Darren Darglore
The excitement left his eyes, his words were blunt, to the point, and straight forward.
"I am sure my brother wishes revenge 'pon my flesh for what I've done, or perhaps he thanks me for putting him out of his insanity but you are right, my story does lack some more minor details..."
Looking back towards the floor, he followed the crevice, the cracks, the outline of this taverns craftsmanship until he got to the one thing that it all paled in comparison too, the perfection of the female body, Novelly Skyefyre.
"What you don't know is that your the reason my brother is dead, your the reason he went insane. He left the side of Gargauth to be with you, and with out The Hidden Lord to guide him he lost his...sense of direction so he came to the one place he remembered...his home."
Once more his eyes lowered, the smell of blood Novelly so keenly picked up on was lost to him. And yet he could still feel the blood on his hands, his brothers blood as well as the blood of a thousand fiends, murderers and rapists. Justice was lain by those hands. And it was those hands that revealed the truth behind his words in the pulling of his shirts collar revealing those two vicious scars on his shoulder and two more on his neck, fang like punctures surrounded by bumps of healed over flesh.
"And with out his guide to point him in the right direction he did what he was good at, kill. He didn't discriminate from his family, he simply killed, it was the right thing to do, kill him that is."
Recalling those moments, reliving them in his head one more time forcefully squeezed a tear or two from his eyes, oh he tried to hold them back, it was impossible. The moment replayed itself in his psyche daily, but it always seemed to hit hardest when he talked about it. Such was human emotion, he killed his brother.
Ignoring her finality in his wanting to be like her he stroked the metallic shaft of The Luminex for she knew what he meant. The long life, the infinite power, he could never truly be like her, a murderous fiend or tortured soul. The Luminex would never let him become something of that nature, ah yes, The Luminex, his guiding light in a darkened kingdom, the true hand of justice behind his name.
"Maybe fate has brought us together for just such a reason..Novelly I doubt for us to be together, but maybe...to help one another. Although for that to work you would have to open your mind and become a little less hard headed."
With the sealing of those words Darren allowed himself to finish the final droplets of his drink before setting that frosted glass 'pon the napkin one more time and alerting his eyes to the newest guest of this establishment, he could read words, and the manner in which Tyrsis' were spoken lacquered trouble.
"So Novelly...why do you think we ran into each other, if not coincidence?"