Ghost Town

Darian had just come from the portal and started on his way in a new place. is hooves thundered into hard soil and lava flew in all directions. It flecked his underside and instantly cooled leaving gray and black lumps upon him caught in his bright red coat. His long wavy mane flew through the air and stuck to branches and trees but they were not enough to hold him back. Something had caught his sights. Something old, something silver.

The solid ground turned to sand and he came down on his knees. *Hahahaha clutz! Can't handle a little sand?* "Shut up!" Darian staggered to his feet and a giggle slipped from his blood red lips. "Haha I guess I wasn't expecting it." he said aloud. "This place is gonna be full of surprises and hopefully some more people to fuck with." Razúl released a laugh with him. Darian arched his neck and reared as lava now poured down like a waterfall into the sand. Pushing off his back legs he leapt and landed in a full gallop toward the strange silver rocks. "This place must be abandoned.." *Yeah, must be. There's gotta be a reason though, lets find it!* his demon said with a giggle.


OOC: thread open to anyone. Possibly important information: Darian has a demon attached to his soul named Razúl. Razúl speaks in *...* and can not be heard aloud. If Darian is replying to him in thought it is spoken in quoted Italics . His profile is still in progress so any questions, feel free to ask me <3

The young girl trudged her way through this land. This place was different. It was new, and the girl knew what happened to new places. There is always that monster or beast lurking around the corner. Sparks dance and waved over her pelt as the sun glared down on her hide. Cream hooves skipped as she hummed softly. The black wound on her chest oozed and dripped a morbid trail of black flowers behind every step. Maybe it was funeral flowers for any who came across this fallen angel. Long silk strand of milk floated behind the divine figure. One large wing opened as she skipped to show the blood knight imprinted on her ribs. For a moment the girl came to a halt. Not a single giggle or hum escaped her maw. Softly she presses her velvet muzzle to the blood stain. "You are greatly missed, Father." If she could feel sadness she would have teared up, but the girl did not know how to feel any emotion. Her blood speckled gaze narrows upon a path that one before her created. The beast was lousy; his footing was not the best. A cackle escapes from her banded maw as she skips off. This thing would be easy prey. If this pathetic beast could not even handle sand, what would happen when she got a hold of it? Maybe she would bid it to the earth with Arcta. Giggles escape her maw as she shifts her shoulder. The chain whispered sweet chimes into the wind. OH! She would bind the beast up the pouring sand into every orifice of its body! Imagine the feeling as dust fills their lungs and trickles deep with their ears! Her skips grew larger as the giggles grew in sound. This would be so much fun! Finally, after a short distance, her crimson filled eyes narrowed upon the beast who made these tracks. A smile drifted across her masked features. It sealed in any dark thoughts, and the only thing that could be read was a sugar sweet smile. The girl skips closer as soft spider silk strands dance behind her. Waves of sparks arced across her petite bodice. She could almost not handle the excitement! When her sparking blood wings came to the side of this stallion, she slowed her pace. "Are you all alone out here? " She does not say hello, she does not introduce herself. Castiella simply lets a child like a giggle escape her maw as she nearly floats next to the crimson stag. "Talk" @Darian Castiella I'm Well acquainted with villains that live in my HEAD

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Darian could hear soft pitter patter behind him but he didn't know what to think. *Someone's coming* Razúl spoke. Because their souls were connected they could feel each other's senses, feelings and thoughts, though Raz rarely ever felt anything. Wind blew his bright yellow mane and with it came the creature's scent. It was sweet and corrupted and it filled his dark lungs. A smile curved upon his red lips. He listened but the steps were so light and so quick there was no way it could be anything more than a small fox or large hare. Then, quicker than he realized, she was upon him. His white eyes traced down her attractive banded muzzle to her velvet soft lips to the wound upon her chest which leaked dark liquid that grew black roses. Black Roses. He thought. They’re just as corrupted as his soul that was half demon and half his own. His eyes raised to meet the giggly mare’s and her crimson specks. Darian’s attention then came to the sparks that danced across her back. It was strange and unnatural but then again he wasn’t that normal either. He stood too long and his hooves burst into flame while small pools of lava filled in the sand ditches his weight made. “Hello there my lady.” he said charmingly. Her sparks caught his eye again. “I am never alone.” he said mysteriously while a dark smile began to crack upon his face. A murderous look flashed across his face but only for a moment as he put Razúl’s murderous feelings aside. Something was different about her, something he liked. His dark smile remained as he spoke, “What might you be doing here miss?” he spoke smoothly.