Meeting of the Minds

[Sephirothsicase]

Forgive me but I have one more...

May i be intruding if i asked where you have come from? and what is your history?

[Cirrial]

Cirrial shakes his head, ears swaying in response. "Not at all. I come from a group of worlds collectively known as Meles. The world I came from consists of a large landmass, and a huge lake known as the Mana Pool, for the simple fact that the water it contains has properties unlike water found in any other world, dimension, time or whatever.
I myself consist of said water, but this is not the entirety of my being. If I was to lose all my water I would be but a formless essence, and this has happened before. It is a painful inconvience, but not a finality - I just have to go out of my way to get to the Mana Pool."

He pauses in solemn contemplation. "If I can die permanently through a specific means, I don't really want to find out for myself what the means are."

He continues, addressing the second topic. "Ah. I have had a long and eventful history. Sadly, I cannot inform you of most of them, as I was in a fairly..." He waves a hand in the air as he tries to recall words. "...confidential position. But I've defended realms for invaders, and I have fought in many a war against the forces of evil - usually without knowing what I was getting myself involved in. I mentioned the null entity Ahrasikrenathor, and I have often ended up, through events out of my control, facing it one time or another. Let me just say that if you never meet it in your life, consider that a blessing. It is unfairly powerful, especially in the voids it usually dwells in."
His voice has a hint of bitterness as he says the last sentence. I always have to get lumbered with the ungodly powerful ones, or gods, don't I? Fate, if you exist, you've not exactly been too kindly to me.

"Well, in short, there's a lot about my history I'd LIKE to tell some of you about, but I don't think it wise. I have the unnerving feeling that some sort of evil organisation dwells close by, maybe even multiple groups, but I hope that's just paranoia." He looks up to the sky, a little anxious. "I've heard rumours of some sort of council in the nearby area. I hope they stay rumours, for my sake." And theirs. Let them know the powers of a former Ryftkeeper if they cross me with malevolent intentions.

He looks back down at the crowd, observing with his faceless gaze. "Any more questions, or would someone else care to take the stage?"

[Sephirothsicase]

(( After much talking with Shee Mon over MSN i have been ordered to talk))

*Seph felt Shee Mon nudge him for the third time*

Red: DO IT
Seph: NO
Red: Why not?
Seph: Because i dont like the idea of people quizzing me about myself...
Red: Scared? Does ickle Sephy need his blanky wanky?
Seph: How immature you are...
Red: Fine... *Turns to walk away*
Seph: Alright... Ill go do it...

*He watches as Shee Mon grins evilly, Seph imerges from the shadows, instead of his usuall robes, he wears a simple pair of grey trousers with a matching pair of grey simple shoes, he doesnt wear a top despite the weather showing many scars, and a rather odd black tattoo depicting a circle with a slash through the middle, it has what looks like an /\ sign above the circle, with one hand in his pocket and the other raised in the air, me mutters*

Fine... Ill take you up on the offer....

*Seph slowly walks up the stairs onto the stage, he iddly stands there with the red hat he always wears hiding his features*

Go ahead.... Ask away....

[Angel]

*Shee grins from the shadows*

nice tattoo... *she says, audable only to seph. louder,*

a few words on your history perhaps?

[Sephirothsicase]

*Seph bites his lip, he didnt like this already*

Mock the tattoo if you wish, but it had consequences for it, and i remind myself of it everyday...

Erm history, From when to when? When i was first erm.... er.... "Waking up?" or a later date?

[Angel]

from you making, if you have no qualms?

*she sits on a log and watches his reaction closely*

[Sephirothsicase]

*He bit his lip harder, he peirced the skin and a drop of blood ran down his face, he shook his head*

No...No qualms....

*Seph took a deep breath and sighed*

My first waking moment... I was a little smaller than you see me here... I never grew up i just sort of... grew...

*Seph takes the form of his small child, only about 60cms tall*

I was exactly like this, except the clothing was different, i woke up in some sort of, "Winter Taundra" you could say, i just woke up, i had no memories of anything beforehand, i was just a lowly child ontop of a tall,tall mountain, snow was all around me though i didnt feel the cold, i didnt feel anything for a good long time...

*He sighs again*

After waking up, all i saw was a hat, yes, a hat, it may sound weird, but ive had this for a few hundred years... *He points to the crimson hat on his head*

I walked and walked and walked, ofcourse i was...created in some way that i had almost everything that i needed, i could talk, i could fight.... I had to, i found out that i had a weird.....hunger...but more into that later...

I walked for miles, i was beggining to feel sick, so i came across a small deer, snuffling around in the snow, digging for grass or flowers or whatever they eat... I approached it slowly, strangely enough i already knew what it was, i sat by and examined it far away, i apprached it and it looked me straight in the eyes, it fled, after that i...I...i dont know what came over me but.... i killed it...

Then i found out what i was... What I am... I am a monster, but nothing like the elders of my kind...

After getting off the mountain i descended into a small town, i took shelter in a small house, a lady and her children took me in as one of their own, only for a day though, i woke up and they were all dead...

Once again, i was branded a freak and a monster, i was chased out of town, i realised i wasnt human, and soon i grew to hate all of them, i was hunted like a dog.... I killed everyone that got in my way, as much as i hate to admit it, i enjoyed it thouroughly....

I grew to learn how to fend for myself, firstly i had the naturall weapons all Vampires have, their fangs and claws... *Seph's fingernails grew into dagger-like weapons, he sighed* Afterwards i fell into a bad croud, called "The Bloodknights" i was one with them, but sometimes i didnt agree with them, they killed a massive bunch of weird...people... The Elder was just about to kill a child...a mere child...

I recognised her instantly, she even stands amongst us now... *He smiles, the wound drips again* After that i took her to a demon or someone who looked like one, i returned to the clan, and i was branded a traitor, as you can see from my....marking.... *Points to the tattoo on his chest* I was tortured, mocked, spat on, and all numerous other things...

But it was worth it... Before i continue, you must understand...

Everyone that i have ever cared for, everyone i had loved, has died before me, i do not age, that is the curse of my Vampiricy.....

I escaped, but it was dangerous, i slaughtered everyone in the complex while using their blood to fuel me, i escaped easily afterwards, covered in blood, haha, you can imagine the sight of me...

I became cold afterwards, death and violence was ordinary, i made my own weapons and learnt skills from others like me, Alchemy and Swordfighting were a few of theese, i was still extremely young, and still small.... i learnt how to tap into my shapeshifting abilities....

I came back to see how the girl was getting on, but i found death their too, not the girl, but her gaurdians, plus i ran into the Elder again...

*He sighs and stops*

I shall continue if there is not anymore questions?

[Angel]

the ones in the.. complex, they where human? or can you sustain yourself on vampirc blood also?

[Sephirothsicase]

*He nods*

A most asked questions...

No, The Bloodknights where only human, they only knew that i was an adept fighter, they saw me walk into town covered with blood and an inhuman look in my eye, they took me in and used me as a slave...

I can sustain myself on any blood, be it Vampiric, human or otherwise, in a broad sense, You are all just cattle to us...

No offense...

Any more?

[Angel]

.. the... brand or tattoo, why does it not regenerate when you feed? a special ink?

[Sephirothsicase]

No, No matter how many times i have tried to get rid of it nothing seems to do it, it is just black magic, it wont go away, it will always stay...

I believe i tried cutting it off once... not very nice...

Does anybody else have anything they want to ask?

[Raven]

Yes. Why did you save me?

[Sephirothsicase]

I...I....i...i dont really...know....

Whether it was just...compulsion too...or...because i myself had no family, and, i didnt want another person to be put through the same thing...

It...is a very difficult question to answer....

*His head sinks again*

All I know at the moment is that I am glad I did....

[Cloud]

*Cloud stood up and claps. The story moved him as it was much like his own.*

You speak well. Now shapeshifting, how did you come across this gift? Does it hurt when you change?

[Sephirothsicase]

Every...single...time...

Its like a void, it reminds me that there is no chance I have of ever fitting in...

It hurts in my mind also, you have to expand your essence and free your mind from your body for a breif moment, i can become the shape of anything that I see, touch, or hear...

Its rather difficult to explain...

I was just created with it, my first transformation was in a bitter rage, a hunter of some sort shot at me because i was on his farming land, or whatever, so i got rather annoyed and transformed into a winged Gargoyle, it was the first thing i remember because i tried to explore a cathedral, as you can imagine, i was burned as if by fire upon entry....