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[Vian Skyfire]

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Standing between the two crystal braziers in his house, the young Prince furiously cast the incantation his father had taught him.
Though his skills in the art of non-detection and mind shielding were no where near as developed as his fathers, Vian no longer needed the amulet he wore around his neck. That, was for another.

The darkness was still strong in the realm. Vian had made many enemies on his own, Shalcross, Kelly Darkhaven, and countless others. But now the two biggest ones the Skyfire family as a whole had encountered, Darrien Church and Bailos Myrdra, had returned to the realm.

He had to stop them. All of them.

Trying to continue on with his incantations, his mind wandered...

"Can the world handle knowing the true influence the Lich Lord has had these past years? When they all believed him gone?"

His eyes caught two engraved daggers on the table in front of him. The calling cards of death that had been left for his parents. Pausing for a moment and taking deep breaths as sweat poured off his forehead Vian re-focused himself. He couldn't control the actions of the world, he could only ensure he was prepared. With that, the young Prince began his incantations again.