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Benjamin Crux
An old merc whose specialty is transmutation spells and stories. Get a few rounds into him and hear a tale.
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Empyrean High Seas
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Marcus
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So begins...
Benjamin Crux's Story
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The doors to Gambit's Bar would open once more and a man wearing a dark set of clothes and a mask stepped in. The man simply began to look around just to then put his hands within his pockets and began to walk slowly through the bar.
he doors to Gambit's Bar would open once more and a man wearing a dark set of clothes and a mask stepped in. The man simply began to look around just to then put his hands within his pockets and began to walk slowly through the bar. The man in black simply began to weigh his options as he looked upon every single person within the establishment wondering what to make of the dwindling crowd.
If the entire plan was to keep from being noticed Simon sure did not know how to play at that game. The figure in the mask simply held his gaze on the young man for a bit remembering the boys face for a later time if needed. The man then simply moved over to one of the corners of the bar and pulled up a chair to sit down and continue his observations.
The man in the dark outfit and mask simply moved his gaze onto another patron just to make more mental notes of those who was watching. There were people here who did not belong to this time or place and that truly interested him.
Simon would find this his prying eyes would be met with the dark orbs from the man who was wearing the mask and in reaction the figure stood up from his chair.
The man in black began to walk towards the young boy only to then pass right by him and then out the door. He had gotten what he came for and the boys face would be known to the figure in black now.
The doors to Gambit's Bar would once again be opened and in would step a man who wore a dark outfit and a mask that covered his face entirely from view. The long figure simply looked at the two battling within the establishment only to truly wonder if things would ever change or if the random chaos of this world would truly be its undoing. Needless to say before the figure could even make his next assumption about the two he quickly recognized one of them to be a member of Patronus, or organization of Heroes in the defence of Terra, and with that things became a bit more interesting now.
The dark figure continued to watch the fight but simply raised his left foot up ever so slightly as his feet were starting to get wet. The lone figure simply continued to watch the fight but instead of standing the being brought over a chair and took a seat just to prop his legs up.
As if this was the best show of ability and prowess the lone dark figure who had taken a seat simply began to clap and laugh impressed with what he had seen as of so far. "More, I wish to see more, the both of you most have other techniques you have trained on!" The figures voice almost seemed like it was not his own, demonic in its own way but still able to be passable of that to any humans. "Spill you souls out for me ladies and gentlemen for I have found the true nature of what sits before me now." The dark figure had not spoken in some time and as he continued to sit and clap his hands together the dark orbs of his mask seemed to almost come to life.
The man continued to clap his hands together and laugh. The only thing the dark figure was wishing for now was a beer and maybe some popcorn.
The dark figure looked over to his left only to eye the thing to his left now and nod. It was very strange for him not to notice the sudden new arrival but then again this was Gambit's Bar.
A lone dark figure pushed his way through the bar doors wearing clothes that were pitched black and a mask that was accompanied by a hood. The only thing that the man seemed to carry on his person was several small pouches and two wicked looking curved tools that appeared sharp in every aspect except for the handles that were tied to the mans belt. Slowly the figure began to look around the establishment only to then make his way further on in searching for something, or someone, that might catch his attention.
The dark figure simply turned his attention over to the young man recalling the boy from before. The figure simply made his way over to the counter of the bar only to then look over the drinks that sat on the back wall as if there was some kind of purpose to his search.
A lone dark figure pushed his way through the bar doors wearing clothes that were pitched black and a mask that was accompanied by a hood. The only thing that the man seemed to carry on his person was several small pouches and two wicked looking curved tools that appeared sharp in every aspect except for the handles that were tied to the mans belt. Slowly the figure began to look around the establishment only to then make his way further on in searching for something, or someone, that might catch his attention.
What an interesting group of people. The lone dark figure simply watched at how things seemed to play out. The vilest of things in the world were still curious about the counterparts that they allowed to walk among mortal man it seemed and this lone figure was no different.
The doors to Gambit's Bar would open once again and the same lone dark figure made his way inside. It was only now that the long figure looked about the establishment only to smile beneath his mask, knowing what he seeking was present, and soon his vile plan would come to fruition. However instead of taking hold of both of his wicked knives that sat upon his belt the dark figure simply moved further into the bar allowing his gaze to fall upon each of the patrons until he reached his favorite corner of the establishment just to take his seat and watch the fireworks at play.
The setting changes from gambits-bar to Dark Woods
It was always a rather interesting night to be walking in the Dark Woods but Quello had not been out from his laboratory for some time and the alternate space between the realms could only provide so much time to hide and prepare. It was on this very night that his interests had been peeked as a group of riders in black moved through the forest as if they owned the place in search of something, or someone.
"Be quick and cunning and never stop to remorse on those who have wronged you and to what tortures you may wish upon them." The masked man spoke as he appeared to sit upon a branch above the young man who stood within the dark forest. "Take heed for we are not alone and black riders approach from the east to this very direction."
"And here they come, one by one, and with sword and shield and spell and arrow they will strike down who they seek." The masked man glanced at the undead girl with some interest but instead of fleeing from the oncoming challenge the man simply stood up upon the branch he sat upon and pointed in the oncoming direction of the enemy.
"No matter as they seek blood." The masked man pointed out just to then reach for a scroll he carried upon his side only to open it and create a portal within a seconds thought and reaching into the darkness. "They have however not taken into account one thing." The masked man spoke as he produced what appeared to be a single skull with gems in its eye sockets and an aura of undeath that would even make the most dreaded lich quiver. Suddenly the ground would quake and the riders would be nothing more than dust in the wind as their horses would keel over and die and their goods became worthless and without their luster or sheen.
To catch a single word of what the undead girl spoke was all that the masked man needed as he turned his gaze towards her just to then tighten his grasp upon the skull he now carried. "It was not that art of which I yielded against them but something just as close I assure you." The Masked man spoke only to take a step back into the shadow that the tree he was in produced only to then appear at ground level with the two. The man did not hold the dreaded skull anymore and he simply held his hands to the side and bowed as if it were a proper meeting and that they were in finer company and a warm keep to call his own.
The masked man looked up at the young man only to remove his mask and reveal his dark long hair and his cold face. "Necromancy is a tool that I use but what you saw was something more, something more I assure you." The man spoke as he then took in the two and their names. "You may call me Benjamin Crux and I assure you the pleasure is all mine."
"No, but let us just keep it at Mr. Crux, I would like to keep things short and sweet." Benjamin added only to suddenly turn his attention elsewhere as if something was distracting him. "I can show you more, interesting and gruesome sights, and give you insight on to what you need to learn in order to be stronger." Benjamin added only to then produce a small scroll from his dark outfit and handed it over to the young man and his sister. "In three days time meet me in the alleyway of Gambit's Bar."
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