Topic: A walk to remember.

Zev Zayveon

Date: 2011-11-15 19:36 EST
Jacob grinned a pointedly toothy grin at the woman as he drew near with each step. "Ah, an early snack deary before the..." Pausing as a gust of wind was felt in landing behind the vampire. He cursed under his breath as his eyes closed and he shook his head.

"You may go." Came the deep voice behind the vampire. The woman slowly backed away further and then turned about and ran as Jacob took in a breath and let it out with a glance over his shoulder at he tall form in the shadow of the street lamp. "I was just trying to scare her, honest. I wasn't going to drink from her or eat her, I swear, just having some fun is all." Crimson robes perked into view as the Draconian stepped further into the light. "We have an agreement, Jacob. You don't kill an innocent and I don't rip your heart from your chest." Jacob turned around and held up his hands. "Woah...woah...I didn't even nibble her! I swear!"

"There are enough doing wrong in the city for you to have and it helps control their population. Rapists, murderers, thieves....except the one I told you of, thugs and slavers for you to enjoy. But no innocents." Zayveon lifted a clawed fingertip to shake at the vampire.

"Okay...Okay...geezus...you're worse then a mother hen. What'a...what brings you down to the docks anyways? I mean you usually send a messenger down here."

"I'm growing tired of a certain few running wild about with little keeping them in check. It's been a while since I've heard from you, Jacob. Surely you have a good bit of information as to who's been doing what and with whom." Jacob nodded some as he rubbed behind an ear. "Yeah...sure, I can write ya a letter on what I've seen lately and.." A data padd flew through the air and quick reflexes caught of it. Jacob looked down at the device. "I've seen these things." "Good." Nodded Zayveon. "Then you can no doubt figure out how to enter the information you have and send it to me, Jacob. I have a meeting to attend, do try to behave down here."

With that, Lord Zayveon manipulated the air currents with the use of aeromancy and without further word he shot upwards into the air and out of sight. Jacob tucked the techy device under his coat and smirked upwards after the Draconian Lord. "One of these nights, I'm gonna give him a superman outfit but with a Z on the front." Chuckling the vampire turned about and headed off along the street.

Zev Zayveon

Date: 2012-06-21 11:38 EST
The vampires were thrown by the use of aeromancy into the buildings wall. Several took a moment or two before they were able to stand once more. The first two didn't have much time to react before the wielding of pyromancy had flames engulfing their forms. Their screams echoed along the alleyway as they burned rather rapidly to ash.

A snap heard, arm broken as Lord Zayveon grabbed another vampire by the head and promptly using of his Draconian strength, tore the unfortunate creatures head right off. Discarding the body to the ground as another vampire charged him. A flick of a large hand, clawed fingertips pointed out and lightening struck forth from the Draconian's hand toward the vampire. Sending it back nearly twenty yards from the impact. The smell of scorched flesh was upon the air. Another vampire thought he was smart by approaching the Draconian from behind, his mistake. With a quick shift in his stance that long reptilian tail swung out and impacted the vampire hard in the face. Casting him back into the building's wall. A growl perked from Lord Zayveon, looking over the few that were still alive.

"In the future, you 'will' refrain from interfering with my business. Any crate marked as product of The Lysandros Syndicate, is to be left alone. The next time you lower life forms hijack one of my shipments, I will do far worse then they've paid the price for." Zayveon pointed a clawed fingertip at the mess of burning vampire flesh and ash in the alleyway. "Do not try my patience, for it grows thin these days in the tolerance of fools and their kin."

A last growl perked from his muzzle, before a motion of his large reptilian hands and suddenly with the working of aeromancy, his form shot upwards into the sky and out over the city back for his manor laying south of the famous Red Dragon Inn.