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What Arioch needed was to find his brother. It only made sense that because Ari had been birthed into this world via the portal, that Alastor would have been similarly birthed. Only when Ari had looked around, blinking stupidly in a body that was all too mortal, the only companions he saw were a hellhound and wolf - both which fled instantly. "Alastor!" Ari shouted, his lips peeling all the way back to allow his jaw to unhinge and force even more sound out of his mouth. The demon paused, his ears swivelling to try and catch the sound of his demonic kin's reply, but the only sound which he heard was the ramblings of a mare who seemed to be only inches away from death herself. Yar have gotten fat on the promises of your chattle!! In no mood for games or the tirades of a mad old woman, Ari merely stared at the pale figure, his nearly white green gaze scanning over her with only the mildest of interest. She appeared so close to death that for a moment Arioch reasoned that if he stuck close enough by her, she might keel over and he could sneak back into hell. Surely that's where she was headed after all. But no ... he could not leave this place without his brother. And so his search continued. ARIOCH THERE'S A FEELING I GET, WHEN I LOOK TO THE WEST, AND MY SPIRIT IS CRYING FOR LEAVING. IN MY THOUGHTS I HAVE SEEN RINGS OF SMOKE THROUGH THE TREES, AND THE VOICES OF THOSE WHO STANDING LOOKING.

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