Demons,Humans,Angels.

[Cifero Windtail]

Al read the description carefully, and twiddled his thumbs with his eyes closed. Demon... Ice control... Not normal human... Three minds... The monfolfgle sorted through all the information given, trying to piece together something on the mystery merc.

Clare cocked an eyebrow. "Al... notice how it only mentions him supposedly being aided by one demon?"

[Farewell]

Zaida sat on the bed of her room, it was dark as all the lights remained off and curtains closed on every window of the silent house. She had her hands on the side of her head, eyes closed. Opening her eyes again and  Staring plainly at the floor, no emotion what do I do I'm so lost and broken, nothing just blend in and do nothin.... Do I join the war? save them from themselves, kill them. I have no clue....

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al opened his eyes finally. "They're not being aided by a demon. They either ARE a demon, or possess abilities which make them seem like one. In that entire segment, the three voices came from one person, and there were only three voices. Even when I couldn't see them, those three voices were there. Those three voices were the spawn of the ice that kept coming my way. That may be a bit of a leap, considering how I never directly saw them generate the ice, but I get the feeling that that person isn't from this realm. She, the female voice being the one that spoke directly to me about the other voices, cannot be a normal person." He stated bluntly

[Cifero Windtail]

Al opened his eyes finally. "They're not being aided by a demon. They either ARE a demon, or possess abilities which make them seem like one. In that entire segment, the three voices came from one person, and there were only three voices. Even when I couldn't see them, those three voices were there. Those three voices were the spawn of the ice that kept coming my way. That may be a bit of a leap, considering how I never directly saw them generate the ice, but I get the feeling that that person isn't from this realm. She, the female voice being the one that spoke directly to me about the other voices, cannot be a normal person." He stated bluntly

Clare blinked, then shrugged. "Well, if you wanted answers, you probably could've asked him while he was still here," she said. "Though... the female voice seemed familar to m..." The wolf looked over at Al. "... What do you mean, 'she'?!"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al shrugged. "'She' is referring to the female voice which I heard. She was the one who questioned me about you, and also talked about the other voices. As for getting answers, I thought asking you would be a bit easier."

[Cifero Windtail]

Clare blinked and looked at Al. "... Let's not jump to conclusions," she said. "All we know for sure is that it is probably this weird guy I hear people talking about who's some demon-aided mercenary... who apparently has something to do with ice, you're now telling me." the wolf replied, leaning her face in her paws. "He said he wasn't here of his own accord... and the female voice was the one asking questions. But for what reason...?"




(... There was supposed to be a character sheet back when the person returned the knife. I must've messed up somehow, because it's not there.)


(And that is definitely not what it says in the book. o-o)

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

((Ok, to be fair, you never actually provided the contents of said book  ))


"Something to do with you apparently. The person asked about your safety and told me to 'keep her safe.' 'Her' referring to you obviously."

[Cifero Windtail]

((Ok, to be fair, you never actually provided the contents of said book  ))


"Something to do with you apparently. The person asked about your safety and told me to 'keep her safe.' 'Her' referring to you obviously."

(xp Touche. But it was just what Clare was saying. Also, I sent you a CONFIDENTIAL P.M. o-o I've decided that now is not the time to make the character sheet fully public yet for plot reasons.)


Clare nodded and sighed, leaning back. "Well, whoever she was, she seemed to be alright with the two of us watching out for each other," she said, pulling her backpack over. "However, I wouldn't mind encountering that person again... If the rumors are true, then he's in a position similar to myself... though, apparently, he can turn invisible or something, so he's having an easier time of it. But he might just be a great ally... well, they might."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al cocked an eyebrow. "Hmph. I told them what it would take, and for their sake they better hope they don't tick me off. God..." Al stood up and began walking to the kitchen. "'Watching over like a mother' as they say... Want some water or something?"

[Cifero Windtail]

Al cocked an eyebrow. "Hmph. I told them what it would take, and for their sake they better hope they don't tick me off. God..." Al stood up and began walking to the kitchen. "'Watching over like a mother' as they say... Want some water or something?"

Clare nodded, putting her notebook away. "Yes, please."


Not to far away, the figure had set up house in a small abandoned building.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al got two cups and filled them with tap water. He downed his glass and threw it in the sink before walking over to Clare and handing her a glass. "I get the feeling that this new 'friend' of ours is going to be seeing us quite a bit..."

[Rayleonarde]

After walking for a while, Ray found himself near the middle of the city, with other furs everywhere. He sighed, and moved to turn, when a figure behind him nearly made him scream. He drew his blade against the hallucination, and shouted. "What do you want?!"


"Your...life? Undeath? I don't know, we just want you gone. Too many souls are chained down by your existence, and they're willing to bleed through the eyes to get what they want."


Ray suddenly drew his blade wide, the mere force of which neatly knocked near passersby over. The hallucination had drawn his own blade, and took up his en garde stance. "Your move, young'n. 'Sides, we got others to deal with, so come on, let's get this over with." The hallucination's sword, a wicked-looking rapier, lashed out and knicked Ray's ear, neatly cutting into it. The young raccoon stumbled backwards, swinging his blade in defense. To those looking on, it seemed like Ray was fighting no-one.  But to the raccoon, it was a fight for his existence.

[Cifero Windtail]

Al got two cups and filled them with tap water. He downed his glass and threw it in the sink before walking over to Clare and handing her a glass. "I get the feeling that this new 'friend' of ours is going to be seeing us quite a bit..."

Clare took a long drink and sighed. "Something tells me he's not even going to get a choice..."




The figure, once making sure that the house was secure, removed his hat and hung it on a stray nail. The face under the hat was feline, with grey fur and a strange metallic scar under the left eye. Sighing, the figure walked over to the couch, shedding his coat so that he could use it for a blanket. "I hope you know what you're doing, Sylph," he muttered, knowing that neither she nor the other voice, Ryk, could hear him. "For all of our sakes..." Lying down, the cat draped the coat over himself... and then, to the eye of anyone who might break in, he became invisible as he slept.


(And finally, this guy's character sheet:)


Name: Zephyr Ryhpez, Ryk, and Sylph
Gender: Male, Male, Female
Species: Feline, Grey seal, Wolf
Faction: "Mercenary"
Alignment: Complicated.
Clothing: 1. Tends to wear a lot of black clothes, including a long black coat and a black hat. Other than those factors, the clothing style varies, but he tends to lean towards non-flashy, non-showy stuff.  2. A metallic, demonic-looking suit of futuristic armor (outer appearance), or a suit (inside Zephyr's head or as an illusion). 3. A demonic-looking suit of fantasy-style armor (outer appearance), or an array of different styles of clothing (inside Zephyr's head or as an illusion).

Normal(ish) weapons and equipment: One specially modified P-229 Sport that accepts any handgun ammunition, one silver stake (works on pretty much everything), anything he can pick up. Also has a baton for nonlethal confrontation. Good with ranged weapons.

Supernatural weapons and equipment:

• Serac- a grasscutter sword with an indigo sheath and grip and a light blue blade. This sword can work on most anything, but while it cannot break or be stolen from its owner, it cannot slice through brick walls or other weapons or other weird stuff like that. However, being a magical blade, it can project different variations of ice in order to confuse or temporarily disable opponents. It has two other forms as well that are activated by whispering certain things to the blade, one form being a similarly-colored chainsaw that projects ice and another that is simply a longsword for more intense combat.

• Gauntlets and boots- Zephyr almost always has these on for very specific reasons. The gauntlets are soft to the touch, but are clearly made of metal pieces, and the boots are of a similar medieval look with a dash of punk rock thrown in. Ryk and Sylph, respectively, can be projected from the gloves and the boots. This is explained further below.

Rank: He has no rank, but he is known to deal with the supernatural... him and his "associates".
[size=78%][/size]Powers: Zephyr, besides having rather impressive combat abilities, is skilled in the art of illusion; while he cannot do any grand-scale magic, he can turn himself invisible, make copies of himself that appear real, project images of what Ryk and Sylph really look like, can throw his voice or their voices, and can make exactly one person at a time subject to severe illusory confusion, using all these abilities in tandem. However, if he seriously wishes to engage someone in combat, he will fight them fairly, since it would not be fair to the other combatant. He serves, usually, more as support than as a main combatant. In addition, while he can be disabled for a time, he is unable to truly die... unless certain circumstances are met. Earth, and the known/unknown universes, are his only home. Furthermore, magics that affect the mind do not work on him... because he already has enough going on up there. He's rather decent with ranged weapons. His eyes are blue[size=78%][/size]..
In truth, while appearing human, Zephyr is the host of two demons, though he is able to keep them controlled. The first demon, Ryk, is a mystic metal demon that he battled with long ago. He has a Scottish accent and an orange aura, and his physical, non-illusory form is a strange metallic armor that is projected from the gauntlets. He can also form his armor-self around Zephyr's body and fight with Zephyr's permission. When Ryk is in control, he is able to perform feats of great strength and is a much more formidable melee combatant. However, he is slower. When he is speaking, Zephyr's left eye- which has a metallic scar under it- turns orange.
Sylph is rather new to Zephyr, having jumped into his head when her normal physical form was seemingly destroyed through a betrayal in the demon court. A former succubus, she is able to control lesser demonic creatures in the heat of battle, and can also use different types of magic. She, too, can borrow Zephyr's body on these occasions by surrounding him in armor-form; while she is faster, she is also much more fragile. When she is in control, Zephyr's right eye turns red.

(And yes, this has been okayed. o-o Is it okay that I added another weapon, Crest? I felt that he needed a simple non-lethal weapon.)

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al cocked an eyebrow. "Maybe you should get some rest, ey? With everything that is happening... This is gonna be a long few week..."

[Razuel]

'Razuel left the Inn when he awoke again, and went back to his home in the forest, but not before saying bye to the Innkeeper.'