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Short Prologue....
Since Brutus's flight, Janus has been catering to the needs of his identical twin girls somewhere in a remote area in Southeastern Aeraph. Fifteen years have been rather generous to the twin vixens, though, considering the were already near grown after 8 months from birth.
Sabine is blessed with undeniable stubborness and the power to know exactly the powers of any being she comes within sight of, including their full magnitude and capability. She has grown to be very wary of her father, simply for the fact that when she uses her power on him, she cannot gauge or pinpoint any of his abilities. Unknown to anyone, including herself, if and when she Falls from being an /\rch, Sabine will have the unique ability to "borrow" (steal) powers from others by having sex with them. (i.e. Every time she climaxes another little part of that person's soul is...borrowed, until she returns it.)
Sabine's sister, Carcera, has grown up to be one of the most curious creatures in her area. She has nearly run away from the abode numerous times, and it is thanks to random acts that Carcera has not made her full escape. She is gifted heavily in the "divine" aspects of the body and spirit, able to mend nearly any wound and cause immense pleasure with only a caress. If and when she Falls, her lustful abilities will be amplified, able to simply breathe on someone's neck and cause utter orgasm.
All that being said, the twins are apparently no /\ngels...at least not for long...no thanks to their father. He has kept them in seclusion and hid them from the world because he had no idea what else to do. Fifteen years later, of course, he is nearly sick of it all, and even though his understanding of the world and understanding of his power has exponentially grown, he still has no idea how fatherhood works, or what use it is, just that he loves his daughters and would do anything for them except let them leave. They have grown as sick of it as he has, longing for other experiences and...male figures...than their dad. Thankfully for him, a call from the North finally draws his attention just enough to shake the monotony from his world, drawing the Dark Pheonix Clan back into the throes of the Fyrestorm...
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Since his flight from the battle betwixt his mother Seneschal and the |)ark /\ngel Naomi, Brutus has been nearly all alone. For the first five years of his existence, he was alone and filled with only hatred and rage. However, a short run-in with the Death Knight Kael ceased his aimless wandering, and a few years of mentoring took place. A shared vision between the fledgling Half Dark Pheonix and the teacher Kael caused the Death Knight to withdraw from his tuteledge, simply because that future was a cataclysmic one at the very least. Kael disappeared from Brutus's life in his seventh year of life, and since then Brutus has taken the physical training and power adaptation taught by Kael and ran with it.
Brutus currently resides in a large city on Aeraph's western coast, and for the past three years has been cultivating the theives' guild and underground there into his personal army. Within a year his elaborate scheme for the underground he is nurturing to rise up and remove every official in the city will come to fruition, and in two years he had plans to have full control over the metropolis and its sprawling farmlands.
Fortunately for him, one of his information men has, in the past day or so, given him news that a battle of titanic proportions had broken out, taken place, and ended all in a matter of hours some way away. He brushed it off, until he heard it was between the D'Monista |)ark /\ngels and the other Clans. Something about the name pulled him in such a way that he dismissed the messenger and the rest of his advisors, and sat in an empty room and brooded for hours.
Brutus's path is yet to be unveiled, but given that he has his father's mortal power of prophecy flowing within him, and most of his father's power over fire and shadow at his disposal, he is bound to get a visit from a powerful elder in the near future.
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Sorry this is so late, I was feeling the no muy bueno last night. :(
Ian
Since Brutus's flight, Janus has been catering to the needs of his identical twin girls somewhere in a remote area in Southeastern Aeraph. Fifteen years have been rather generous to the twin vixens, though, considering the were already near grown after 8 months from birth.
Sabine is blessed with undeniable stubborness and the power to know exactly the powers of any being she comes within sight of, including their full magnitude and capability. She has grown to be very wary of her father, simply for the fact that when she uses her power on him, she cannot gauge or pinpoint any of his abilities. Unknown to anyone, including herself, if and when she Falls from being an /\rch, Sabine will have the unique ability to "borrow" (steal) powers from others by having sex with them. (i.e. Every time she climaxes another little part of that person's soul is...borrowed, until she returns it.)
Sabine's sister, Carcera, has grown up to be one of the most curious creatures in her area. She has nearly run away from the abode numerous times, and it is thanks to random acts that Carcera has not made her full escape. She is gifted heavily in the "divine" aspects of the body and spirit, able to mend nearly any wound and cause immense pleasure with only a caress. If and when she Falls, her lustful abilities will be amplified, able to simply breathe on someone's neck and cause utter orgasm.
All that being said, the twins are apparently no /\ngels...at least not for long...no thanks to their father. He has kept them in seclusion and hid them from the world because he had no idea what else to do. Fifteen years later, of course, he is nearly sick of it all, and even though his understanding of the world and understanding of his power has exponentially grown, he still has no idea how fatherhood works, or what use it is, just that he loves his daughters and would do anything for them except let them leave. They have grown as sick of it as he has, longing for other experiences and...male figures...than their dad. Thankfully for him, a call from the North finally draws his attention just enough to shake the monotony from his world, drawing the Dark Pheonix Clan back into the throes of the Fyrestorm...
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Since his flight from the battle betwixt his mother Seneschal and the |)ark /\ngel Naomi, Brutus has been nearly all alone. For the first five years of his existence, he was alone and filled with only hatred and rage. However, a short run-in with the Death Knight Kael ceased his aimless wandering, and a few years of mentoring took place. A shared vision between the fledgling Half Dark Pheonix and the teacher Kael caused the Death Knight to withdraw from his tuteledge, simply because that future was a cataclysmic one at the very least. Kael disappeared from Brutus's life in his seventh year of life, and since then Brutus has taken the physical training and power adaptation taught by Kael and ran with it.
Brutus currently resides in a large city on Aeraph's western coast, and for the past three years has been cultivating the theives' guild and underground there into his personal army. Within a year his elaborate scheme for the underground he is nurturing to rise up and remove every official in the city will come to fruition, and in two years he had plans to have full control over the metropolis and its sprawling farmlands.
Fortunately for him, one of his information men has, in the past day or so, given him news that a battle of titanic proportions had broken out, taken place, and ended all in a matter of hours some way away. He brushed it off, until he heard it was between the D'Monista |)ark /\ngels and the other Clans. Something about the name pulled him in such a way that he dismissed the messenger and the rest of his advisors, and sat in an empty room and brooded for hours.
Brutus's path is yet to be unveiled, but given that he has his father's mortal power of prophecy flowing within him, and most of his father's power over fire and shadow at his disposal, he is bound to get a visit from a powerful elder in the near future.
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Sorry this is so late, I was feeling the no muy bueno last night. :(
Ian