, then watched her when she greeted Miso. "Don't encourage him."

"Because it's you, and you are always very creative in the way that you rid of people, Isaan-sama." She smiled sweetly in reply to Isaan's initial remark.

Liandri kept a wide smile as Isaan travelled across the building, instead of following him Liandri found a high point that could observe all the rooms and jumped to sit herself down. She touched the half-burned candles next to her, just about managing to light them. Her now large shadow cast across the floor of the building, casting one over Miso and Seth as she peered at the two curiously.

Despite feeling warm at Isaan's remark, Liandri continued to sit and ponder, feeling something was wrong with the situation. She kicked her legs out in thought momentarily, despite Isaan telling her that he was okay, she could feel a heavy weight in her heart that slightly dampened the mood she was previously in. She shook her head to herself, Isaan would suspect something was up if she didn't have a bright smile on her face as she usually would around his presence, she patted down her clothes again and settled comfortably on the beam.

Rainak tilted his head to the side at the reply, in a manner of curiosity. The, only faint, smirk still deforming his lips, he parted them briefly to emit out a low snickers. Head slowly shaking, it then returned back to it's previous upright, normal angle.

”Immense, perhaps,” His left eye shut rather swiftly, winking coyly at Isaan. ”By no means superior. You see, your personality lets you down; being a massive dick and all.”

His amused expression remained briefly after the reply, before returning to it's neutral and, frankly, intimidating – to those not of a hardened nature, at least – state. Gaze turned to regard Altieran as he appeared, raising up and rolling around once in their sockets, at the comment of 'calling dibs'; flicking to Isaan again, he merely watched the proceeding events with a passive behaviour, watching the chair as it flew through the air in Altieran's direction – unless stopped, of course.

Stare quickly snapped back to Isaan, however, as he was being addressed. Giving a short bow of his head, as a nod, he turned swiftly on his heel, departing the room once more in his slouched and lazy manner, fingers still drumming and tapping onto the hilts of his daggers – only releasing them briefly to open the door. He left it open as he stepped outside.

His voice bellowed out as he stood on the 'landing', giving an order for the rest of the unit's commander – first ranks, presumably – to make their way to the study room. Nodding afterwards, as a few would begin making their way up the staircase, he turned back into the room. Leaving the door open again, stepping to the side and staring intently at the doorway.

It's always fun to glare menacingly at them as they enter, to watch them try to avert their gaze from his own – or, it was fun to him, at least.

Without skipping a beat, Altieran threw his cane into the air as the chair came hurtling towards him, jumping up and resting one foot on the seat of the chair, the other on the top of chair's back rest, stopping the chair dead on the spot in doing so. He reaches out a hand to catch his cane as it comes back down, then quickly hops down to sit on the chair back-to-front, resting his cane on the ground and leaning on the chair's back with his head tilted to the side, an eyebrow raised.
"And the point in that was?....I was just kidding, you know. Figured you'd have this room, Sissy, considering you like to be on top." he winked slyly at this, "I'll find a room later."

Altieran sat up slightly in his seat, adjusting his jacket before leaning against the chair's back again as he took out a silver case and flicked it open, taking out a cigarette and lighting it with a flick of his finger. He sat in silence (for a change) a while as they waited for the rest of the squad commanders to arrive, taking his time as he enjoyed his first cigarette on Aurella. When at last the final commander made their way into the room, he looked to Isaan expectantly, waiting on his orders.

Lilly looks between the cat and Seth and suppresses a giggle she had of course heard the stores of the cat ."You have got to stop letting him bully you. " She flutters up and kisses his cheekIll see you up stairs have fun with the cat* She zips up the stairs rolling her eyes as Raniak glares. Do you always have to do that? Couldn't you change it up a bit maybe try smiling i'm sure that would be much scarier." Flits over to a chair and sits on the back of it her wings folding behind her back as she waits to see whats going on.

"It's always necessary to throw chairs at you, Alti-nate." He replied, laying across his couch comfortably with his arms now folded under his head too.

While they awaited the arrival of the unit leaders and Seth, he quietly stared at the ceiling in an attempt to get his thoughts in order, so many things about this incursion weighed heavily on his mind. But despite his heavy thinking he couldn't help but spare a chuckle at the glares being given out by Rainak for everyone who stepped through the door, unfortunately for Rainak at this point the glares were a common behavioural pattern and so most of the unit leaders returned it by rolling their eyes or pulling a face right back.

"Ha, you're not scary anymore." He said, a huge grin flashing fangs over at Rainak.

Seth, meanwhile, had managed to step around Miso by shifting along the wall and then proceeded upstairs to join the meeting. The moment he came in however, Miso appeared again and sat right there next to him, giving him a brief look as if to tell Seth he could never escape. Isaan remained where he was, shifting a look between his son and the cat, then offered his daughter-in-law and apologetic smirk and sat up to address everyone who was gathered.

"Everything that needs doing now must be done quickly," he began, rising to his feet and moving to the window that faced in the direction of Noth lands, you could see the Noth citadel in the distance looming threateningly at the end of the mountain path. "I'm splitting you all into separate task forces, unit one will remain with me."

Unit one's leader was a grumpy looking middle-aged man with black patch over one eye, looking like a grizzled old soldier or something, he nodded and then seemed to stop paying attention because his orders wouldn't be coming yet if he was to remain under Isaan's command.

"Rainak, you're going to be responsible for tracking down the people on this list." He raised his hand, holding a list that wasn't previously there so that that Rainak could take it. "You'll be taking units two and three, once you find them you're to keep your distance and observe. If danger should find them, I expect you to ensure their survival, if any one of them dies our plans here end."

He shifted his weight and turned toward them all again, looking up at Liandri laying across the support beam over their heads. "Liandri, you're responsible for security here at the tower, I'm putting units four and five under your command."

Finally he turned and looked out the window again and pointed directly at the Noth citadel in the distance, Seth was the only High Inquisitor left and it was fairly obvious what his task was going to be. "Seth, the remaining four units are currently assigned to you so that you can remove that eyesore from my view. Once it's done come back here for reassignment."

Seth looked at the citadel in the distance and nodded, "I'll get rid of it."

OOC: Lilly and Altieran, you two can decide which unit you're in charge of excluding unit one as I have plans for the leader of that one. Whichever one you pick will basically decide which of the three assignments you go on. Oh and feel free to play the other unit leaders everyone, they're NPCs anyway.

"Aye aye Cap'n!" She grinned and leaped down from her beam in front of units four and five, pacing around them as she studied them all, her right hand stroking the bottom of her chin. The units themselves looked slightly confused at the fact a little girl was in charge of their lives.

"Unit four, you'll be on watch around the perimeter of this building, decide amongst yourselves who takes what shifts, and if you can't decide yourselves, then I'll forcefully have you do your duties with your underwear on your head. And if you don't wear underwear then I will have you shape shifted into cats to get punted by Seth."

Throughout her speech she looked serious, cracking a smile at the end and having to cover her mouth before nearly rolling on the floor in laughter. She continued pacing around, tapping her lips thoughtfully, this time maintaining a straight face.

"Unit five, I want you to clear this place out, then I'll have you scouting the perimeter of the area for anything we may have missed, oh and don't you dare come back dead, I don't want the horrible smell coming back while I'm cleaning this place up. Dismissed."

It was slightly unbelievable that Liandri could order two full units of men around like this, and without any hesitation they all nodded, following her orders. She clapped her hands together then let out a big sigh, Miso now cuddling up to her legs and purring.

"We never get to do anything interesting Miso, I know." She pouted and sat next to him, watching Isaan in the room intently.

He snorted in response to Isaan's 'taunting', turning himself on his heel to face him with a light grin deforming his lips. A low chuckle was emitted, as well as offering, yet again, a wink in his direction. His gaze having removed from the Inquisitor's now.

"Perhaps," was his response, fingers stopping their tapping to grip the hilts of the daggers now, not hard, merely curling his fingers about them. "Or perhaps I just need to start cutting their tongues out again. Oddly enough, I miss the insubordination. Now I have to wait until we've got some idiotic prisoner for me to get my kicks."

He sighs out, shoulders raising in a shrug, giving his last wording out before Isaan spoke: "Shit happens."

He nods as his orders were dishes out, immediately spiraling down the stairs to where the rest of the units were, leaders of Two and Three in tow behind him. Upon sight of their unit leaders, they pretty much guessed the rest, making their way over to the respective leaders and Rainak, standing ready. Rainak raised the list he'd snatched from Isaan's grasp, reading down it slowly and giving off the odd nod and mumble beneath his breath.

"Right," he snapped his fingers, two identical sheets appearing and hovering before the two leaders. "I want two 'light' Inquisitors from you, espionage agents and the like, and four 'muscle'. One 'light' from each unit, and two 'muscle' from each unit. They needn't be your best."

And in no time, he'd have the requested units by his side, nodding the the leaders.

"Now split your units into two squads. Go with whichever you see would be the weakest of the two," he waits until the four squads are before him, made of Two and Three, not including his own six men. "Right, I'll take the first name," with that, he points to the four squads, from left to right, assigning them the other names in order of two to five.

"Go," would be his simple commanded growl as each of the four squads would begin flitting out, in the direction of their charges, to observe and guard them from any possible dangers. He nods to his six men, the seven of them then proceeding to flit off into the direction of the location listed, where they'd find 'Number One'. Himself slightly infront of the 'pack', his movements being a blur even to some Immortals.

The young inquisitor swooned as Altieran tore off his shirt, revealing his sculpted chest and abs. The cold rain lashed against his bare flesh and sent droplets of water running down his body, leading the young man's eyes exactly where Altieran wanted them. Grinning, he slowly unbuttoned his tight denim jeans, revealing his throb-

Altieran snorted loudly as he was snapped from his dream as his head hit against the hard stone wall. "Ow...uh, yeah! Right-o, Boss-san. I'll get right on that!" He practically yelled as he stood up sharply, picking up his cane from the ground on the way to his feet. He stood with a slight smirk on his face, as if he believed (or was trying to convince himself) that nobody noticed he had fallen asleep, before he slowly slid through the gathering to stand at Seth's side in order to whisper in his ear, asking him what his assignment was while blushing ashamedely.

Lilly'anna flutters over to hover next to Seth and looks at Alteran with a snicker. " Hmm maybe stand just a little bit away from my husband while you're in heat? " she says with a cheeky grin. then looks back to Seth " Want me to send my unit to scout the place first or are we just going to charge in?" she was not that thrilled to be assigned demolition duties but, orders where orders.

A light flashed outside the tower followed by a loud crash and the yells of several assembled inquisitors. The soft scrape of drawing weapons drifted up to the room, followed by a scuffle and a maniacal giggle. This went on for a few moments before the laugh suddenly stopped, replaced with a rather shrill voice which could not be made out. Shortly thereafter, a rather disturbed and nervous looking inquisitor appeared at the door of the room.
"Erm....sir? It's....Jowan, sir....he's here."

He didn't get another word out before a hunched figure dressed in loose, dark red robes pushed him aside, marching into the room and rubbing his hands.
"Yesyes silly Inquenchabler, the boss monsters know who we are. We were invited see! not by the bossmonsters, nono, they forgot about us, silly things. No, She told me to come, she promised I was invited! Yesye- not now Dear, Jowy is working.."
He clapped his hands excitedly and walked straight to the window, apparently looking in the direction of the citadel.
"Oooh! We see a coffin. No..not like a coffin, more like a dead antihill. Or that piece of moldy cheese when you leave it at the back of the fridge too long. Teeming with parasites, yes..."
He began to giggle insanely again. "Yeeees, and we know what happened to parasites. they get BURNED! Burny burny!" He grinned and held up his hands, sparks flying from them.

Suddenly, he span round and ran over to Isaan, crouching down beside his table and looking up at him pleadingly.
"Pleeaaase deathly prince? Let us stay and help? let us burn something?!"

The voice stirred in Jowan's mind ringing out clear as day in his head.

"Silly Jowan... should know better than to play with fire... remember the last time? We had to wear a wig for months..."

The tone of the voice suddenly changed to a more seductive tone. "...Ask him for an Ice Cream. so that we might give them all brain freeze!"

Seth raised a hand in front of Altieran's face to push him away when he got a little too close. It wasn't that it made him uncomfortable, but any closer and he might well have been able to feel that obvious bulge in his uncle's trousers pressing against him.

"Get that erection away from me." He said, just after his wife had already warned Altieran about standing so close to him while aroused. "You're with our group, we're assaulting that."

He gave an exaggerated nod in the direction of the Noth citadel through the window, followed by another toward Lilly'anna in regards to her request to scout ahead. Her unit were the best scouts in Midnight, that may not be a true fact but it was one Seth would defend to the end of time. Not just because the unit leader was his wife, but because the unit was filled with his former students, all of whom had graduated with flying colours and Seth was damn proud of them.

"Let's go slay us some undead, shall we?" He smirked, heading toward with the unit leaders assigned to him and expecting Altieran to follow of course. His orders would be given outside, on the way out he passed a nervous looking inquisitor, but the staircase he took down the tower meant he didn't see Jowan coming up the other one.

In the room, Isaan gave the same nervous inquisitor a brief glance. Only a few things could make an inquisitor nervous and he knew exactly which one of those things it was this time, not a moment after he'd come to the conclusion did Jowan come marching into the room in his typically mad fashion. A grin immediately sprang to Isaan's face, along with a rolling of his eyes, he had tried to keep this assignment from Jowan on purpose but he should have known the strange old devil would find a way.

"Jowan, you aren't supposed to be here." He said, though he didn't looke remotely peeved by his presence. When Jowan crouched beside his table and gave him a pleading look, Isaan let out a defeated sigh and nodded. "Alright, alright. You can come with me, an extra unit won't hurt."

"Shush! All of you shush, I didn't hear him! And no dearest, no ice cream. It goes all melty. Remember the last time? We had to lick it off the floor" He made a rather disgusted expression. "All the blood got mixed in too. Yuck...no, nasty eyescream!" He frantically waved at some invisible being to his side before looking back to Isaan, apparently having missed the fact he'd just received permission to stay.

"But! You see my lord Isaabelle, we are supposed to be here! We have an invitation!" He started rummaging around in his robe, very nearly pulling it off at one point before producing a rather crumpled and slightly singed scrap of paper, which was also completely blank. "You see!" He cleared his throat before lifting the paper to his covered eyes and reciting;
"To whom it may concern, and several it probably doesn't- I hearby certify that the delightful and devilishly handsome Jowan be summoned, accompanied of course by his wonderful, intelligent, se-" he trailed off, mouthing silently to himself and slowly turning rather red in the face. "Who wrote that?! Dear i've told you before, you really mustn't talk like that when we're on official business..."

He quickly stashed the paper away, looking rather embarrassed. "Ahem! Yes! Anyway! This proves that we- hang on, you said we could stay didn't you." He paused for a moment then grinned like a child and started clapping his hands.
"Wonderful! We shall begin at once Isaambard! Direct us to the nearest candle that requires burning!"
This latest news would likely be causing something of a stir amidst the Inquisitors whom would be under his command; In many ways, his reputation preceded him. Many of them had heard the story of the ice cream, and the poor sod who'd been ordered to clean up after it.