Cabal

Kiah "You are bold to say that Tdet, I wonder how many of you will be left after I tear your arms off?" he threatens, the entire situation putting him close to going on a rampage, even without his annoying kin pushing his limits like this.

Morwenna is about to retort but the light sound of flapping wings signals the last person's arrival... From the entrance of the cave a bat flies in and transforms into a person mid-air, them landing on their feet skillfully before looking at everyone present.

Lothaire "Good evening everyone." he says, bowing respectfully.

Roisin "About time, Kiah was about to start tearing arms off if you had arrived any later."

Kiah growls, "Lothaire, you are the youngest of us, and yet you dare keep us waiting? DO YOU SEEK DEATH!?!"

Lothaire steps back and gives placating gestures to them, "My apologies, but I'd been... Indisposed due to unforeseen circumstances... I'd only managed to escape recently, barely making it out with my life."

Phaidra "An unknown Elder attacked you?" she asks, confused at his words.

Lothaire shakes his head, "Nevermind... Let's move on to the reason for our meeting?" he changes the topic.

Kiah steps forward and looks the others challengingly, "Someone, has blocked access to our home... Where you could previously smell familiar hints there is nothing, like someone intentionally blocked the portals!" he says, his voice rising as he emotions flair.

The others present nod sadly at his words, Lothaire raising a brow at them, "What do you mean the portal's closed?"

Roisin "What does it sound like? All known places that previously linked us to our original worlds have closed, ceased to exist. Someone, or someTHING, must be responsible!"

Lothaire "But, what would we do? Scour the continent?"

Kiah shakes his head and Phaidra continues, "There is no point for us to wait any longer, any chance of returning is gone, so... We must make this place our home."

Morwenna nods, "For once I agree with you... I've had enough of those arrogant mortals waltzing around this world, pretending to be our betters while killing our less powerful kin..."

Kiah "I care not for your goals, I only wish to find the one responsible for destroying the portals and killing them." he states.

Lothaire frowns, not really sure what to make outta all of this... "I don't understand, I thought manipulating the mortals from the darkness was the preferred plan-of-action?"

Roisin nods, "It was, when we had a goal to work towards... Returning home, but with that gone there is no point being merciful towards the mortals any longer, this is now our world." he says ominously.

Lothaire "So, you'll destroy them?" he wonders, feeling that such an action would be wasteful.

Morwenna snorts, "Of course not... We'll enslave them, I don't know about the rest of you decrepit fools but I appreciate the fineries they make, dresses, wine, and blood."

Kiah "Does anyone have any disagreements with these decisions?..." he asks, but no one of the twenty speak up, "Then, it is settled. Leave and prepare your territories and kin to take control of this world, it might not measure up to our home, but it will do for now." he says, many of the vampire transforming into mist, bats, gargoyles, and other creatures to leave.

Elsewhere :

The second day of the Auction had just ended, this time the most expensive things presented were the Penis Enlargement potion, Breast Enlargement potion, and Healing potion... For some reason or another the latter was the less popular of the bunch, the fact that it could bring someone back from the brink of death didn't seem to be noted as people went crazy for the Penis and Breast Englargement potions...

Ciaran was sitting against Sif's fluffy belly as the giant wolf laid on its side at the back of the Auction House, she heaves a sigh as she closes the book she was reading... It was a comic book based on some kind of "Dark Knight", it was interesting to read but she didn't believe that anything within it was realistic... Although, it is unfortunate speech bubbles containing *BAM!* or *THUD!* didn't appear whenever she hit someone.

Sif lets out a deep groaning sound, Ciaran rubbing his belly to placate him for now, "I know you want to return and play with the Unicorns, but we've got a job to do until then... Just bear with it and I'll treat you to some food if you're a good boy."

"Lady, who are you talking to?" a voice asks from nearby... Looking around she could spot a child peeking around the wall of the Auction House building, she quickly puts her mask back on to prevent them from seeing her face.

Ciaran "Children shouldn't be wandering around on property that doesn't belong to them." she states, the child looking slightly intimidated due to her mask.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to..." they apologise, not seeming to be here for anything malicious.

Ciaran sighs, "Then, leave and don't do it again, for your sake."

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Ciaran "Why're you still here?" she asks in irritation.

"You look like my mum... Are you my auntie?" they ask, stepping out into the open and revealing their tattered outfit, silver-blonde hair, and hazel eyes.

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Ciaran "No, we aren't related in any way... Haven't you been told not to speak to strangers? You might get kidnapped." she says ominously, hoping to scare them away.

"Nu-uh, I can tell if someone's bad or not." they say, crossing their arms and arrogantly raising their head.

Ciaran "Oh? And how do you know I'm not bad?"

The child looks at her, seemingly through her mask and into her eyes... "...No one who looks like Mum can be bad!" they say with a smile.

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Ciaran shakes her head and does a shooing gesture at them, "Look, I don't want to play and I don't care if I look like your mother, go away."