Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24852191-20180205190922/@comment-24852191-20180219210031

A few hours later there is another knock on the door. Charger answers the door. When he opens it, the dark individuals return with the books in their arms. The lead one bows his head with a polite pearly white smile as he had a The book to the vampire. He speaks with soft and pleasant and somewhat mesmerizing voice.

Individual: I believe these are yours, sir.


 * Charger raises an eyebrow as he accepts the books and places them on the table while beckoning the dark ones in. They follow and sit on the couch.

Charger: So, you speak out language now?

Individual: Hm, yes. It was quiet enticing to learn an u known language for the first time in ages.

Charger: You’ve had others come here before?


 * The dark one flicks wickedly gorgeous eyes at Charger.

Individual: Hm, yes. We’ve had visitors in the past.


 * The second one beside the leader speaks as he smiles somewhat deviantly.

Second One: Yes, and they were most satisfying guests for which we hosted.


 * Charger narrows his silver eyesbefore raising an eyebrow and calling down the family. They come down, for which the dark ones bow to. They look st them with eyes of silver, purple, and red.

Individual: A pleasure to meet a family filled with so much...


 * The leader’s purple eyes settle on Elena and the second one’s silver eyes settle on Christiana. The third one, with red eyes settles his gaze in no single person, but looks at all of them. Solomon scowls slightly at the sight of this and takes Christiana’s hand and holds it.

Solomon: And what do we call you?


 * The first one is a little taken aback by the question.

Individual: As hold, our race is called the Valgemori.


 * He pauses and thinks.

Individual: However, there are some words from your language that we settle on that you can use to describe us. Elves of the dark.

Ameloth: Elves of the dark? You mean something like dark elves?


 * The one with red eyes grins as he steps towards Ameloth. The one with red eyes is tall, slightly taller than Ameloth. His body’s tone and built speaks power and beauty. A dark seductive beauty.

Red Eyed One: Yes, that will do. I sense a great presence of intelligence in this one.


 * Aneloth chuckles.

Ameloth: Hm, thanks for the compliment.


 * The red eyed one looks at back at the first one.

Red Eyed One: I’d like to explore this one more.......intimately.


 * Ameloth smirks.

Ameloth: And I’d to explore you as well.


 * The red eyes one turns and looks at Ameloth with a seductive grin. However, the first one snaps at him in their native tongue and they argue. On the other hand, Ameloth is elbows by Asfaloth who whispers to him.

Asfaloth: Keep your dark desires to yourself. We don’t need trouble from these people.


 * The two dark elves stop arguing and look back at them. The first one speaks.

Individual: Sorry about that. As I was saying. You may call our kind, dark elves. As for our names, individually, I am Kaldivesh. The one with interest in your son is Demitro. And, finally, the third member of our party, is Eglomori, the prince of our people.

Charger: It is a pleasure to meet a member of royalty from your people so soon.


 * Eglamori shifts his silver eyes from Christiana to Charger and bows his head slightly. A strand of white hair moves into his face. He moves it aside.

Eglamori: It s a pleasure to meet you, Mr.....what’s your name, sir?

Charger: Charger. I am the lord of our house.

Eglamori: And whatname is that?

Charger: The House of Darkness.


 * Eglamori raises a white eyebrow.

Eglamori: Fascinating name. I’m sure my father would love to meet all of you.

Charger: Your father?

Eglamori: Hm, yes. My father, the king of the Valgemori, is always eager to meet new visitors.


 * Charger looks to the others and thinks as he narrows his eyes. He turns back to Eglamori.

Charger: Allow is some time to prepare ourselves for a royal audience.

Eglamori: Very well.


 * The family goes to their rooms and re dress, except for Asfaloth, who already was dressed nicely and his sword strapped to his waist.