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“Probably a spell, or the chains on her. They’re enchanted, but I don’t know that kind of magic.” The Archon said. “But yes, she should be taken from this place. And before you ask, I’m not carrying her. Not with that demon inside her.”

“I kill demons.” she said turning and stepping away from the door. “Do what you want, but do it quickly. Take her, break the other door down. Take everything inside. Leave it all if you want. But do it quickly.”
 
Gem and Angus

“I’ll carry her” Angus volunteered, pulled out his axe and got ready to cut the chains.

“Hey, before you do that. Hold up, Angus.” Gem said. She turned to Magdalena. “Since we are the criminals here. You’d better collect up all that stuff in the other rooms as evidence.” Gem suggested with a naughty grin.

“Ok, now let’s get out of here” she said.

Angus took a big swing and slice through the chain holding Ravyn’s arm. Then he cut through the remaining chains freeing her other limbs. He picked her up and put her under his arm.

“Let’s go” Gem said. Everyone marched out of the catacombs. As they returned to a place where Gem could cast a teleport spell. Everyone vanished.

The team reappeared outside a small but extravagant house. It was built with white bricks and had wooden decorations and stutters. Tall, half rounded windows gave an almost fairy like appearance to the place.

The house had two floors, with private balconies off the second rooms. A beautiful garden, with grass, flower beds, trees, and a small pond were the formal grounds. But there were no other houses in sight.

“Pick a room and get comfortable” Gem said. “We need to make some plans”

“Where are we?” Angus asked

“That is my secret” Gem said. “And this place, is better warded than the school
 
“Family summer cottage?” Magdalena asked, “Or is this the staff residence?”

Dropping the ‘evidence’ on the dinning room table she looked over it all. “Dice? Candles? Skulls? Vials.. and that looks like semen?” Looking over at even more things she pondered what kind of demon would be summoned. And why.

"You going to hold her like that all day?" Magdalena asked looking at the way Angus was holding Ravyn.
 
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Ramzaheed
As the scales of his skin started to turn a sickly shade of green he said, “I hate pocket dimensions.”
He went to quickly find a seat. As he sat down he noticed that the place had a strange energy about it and gave Gem a questioning look. “I wonder if you made it by yourself or is it from your family?,” he asked.
 
Angus and Gem

Angus carefully place Ravyn on a couch.

“Yes, this is one of my family’s hide-aways.” Gem said to Magdalena, who had guessed correctly about it being a “Family summer cottage". But Gem did not want to let her know her guess was correct. “I used a gate spell to get here. The object we are in, has a sequester spell on it. No one can divine our location, or this dimension. There are also multiple wards protecting this area and house. This will be a good base of operations.”

“As far as all these items… I think Ravyn is worried about become pregnant because of "R'v'n Nyght Sh'd.” Angus explained. “She feels if she gives birth, she’ll die in the process… and “he” will come out. I also think that semen in the vial is mine. The succubus tricked me and collected it from me. I was a virgin at the time.” Angus admitted.

“Does any of this connect some dots for you?” Gem asked Magdalena.
 
“Your pronunciation of her name makes it sounds demonic.” The Archon commented as she knelt next to raven and used a knife to peel her clothing off, baring the runes on her skin. Pulling a jeweler’s loop from a pocket in her cloak she began examining the runes.

After half an hour she stood up. “Well, I know some of the runes are wards. Others are binding, but others are beyond me, and some are just plain gibberish. There is a Summoner I know that might be able to help identify what’s going on with the rune and that stuff,” she said pointing at the table full of artifacts. Maybe they can identify the ritual, or rituals, they would be used in.”

“As for her getting pregnant and “he” getting out I assume you mean the demon possessing her? If that’s the case then yes, she would die. It’s common enough for a demon to use a virgin as a host and then come forth in a mockery of The Virgin birth. It has always proven fatal for the host, after all the demon needs a sacrifice.”

“Do you happen to know whom is possessing her? It’s name if it has one? That would certainly help”
 
Ramzaheed
“If my head wasn’t spinning I might have a way to find out the name?,” he said with a look as if he was about to pass out.
 
Gem

“Here is everything I know about Ravyn. She was sentenced to one year incarceration at the school. Any attempt to depart it's ground by more than one mile without the direct permission of the Headmaster will result in the transmogrification of her body into stone. This will last one Hundred years. The sentence was signed by Judge, Lucious Black of the High Court of Darkenwood.

There is some other data that she was to stay here 100 years. So I don't know which is correct.

Ravyn’s sponsor is a Darkenwood Judge Professor Emeritus Magnus Tremere Order of Hermes, Order of the Fallen Stars, Order of the Black Rose, Order of the Rising Phoenix. He was also a Demonology instructor.

She take pills… prescribed by Magus Bombay. The meds, use an old spelling of her last name, NyghtShade. Haloperidol 5 MG QiD (20Mg Daily), Chlordiazepoxide 5 MG at bedtime. 40 MG emergency dosage, Chlo..Chlord..Chlordiazepoxide.

Her grandmother is a Potion Witch, Her mother is a Green Witch. She claims her father is a Human. Her brother is unknown. "Probably Human. Mostly a creep." her words. Van thinks her brother is M’Kael.

There is been a few warnings about what is trapped inside her. “Darkness cloaked in light. Lost Souls. Abyssal Lord. The Night King.” Or “Death Rides. Beware the Nyght King. Blood and death. Screams. The Demon Free! Liber Aneguemis Lost and Found. The Guardian of Syn Corrupt."

"Free The Night King, the Night King free us!"

“Night King walks Sargonnas sleeps. Bargains made. Blood runs. The first one a bride. The Dark One plays.”

She refers to this as “The Other”. It unlike any normal Deamon, demon, devil, or Elemental. It was pure white fire and blinding rage.

When nail face… the Hell Priest said her name "R'v'n Nyght Sh'd" it was orgasmic to him.

During Ravyn’s ritual I heard the following

“The King of Night is Come!

The Nightmare is freed.

The Light has become Dark.

The Dark becomes light.

The Virgin unpure.

The Horned Lord Rages

Deamon unbound

Silence Broken

Kaos walks”.

When I saw the other’s face it was “Ashmadae, Duke of The Abyss”

She has told us “I can’t have sex, not with any man anyways. If I get pregnant, I give birth to Him. And then I die. In childbirth. Yeah me. All because my roommate’s boyfriend lost his shit over my pet.”

She died when her roommate’s boyfriend caught the house on fire and she burned alive. She made some kind of a deal with some demon to continue living. So she can’t die until that deal is complete.

By the way, the boyfriend that caused the fire was Senior Inquisitor Ravenor's brother. And M’Kael and Ravenor dated for a while.” Gem explained
 
Lady Magdalena – Archon of the Inquisition

Pulling out her cell phone, Magdalena started taking notes and recorded everything gem told her.

Once she was done, Magdalena sat at the table ad looked at the objects again as he looked at Gem then at Ravyn. “Get a Sacred blade blessed by a angel and cut her head off. Or get her into hell and kill her.”

“Liber Aneguemis is the Book of Anti-Law. It was written by the King of Hell Himself. If it’s been found then the Apocalypse is coming. Like the Apocalypse at the End of Days, not some new sci-fi, or fantasy, movie.”

Pointing at Angus she commented, “Sargonnas is the Butcher God of Minotaurs. The god of wrath, vengeance, and retribution. He is a god without compassion or mercy. Minotaur call him Sargas, and he represents power gained through brute strength an held with honor. He appears as a gigantic Minotaur with either char-black fur or blood-red fur.”

“I don’t know of any Night King, of any spelling.”

“And the title Guardian of ?Syn?Sin/ Is unfamiliar as well. Are they Guardian against it? Or Guardian for it?”

“Bride.. Sounds like someone is getting married. And most brides are virgin’s,” She added pointedly turning and looking at Ravyn before turning back to Gem and Angus. “I don’t mean to exclude anyone else here, but these two seemed to be the current leaders and I’m not breaking my neck looking at everyone.”

“Nail Face? Hell Priest? Are you talking about The Engineer?” Cursing in Celestial, which was rather surprising and difficult to do she tightened her grip on her spear. “He’s not a simply demon, or even a named Demon. “He’s one of the Original Demons to Fall.”

“It’s claimed that he … Engineered the Fall, so he could get more power. It’s also thought that he designed Hell itself.” Looking at the Group she smiled, with pity at them all. “He’s playing with you. Think of him as a God and you are children. He’s… having fun at your expense.”

“As for why he said her name the way he did I don’t know. Maybe he’s in love with her/ Which is rather hard to believe for him/it to love anyone/anything.”

“Ashmadae, Duke of The Abyss,” She sighed. “Of course. The Cult binds demons into mortal hosts, most never know it and get pregnant, giving birth to hellspawn. But if she’s been bound with Duke Ashmadae inside her, if she gets pregnant.. Yeah, she’ll die as he rips his way out.”

“But she made the deal willingly? Well, if she was on fire, it was probably a situational manipulation to get her to make the agreement.”

“I’m willing to bet she was granted Immortal life, until she gets pregnant. Not exactly a pleasant loophole. Burn to death or ripped apart in childbirth. Probably eaten alive by The Duke as well.”

“And you think Ravyn and M’Kael are siblings? Full or half? They have different last name.” The Inquisitorial henchman mused out-loud. “If He did kill Ravenor’s brother it does explain her behavior towards him. Must be before my time.”

“Ok, I need to go check some things, so I need a way out and a way back in when I get my information. And I’m going to see If I can get a Summoner to assist with that mess,” she finished pointing at the pile of shit on the table. “And her scars.”
 
Grand Inquisitor Castiel Azrael of House Ne'iocene

In his earthly realm, where his office was bathed with the sun’s reflection off the golden spires, the Grand Inquisitor Castiel Azrael sat reviewing reports. The room was adorned with scrolls of ancient wisdom and artifacts of divine power, each telling a story of battles fought and victories won in the name of the Light.

As Castiel reviewed the latest reports from various inquisitors in the mortal realm, a soft, ethereal glow began to fill the room. The air shimmered with a divine presence, and the scent of lilies and myrrh wafted through the space. Castiel looked up, his piercing eyes meeting the serene gaze of an angel appearing before him.

The angel, clad in white, blue crystal dress, with wings that seemed to be woven from the very fabric of the heavens, bowed respectfully. “Grand Inquisitor,” the angel’s voice was like a melody, soothing yet powerful, “Here is a report on Inquisitor Ravenor recent activities. She defies you”

Castiel rose from his seat. “Speak your name messenger of the Divine”

“I’m Ayil, sister of the fallen angel Asheal,” the angel replied. She handed him the report. “The forces of darkness are gathering strength, and the mortal realm stands on the brink of chaos. Your inquisitor has lost her way. Bring the Light to those who have fallen into shadow.”

Castiel nodded

The angel smiled, a radiant expression that seemed to brighten the entire room. “May the Light guide you, Grand Inquisitor. The heavens stand with you.”

With that, the angel vanished, leaving behind a lingering sense of peace and purpose. Castiel returned to his desk, he opened the report and began to read all of what Ravenor had done.

Ayil
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Gem

“Thanks for the advice. Just so you know… I did leave a little gift in Nail Face’s cube. It can’t be found by any means. And it will cause him problems should he used the cube against us.” Gem said. “Angus told Ravyn situational manipulation nullified any deal, but Ravyn ignored his advice. Van seems to think Ravyn and M’Kael are siblings. Full or half? I have no idea.”

“I'll open a gate for you. I’ll re-open the gate in 4 hours just be at the same spot on campus. Is that enough time?” Gem asked. “Don’t worry about a Summoner or her scars. We have that covered.”
 
“Mortals like to lie to themselves.” The Achon replied at the opening of the portal. “It doesn’t matter if your screaming as your soul is shredded. If you agree to the deal, the deal is struck and signed.”

“If she made a deal with the deal, she’s bound to it. There are a few that know how to.. argue with the darkness of hell. But they aren’t cheap, I’ll find a Summoner I know, maybe they can make sense of that mess on the table.”

“I hope you do have iit covered, but always have backup. And make it six hours.”

“I hope for your soul, The engineer doesn’t take offense at your actions. The Cube is his, his design, his making, his artifact.” Shaking her head with a sigh she stepped through and vanished from the “cottage”.
 
Ramzaheed
As he slowly got up from where he was sitting, Ramzaheed said, “I think I have an idea.”
Then he slowly but steadily made his way to where Ravyn was laying. With a look of determination on his face, he grabbed ahold of the chains and started to chant while pulling his hands in opposite directions. As he did this his scales began to crack and bleed as blood also started seeping out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. He was pulling so hard and with such a tight grip that his hands also started bleeding.
With a loud noise that shook the entire space, the chains exploded into dust. Then Ramzaheed fell backwards and was unconscious.
 
Gem

“Ok… time for step two.” Gem said as she walked over to a cabinet and opened it. She pulled out a few small bottles. She handed one out to everyone. Then she walked over to Ramzaheed and tilted his head up. Pulled out a bottle and poured the fluid in his mouth. He sputters a moment and then his eyes opened. “Healing potion” she informed him.

“As I was saying. Time for step two. Ravyn’s parents” Gem said “The Nevermores. Callo and Van you are up. Just be careful, it might be dangerous.” Gem said. She tapped her staff on the floor and shimmering blue gate opened.

“Return in 4 hours” Gem reminder them.

Van nodded and then the two stepped through the gate.

“Ramzaheed… let’s work on waking up Ravyn” Gem directed. She reached down and pull Ramzaheed to to his feet.

Then she walked over to Ravyn. “She is breathing… but not moving. That could just be a simple hold person/paralyze humanoid spell. I was expecting something more complex.”

She casted dispel magic on the hold/paralyze spell. Then she watched if Ravyn woke up.

Van and Callo

Van and Callo stepped out of the gate onto a wet muddy road. In front of them was the main gate to the Nevermores family castle. A huge estate/castle had numerous turrets on either side of a massive gate house. The gate house, was made of heavy stone, was taller than the other parts of the house. An unusual design.

There were many windows in the estate. But the massive stain glass windows running up the house were impressive.

The estate gave both of them a strong sense of foreboding and dread.

Behind the castle Van could make out what looked like a large library or laboratory building.

“What now?” Callo asked

“We ring the doorbell” Van said as he took a drag on his cigarette.

He pushed the doorbell button and followed up by pressing the intercom button.

“Friends of Ravyn and M’Kael, looking for Mr and Mrs Nevermore” Van said. Then they waited.
 
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The Door opened slowly, a cold creeping forth from the shadows as a man stepped out, but it wasn’t human. A Baelnorn, an Elven Vampire was a butler? Grey skin twisted in what was close to a grin, or a smile, as the creature looked at them.

“The Master and Mistress of the House are not in residence.” He said, the tips of his fangs showing as he studied them.

“Oh do be nicer to the guests,” a female commented from behind him, her voice was like silken tongue sliding over a hard cock as warm seed pumped into a throat. “Fetch brandy for them, and show them into the library.”

Stepping back the Baelnorn gestured and massive doors across the hall opened, even from the front entry it was obvious the ‘library’ contained more books than the school. Walking ahead of them it moved to the library with a smooth grace no elf would ever match, not alive anyways.

Pouring three Brandies it departed as a woman walked in. Glad in black lace and silk she looked more like a hooker than anything else.

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On the wall in was a painting of a family. Father, sexy lady, Ravyn and M’Kael. Walking between them the lady selected one of the brandies and with a word, it ignited before she sipped on it.

“I do like a flaming brandy, will you join me?’ she purred as he took a seat on a couch. The book beside her was over a thousand years old and worth more than Gems Father made in a year. “Silverwind, bring me dessert please.” She whispered to the air, one of her long black lacquered nails caressing the lace along her breast and nipple.

“Please, have a seat, and tell me what the problem is.”
 
Van and Callo

“No thanks… alcohol is not good for your health” Van said as he took a puff on his cigarette.

Callo reached for the brandy making sure the vampire saw her silver tipped claws. Her green reptilian eyes looking at the woman as she took a sip of the brandy. Dragons were very resistant to any poison or magic attack.

“Mmm this is wonderful, I’m Duchess of the Shimmergloom, but you may call me Callo and this is John Marshall Van Keller, he goes by Van.” Callo explained as she enjoyed the brandy.

“We’d prefer to talk directly to Ravyn’s and M’Kael’s parents. They are in a bit of trouble and some understanding of what has happened to them in the past would be useful.” Callo started

“We are aware of Ravyn’s death in a fire caused by her roommate’s boyfriend. And her rebirth with Ashmadae, Duke of The Abyss inside her. We are also aware of M’Kael issues with the inquisition and some of his special abilities.” Van added with a puff on his cigarette.

“Currently, there are a lot of people trying to get a hold of Ravyn. Chief among them is the engineer of hell.” Callo added. “What can you tell us? Or shall we wait for Mr and Mrs Nevermore?”
 
Nevermore....

“Isabeau Cosette Ilse de Nevermore, Duchess of Nevermore, Countess of the Black Castle, Countess of Everwinter, Lady of the Wolfwood, Lady of the Iron Isle’s, Countess of the Blood Mountains.”

“Now that we’re done impressing each other…” She said looking rom Callo to Van. “And you are far more than you pretend to be. And Higher on the devils food chain than you want.”

“And you can prefer what you want, Dragon of Shadow, but you’re in my house, and I make the rules here.” Isabeau replied with a smile over her glass of brandy as the Baelnorn – Silverwind - brought in a plate of Cherries Jubilee. A pile of cherries covered in bloodwine Brandy and set afire. A bowl of freshly whipped cream was set beside the cherries along with several plates, cocktail forks and linen napkins.

“Please enjoy, my mother makes all my desserts and she’s Divine when it comes to it.” Using a spoon she collected a small pile and added a large dollop of whipped cream before she sat back and looked at them.

“Why would the Engineer of Hell want my daughter?” Isabeau asked. “She’s a little quirky, but nothing a Master Demon would want her for. Perhaps your demon friend would know whom to ask. Perhaps he could ask The Hell Priest himself? After all they walk in the same .. circle..”

“As for M’Kael he must serve his time in school, or Darkenwood prison. He did confess to Murder after all.”
 
Ravyn

Moving slowly Rayen tried to sit up but fell of the coach like a sack of potatoes, drool escaping her lower lip as she struggled, and failed, to sit up.

Trying to speak nothing made sense. “Wr’b. My? Wa’b habb din.”
 
Ramzaheed
Sitting close to Raven while giving her a look of someone who wouldn’t hurt a fly he said, “I know that you are confused right, but you need to recover. Which will take time. You are among friends that will help you through this. Just relax and recover that is all you need to worry about right now.” Then he looked up at Gem. “Thank you for the healing potion. It will take time for me to fully recover and she will also have to take it a bit easy for her to fully recover. Someone needs to go back to my uncles home and either wait for M’Kael or unless he’s already there bring him here.”
 
Slapping his face lightly, like she was trying to pat his face but didn’t have control yet of her muscles. Ravyn mumbled,”yr guffie n yv gt ahhhhhhhhhh fny vsh,” wobblinng slightly he blinked glazed eyes at him “y dsh Kay fk evvybut, n s’t lk me?”

Bursting into tears she fell over and asleep again. Maybe she needed rest as the toxins in her blood and body burned their way out?


(Ravyn speech is based on sounds I've had drunk friends make where they mispronounce words while trying to talk.)
 
Callo and Van

“We are impressed, the Nevermores are an important family.” Van acknowledged. “I was under the impression that Ravyn’s mother was a green witch not a vampire. M’Kael has a special hatred towards vampires… that seems odd concerning your… condition.” Van pointed out.

Callo jumped in before Van’s words could be misinterpreted.

“What my friend is trying to say is we know very little about Ravyn and M’Kael’s parents. Please enlighten us? Callo rephrased.

Gem

“I have no idea where your uncle’s house is located. But I think Ravyn needs to know Van and Callo are at her families home. They might be in danger. Or Ravyn might want to be part of the conversation. I know she can’t actually join them, but she could communicate to her parents” Gem told Ramzaheed. Then she turned to Ravyn “I can find a cure poison spell or potion, maybe a restoration spell… Shall I do that? Two head shakes yes, one for no.” Gem asked Ravyn directly.
 
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Isabeau
“Because I’m not dressed in twigs and leaves you make assumptions about my abilities and nature?” Isabeau said with a smile. “Yes I have Fangs as well. My Mother was Human, my father was not.”

“As for M'Kael’s aversion to Vampires, his grandfather tried to... force the gift upon Ravyn. The end result is his grandfather is no longer tolerated here in this demesne.”

“Like me my children have an… extended life. Though my youngest seems to partake more in the paleness and gloom of her forefathers more than my oldest.”

“They’re father is often away on business, his work sends him around the globe. As such M’Kael has taken to fits of anger and outbursts of violence. Running with the wrong crowd, as one does at such an age.”

“Ravyn has taken after my mother, practicing spells and magic. At least until the accident. Then her interest stopped, completely as if she’d afraid of it.”

“And of course with siblings if one is in trouble, the other is close nearby. Hence when M'Kael was sent to Sinegard, as so was Ravyn. Best to keep the trouble contained in one location.”

“Shall I assume he shall be going to Blackwood Penitentiary soon?”


Ravyn
Shaking her head, her skin started to smolder and burn, flecking away in blackened flakes until The Other, Ashmadae, burned it’s way out and turned it’s burning skull to face them.

“The Demon Engineer can’t catch me? The Inquisition can’t catch and hold me? But a FUCKING AUTOMOTON DOES IT?”

“You should be ashamed to call yourself a spellcaster! And you!” He snapped glaring at Ramzaheed, “Bastardized Spawn of a Demogorgon and a Janni and the wits of a mousling.”

Ashmadae’s eyes rolled up into his head and his jaws opened but it wasn’t it’s voice they heard next it was like a hellish corruption of Ravyn and Ashmadae…

"The Gates are open.

The Night King is Here.

The Queen Falls.

Darkness Waits.

Night Hags plots.

The Dragon and it’s Horde!

Screams the NYght.

Liber Aneguemis !!!!

The Bride unBound!"​


And with unnatural speed the Demon looked at Angus, in his armor and with his weapons.
“Sargonnas Walks!”​

Another head turn and it looked at Gem.
“The Dark becomes Light.”

"The NIGHT KING!!"​
 
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Van and Callo

“M’Kael has been to the plane of shadow and hell. But not to Blackwood Penitentiary. I will defend his actions. I have not seen any unjustified fits of anger or outbursts of violence. He has behaved with more restraint than I would have in similar situations.” Van answered “What does M’Kael father do?”

Callo jumped in at this point. “Also there has been a few warnings revolving around Ravyn. Such as Darkness cloaked in light. Lost Souls. Abyssal Lord. The Night King.” Or “Death Rides. Beware the Nyght King. Blood and death. Screams. The Demon Free! Liber Aneguemis Lost and Found. The Guardian of Syn Corrupt."

"Free The Night King, the Night King free us!"

Night King walks Sargonnas sleeps. Bargains made. Blood runs. The first one a bride. The Dark One plays.

And my all time favorite

“The King of Night is Come!

The Nightmare is freed.

The Light has become Dark.

The Dark becomes light.

The Virgin unpure.

The Horned Lord Rages

Deamon unbound

Silence Broken


Kaos walks”.

You wouldn’t happen to know what these are all about? Night King… is that Ravyn’s uncle or father? Callo guessed.

Gem

“Nothing like being insulted by a duke from hell” Gem commented. “Now there is no way I can figure this bull shit out. But here are a few guesses:

The Gates are open…. Might be about the wards being down at the school.

The Night King is Here… no idea.

The Queen Falls… Ravyn’s mother? Inquisition?

Darkness Waits… Raven Queen?

Night Hags plots… Could the Hag we killed… or

The Dragon and it’s Horde!... could be Callo, but I doubt it

Screams the NYght… no clue

Liber Aneguemis !!!!... This an ancient text with deals with recipes for acquiring powers (invisibility, divination, mastery of natural phenomena, transformation, among others) and for the artificial creation of hybrid living entities, all from substances that include mineral preparations, organic fluids (such as sperm and blood) and bodily remains of men and animals, also using glass and metal containers inside a magical laboratory.

The Bride unBound!... that might be Ravyn

“Sargonnas Walks!”… this is Angus or something Angus is going to turn in to.

“Hey, keep me out of this!” Angus protested

“The Dark becomes Light.” I don’t think that is me… could be Ravyn or M’Kael

The NIGHT KING!!... no clue” Gem guessed. “Ramzaheed… any ideas?”
 
Ramzaheed
When Gem looked at Ramzaheed she could see that his face was filled with confusion and contemplation.
“Demogorgon, Janni, what?” He stuttered. But he just couldn’t pass up this opportunity, so he decided to question the being that was currently in the place where Raven was.
“I am sorry for the inconvenience Great and powerful Ashmadae, but could you please explain to me what you mean. Just in case you aren’t aware, if we hadn’t rescued Ravyn, and I didn’t brake those infernal chains you would have been at the mercy of others.” Then he looked at Gem.
“My uncle is the professor who’s home you guys were at.”
Then he turned his attention back to Ashmadae trying not give off any indication of fear.
 
Isabeau:
Looking at the duo Isabeau’s lips lifted in a soft smile. “My to be you and excited again,” she laughed with a soft tinkle to her voice. “I’m a witch not a prophet. I don’t understand any of that. If you want it understood.. find a medium. A fortune teller. An Oracle. A seer.”

“Perhaps if you write them all down, I can have it researched?” she suggested snapping her fingers hard and twice. When the Baelnorn butler appeared she simply told him pen and paper.

“Ravyn has no Uncles, I was an only child as was my husband. As for a Night King, whatever spelling is used, I’d ask a Historian or a prophet. Or Shar, Queen of Shadowfell. Night and Shadows go hand in hand, though shadows are most often seen during the daylight hours. They exist at night as well. After all isn’t night nothing more than the largest shadow ever?”

Ashmadae :
“Suck a duck, mousling.” Ashmadae snapped. “Thanks for the gift of freedom, be happy I don’t suck your powers from your withered corpse. And make you part of the Danse Macabre in the Inferno.” White hot flames flickered across it’s skull for a moment as dark embers of hate glared from eye sockets. “When I get free of this bit…” it started to threaten before the fires cooled and faded, the skin reforming into Ravyn’s tormented face.

The transformation complete she looked more like a drug addicted recovering from a bender, or a coma patient waking up. Trembling weakly she lay on the couch. “What happened, where are we? Where’s that.. thing? Did we win?”
 
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