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A city floating in the center of a lake, Ravok is a place of dark beauty, romance and culture. Behind it all though is the presence of Rhysol, God of Evil and Betrayal. The city is controlled by The Black Sun, a religious organization devoted to Rhysol. [Lore]
by Elaine Spade on January 16th, 2013, 2:37 pm

Capable of... this thought already "posssessed" Elaine, she thought about her night with that innkeeper lady. Her other self was awaking. She became invisible and went through the window. It wasn't a big pub. There were only few tables, but there was crowd... That damned crowd. Full of people with red and redder face. Pathetics... and there were some "couple" who just met with their drunken manner they mostly after some kisses went away from the pub. Too much noise. Seeing this The Silent Lady with the help of her soulmist touched a jar and with a big push she aimed a man's face. But without her concentration she only succeed to break the jar on the wall, because it flow away near the man head. Failure only failure. Her other self just woke up. She whispered to Noaru with a different voice.
~This place is full of... I can't say animals because they are even smarter. You want to see what I'm capable of, Noaru. You could see with jar. That's all I can... Like with that lady from other nights. Terrible failure... I was defeated...
She again let her anger out and pushed away a table.

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by Noaru on January 19th, 2013, 7:19 am

Noaru was surprised by the occupants of the pub, they didn't respond to the thrashing Elaine was giving to the bar! The drunk individuals just looked in astonishment as a table flipped over and alcohol split all over the floor, saturating the floor in a foul musty odor. Noaru just observed quietly as he moved across the alcohol soaked and overturned furniture filled floor, he was targeting a young man completely unconscious on the floor; he would serve as a perfect target for Noaru! The spirit approached a hand of Soulmist stretched outwards over the form of the unconscious man and latched onto the mans body! The human made would feel no pain, only the stifling coldness of despair. Noaru's consciousness melded into this human being; channeling his power within the human until he could feel the weight of his body inside his 'hold'.
I will never forget this feeling! The power to subdue livings and dead beings within my hold!
Noaru's physical being and soulmist vanished within the young mortals body which twitched and jerked a little in response to the invasive spirits presence. Noaru rises to his feet, inhabiting the body of a fresh young mortal his first task he would perform was causing utter and total chaos all up inside the place, getting a party started with the humans! Noaru jumped up on top of a chair and shouted.
Alright, you disgusting chunks of flesh, LETS GET A PARTY STARTED!!!
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by Elaine Spade on January 19th, 2013, 2:28 pm

Elaine just looked at Noaru while he jumped on the chair. She was angry. Really, really angry. But in the same time she felt so powerless because her failures. But she couldn't humiliate herself in front of Noaru. She had some question and if she fails maybe she won't get awsners. The Silent Lady observed the pub. She aimed a drunk lady who was really tired. Good target. She danced for the men then she asked for some moment. When she was away from them Elaine rushed her and enter her body. The lady had to kneel down because the uncomfortable feeling. Everyone thought it's because she was drunk. She whispered to her mind.
~Poor, poor girl. Now if you know what is good for you.... but as I can see you don't... anyway OBEY to me! I'm your other self who knows what is good for you. I'm your right-self so do as I say.
The woman didn't resist she was too drunk and tired. She believed her so-called right-self. As Elaine ordered she jumped next to Noaru's victim. She whispered to Noaru.
~I hope you know what you are doing. I dare you to not humiliate us...

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by Noaru on January 19th, 2013, 8:45 pm

The drunk misfits look at each other in confusion before raising their bottles in the air and slamming them onto the ground! The party started alright in the most hellish and chaotic of fashions; dancing to music that didn't play these souls threw furniture everywhere, flipping tables over... it was sheer chaos! Noaru grinned at the craziness of it all; he believed his power would grow so great that he would not only be able to darken the environment but even the hearts of living things as well.
I'm unsure to what you just said but no matter this will soon end.
The wild party goers were to consumed in their rough-housing to notice Noaru jumping from the table and pushing it towards the door, blocking it from opening. Noaru observed them for a minute or so ensuring that no one was watching what he was doing; he steps over to a candle sitting in the corner of the room, looking somewhat lonesome as the spirit approached its small flame. Noaru treads through puddles of alcohol that splashed with each step he took as he got closer. A small flickered on the candle almost as it was about to go out... Noaru placed a hand behind this candle and pushed it off from the table.
A sudden flame engulfs the room in fire, people screamed in response to the sudden heat, drunken bodies trampled on the floor are quickly consumed by the flames but those who were able to run panic towards the door! Noaru chuckles as fire consumes his hosts body as he approached the panicking survivors, one male notices Noaru walking through the flames: a slightly charred body with red eyes closed the distance between him quickly, grabbing him by the mouth so that no one would hear him scream.
Shhhhhh...
Noaru said the young man with a finger to his own ''lips'' fire from his body creeps onto the young mortal and latches onto him like a wild beast! The flames burn his body as Noaru pushes him onto his friends, causing fire to spread across their flesh as well.
If you were more persuasive then you would've had your peace and none of these young souls would have died so pitifully, Elaine.
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by Noaru on January 24th, 2013, 7:11 am

Noaru looked silently from within the burning corpse at Elaine, wondering if the young ghost had ulterior motives or not. Noaru eventually released the now conscious man from his hold. The spirit upon his exit was followed closely by yells of pain and regret, it was apparent that the young man had awakened right when Noaru was on his little rampage but due to the influence of the alcohol...his mind could not fend off Noaru. The end result was Noaru killing all his friends using his body as a weapon of slaughter, making him feel as if this was all his fault. Noaru essence completely left the young man, leaving him kneeling on the floor as the last breathe of life fades from his body.
I saw no reason for you to follow me... what compelled you to do such a thing?
Noaru flowed through the flames in the form of a mass of black soulmist. The scene looked almost to dramatic: a black menacing cloud, swirling from flames with howls of anguish trailing behind it. Noaru kept this form even when he entered and remained in the alleyway, seeing as it was easier form to maintain than his human-like appearance he was quite familiar with.
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by Noaru on January 26th, 2013, 8:45 pm

Noaru listened carefully to Elaine, trying to understand her story to the fullest; he understood that her life was short and that she was a quiet girl seeing as she is this way even in death. Noaru felt a sudden sadness around him, he knew the feeling of something else wanting out but there were things he did not understand about him, things that were slowly coming into light. The spirit saw that in Elaine's case, she died an accidental death which did not seem quick but he remained quiet for a little while gathering his thoughts before answering.
The nature I wield will draw in the attention of troubled and wicked souls. I will try to help you but as for becoming your master... I cannot.
Noaru was to selfish to cold to be able to wield the existence of another, having to care for them and they listening to his command without question; he couldn't live that type of life or subjugate another to it either. The spirit recalling Elaine's ''darker'' side recalled not feeling anything change about her spiritual presence; however, her soulmist did change various colors, something he was quite capable of doing with relative ease. Noaru now knew what ''chains'' held the young soul here.... not knowing her parents and her darker self.
If you seek out your parents then we will travel back to Zeltiva in sometime since I have a friend there that can potentially help you but before then. I will increase my powers and perfect my skills, you should do so as well.
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by Noaru on January 27th, 2013, 1:45 am

I see.... then maybe they would have regrets for hating their only daughter? I don't know, keeping mind of these things... I don't do often.
Elaine asked about his past, his beginnings.... his life. What would he tell the young soul that he was a centuries old spirit with no family, no home, no lineage? Noaru decided to tell her the same thing he would tell all souls that asked him about his pass, it would answer all but the most stubborn and persistent of questions. The spirit would keep the secrets of the past behind until the destroyer of his world's name was heard, location found, his blood... spilt! Noaru knew what his chain and anchor was, it was imperfection truly it had to be more so than wrath and loneliness, natures that he personifies.
The simple acts of kindness are just the few good things I can do in my journey.
The spirit would go about disappointing Elaine again, he would not give up his pasts history not yet--not till everything was done. Noaru did not care how long it took him, he would start all over pursuing even the most evil and dreaded of souls if he has to in order to find his truth.
I have always been a spirit... I have not lived as you lived.
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