D:A:R:K:N:E:S:S Awaits (crim)

[deepwallow]

Iggre was busy polishing the throne of his master when he heard the familiar heavy footsteps of his lord coming down. The small disfigured 'creature' cackled with joy, looking up the steps eagerly as his lord came down. Dressed in black boots, black trousers, and a deep blood red tunic, the dark lord smiled at Iggre as he defended. With black hair and storm colored eyes, he seemed fit to be called a 'shadow lord'. "Hello master! I finished polishing your throne for you!" Iggre said happily. The Lord chuckled and pat Iggre on the shoulder. "We'll done, Iggre. Thank you." He said as he walked down to his throne room to sit. When he sat down, he looked up and a black vortex appeared in front of him, showing him what he wished. "Lets see what our 'noble' king is up to today to try and stop me." He mused with a chuckle as an image formed in the darkness

[CrimsonMoon]

The King was leaning toward a young knight, the young man had short blackish-tawny hair and wore simple soldier's armor. His head was bowed and a small smile on his lips... He seemed unusually young... No matter, hiss word throbbed power even through the vision

[deepwallow]

The Lord raised an eyebrow, chuckling. "What's this? Seems the king is trying to find someone to get rid of me. That's not very nice." He mused, Iggre at his side and watching. "Will we kill him, master?" He asked. Chuckling, The Lord shrugged. "Perhaps."

[CrimsonMoon]

The young knight grins and bows, quicky exiting the throne room. The knight leaned back looking exhausted. His youg daughter touching the old man's shoulder worriedly

[deepwallow]

The Lord laughed and pointed at the daughter to Iggre. "Look here, Iggre. When we take over the castle, you can have her as your bride if you want." He said. Iggre clapped his hands together happily. "Yay! Iggre will treat her nicely!" He promised, making The Lord smile fondly at him before looking at the vortex. "Well, seems we'll have company soon. Prepare for our guest." The Lord commanded, to which Iggre jumped to obey

[CrimsonMoon]

The knight mounts his war horse, a huge roan that knicked affectionately when he rubbed its neck," Come on, Loki... We got some errands to run."

-TIME . SKIP-

The knight lead his horse up the steep path toward the Dark Lord's lair, the knight talking to the horse as if just leading it for excersize... Her had no helm, no flamboyant armor... Just... Simple

[deepwallow]

Finally the knight stood before the giant wooden doors of the castle's entrance. But, surprisingly, they opened and a sick, little disfigured creature opened te door for him. "Ah! Yes! Master said you were coming, he did, he did! Now the knight is here!" It said excitedly. "Come in come in! Master wants to see you!" It said

[CrimsonMoon]

The knight crouches in front of the teacher, blinking at it with hazel eyes,"... Are you ok, little door keeper?" He asks suddenly

[deepwallow]

The creature looked at him and frowned. "Yes yes, Iggre is ok! Now come on, knight!" He said impatiently, grabbing the knogt's arm and dragging him inside. Inside the place was super long halls that Iggre led him through until they reached the throne room. A modest looking throne made of stone sat in front of a massive looking stone dragon, lava coming down the sides of its wings into a sort of vent system underfoot. There sat a man in black clothes with a red tunic. His eyes were a golden color and his hair was a blood red. "Ah, so you're the knight." He mused

[CrimsonMoon]

The knight stares at the dragon for a long moment, seeming dea to the Lord's words before seeming to just notice him," Oh... Uhm... Yeah basically," He smiles slightly, patting Iggre's head as the creature skitters away

[deepwallow]

"Let me guess. Old king Cole sent you to kill or dispose of me?" The Lord asked, faintly amused. Iggre went off to a corner to watch from the shadows

[CrimsonMoon]

The knight shrugs," Yep," He smiles and draws his sword

[deepwallow]

The Lord raises an eyebrow. "My my, very straightforward, ain't we?" He commented with a chuckle, amused and unafraid

[CrimsonMoon]

" Yes, I beleive its best to be honest, lying takes me time,"The knight answers with a shrug, falling into a stance

[deepwallow]

The Lord chuckles. "Very well. Lets begin." He says, snapping his fingers. Suddenly the stone gargoyles at the pillars around the room rip from their places and roar at the knight, coming forward to attack

[CrimsonMoon]

The knight smiles and closes his eyes, his hand sliding up the blade as runes glow. The air shimemring and spinning around him..

[deepwallow]

The gargoyles keep rushing in until they are alms of on top of him, one leaping to attack....

[CrimsonMoon]

The air rippled and suddenly thousands of sword rip the gargoyles apart, The knight smiles slighty

[deepwallow]

The Lord looks faintly surprised but chuckles. "We'll done. Try this then." He says before the dragon behind him shifts and roars at the knight, coming forward and hissing, lava pouring out of its mouth

[CrimsonMoon]

He just grins brighter like this was a fantastic game. The sword spinning fater then the eye could catch but creating a cold blast of air, the lava hardens, instantly becoming stone even as it flowed from the dragon's mouth. trapping it. He spins his fingers around and the sword rip the steel apart