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[Gen Naguchi]

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Gen had seen many a sight since he joined the Order, a lot of eye opening experiences he never imagined in his nomadic and solitary life before now....The Order had treated him very well since his arrival, and he looked forward to everyday with his new found comrades. From what he observed, each and every one of them had their own unique way about them...The were are so very different, but when joined together, they were as one, and that is what he liked about this group. He frequently wrote in his journal and went over his entries everyday. This day, he chose to go over his excerpts of how he saw each and every one of his fellow members:

Imryrr: Our leader and the glue that holds us together...She is a feisty sort, but a great leader and motivator, her command is absolute and no one ever dare to question her orders.

Shadow(Malorn): Captain of the Shadow Division...He is quite obnoxious at times, but a great warrior and hell of a tactician. He says things to Imy that I believe no one else could quite get away with, but he really doesnt mean any harm. If I were in a fight, he is one of the few that I would want in my corner.

Xyr'Kor: Legion Lt....To me, the exact opposite of Shadow in personality quirks, but still the same warrior skills, I get along with him quite well, quite the honorable man.

Mairsil: Warlord....I really have not seen much of him, but from what I have saw, he has great wisdom and knowledge of combat techniques, strengths and weaknesses of the foes we face and of each other.

Ditto: The Dark Lady....She is one of a kind to say the least, she as is sweet as can be, but do not cross her or hurt her loved ones. She seems to keep a vigil of the Dark Lord, Tarothin, who has since returned and seems to have vanished again. I believe she covers her frustration by keeping busy and tirelessly finding and thinking of ways to return him back to this plane of the living.

Aurelia Dalry: Shadow Recruit....She is fairly new to us, as am I, and she seems to be making strides and fitting in well with us. I last remember her on a mission to lure a man of wealth of the enemy to his demise.

Aryanna: Shadow Lt.....Another capable Lady in our Order. Her and Shadow seem to constantly banter at each other, I wonder if it is more to it than that, but knowing Shadow, maybe that is all there is, but I could be wrong.


His journal stops there, because there is one of the Order that stands out above all others. Ever since he first laid eyes on her, he felt himself drawn to her. She has always been there for him, and they spend their spare time hunting together......Tezrian...her skin, her aura, her smile, her scent. The very thought of her, it made him smile. He remembered the first time he looked into her eyes. They were fire red, and then....they...they changed, to a warm golden glow. He could get lost in them forever. The first time they were alone, he told her how he truly felt. He remembered her asking him about his knowledge of what she was and he told her that it did not matter, he still longed for her touch. She leaned in and gently bit his lip, drawing a slight drip of blood. He has never felt such pleasure and pain in a heavenly mix in his entire life...He longed for more everyday, every second and every hour. Her long flowing red hair, her long shapely legs, every bit of her.....The time had come once again for them to hunt and they had been apart for quite sometime. They arrived to their spot to hunt and he found himself drawn closer and closer....She sensed his longing and before he could tell her, she raised her sleeves of her robe and she gently drew a single drop of blood of her wrist. He looked at her and she motioned to him to partake of her. As he gently tasted it, he felt of surge of power and energy as never before..He then bore his fangs and gently sank them gently into her flesh. He drank hungrily, feeling the power surge throughout his body. He had to stop himself as he did not want to partake of too much. The surge he felt was wonderful, but there was something else besides the power he felt, something deeper....and deep down, he hoped she felt it too.....

[Tezrian]

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He had smiled at her again. She had looked behind her to see if it was truly she the smile was intended for. She had smiled back and started then to wonder what this man could want with her. She snickered to herself thinking, when he found out she was not human or elf he would not smile so much.
When Tezrian had told him she was not human but deamon he had not flinched. She had waited for a response and received that charming smile.

They had hunted together and as she watched him she thought he was well formed for battle and executed his spells with skill and ease. Strength was important to her, as was the ability to be ruthless. At times it was needful to be able to look upon an enemy without remorse. She watched him as he dispatched his enemy with the calm and skill of a seasoned warrior. He had looked up and smiled at the attention he had commanded.

What was it about this man in particular that intrigued her? His words were few but she could feel his intentions as he brought his body close to hers. She knew as he moved toward her he would bring his lips to hers. The bite he received was soft and not meant to harm but to taste. His blood told her of the timelessness of his soul. When she had offered her blood to him he had taken the drop from her wrist with grace.
They were connected. Some how, some way .