Act One.. Feast of Year’s End...

Each year the denisens of our Realm come together to celebrate the years end. This year the Feast and celebrations for this festive occasion are being held by Bennitt at her estates. All are welcome to attend and from what Bennit's aids and house hold staff can tell us they expect that there will be no trouble.

However they have asked that we leave all weapons and such at the door.

Bennitt pushes the large oakfall doors open, leading into the small but perfectly arranged entrance of her estate. .

"Welcome to my home, But would you be so kind to leave all weaponary with Issac" (Issac is Bennitts human servant, he is a slim being with a clumsy looking face, but deep meaningful eyes for a human)He scuttled over with a large wicker basket and layed it next to the second set of oakfall doors, and looked shepishly at the wide range of guests.

"And to any of you issac is not your dinner, so please do not bite him" laughed Bennitt.


In a near by town, Terre was putting the finishing toutches on a deadly sword in her shop with Hynebi at her side. Hynebi glanced at the clock as Terre handed him the finished sword. "Terre, if you wish to keep up you're cover as a mortal, perhaps you should attend that Feast at Bennit's place." He said in his usual hollow emotionless tone.

Terre whiped the sweat off of her forehead with the back of her hand, "Yes, but, I'm trying to look lower class here. I don't think such a celebration would be appropriate. Besides, with so many people there, we cant afford to make a single mistake..." She shook her head at the thought of someone discovering any one of their many secrets.

On top of a small tavern, Vernon listens to the whispers and chatters of mortal beings until a topic interests him.

"Hey..heard of the gathering of demons? Yea..think its called..er..Fest of something end..supposingly to be held somewhere over there". Then 2 guard walks by and chases them off. Their conversation then was more painful to the ears. Yyou think the hunters are going?" Who knows.. maybe they will catch one of thos foul creatures this time". Think we should inform the hunters just to make sure.." And off they went. Vernon looks at the direction of the gathering and shook his head. Vernon " maybe its time I go. Lets see what these hunters can do"

As every one entered the room .. Bennitt scanned the faces of the guests to find the face of Vernon her mentor. As she could not see him, a sudden surge of disapiontment ran through her vains. She then decided not worry about it and to entertain her guests. But how could one entertian so many different people? She was just glad that she had Rune there at her side for help . .

In the Hall there was a extremely long wooden table filled with decoration and many types of food and drink to suit every ones tastes, and in the middle was a large glass figure of a vegetable Lamb. The chanderlier had fire flys dancing around the flames of the candles .. Next to the open fire a heard of Satyr/Faun played their music (A Satyr or Faun are intelligent creatures that are found in the wild places of the world it is sad. They indulge in food and drink and romance. A satyr is a horned man with the legs & feet of a goat. The hair that grows on these creatures is usually chestnut brown. The hooves tend to be jet black in colour. Satyrs are mischievous by nature and like to play tricks on others. They have a natural talent for music, they often carry Pan pipes to play their magical tunes on them.) This heard had agreed to play their music for Bennitt that evening as they had owed her a favour ..

"Feel free to dance, drink, eat and have a good time as it has been a good year, the hunters have not taken any of us. We have been joined by many new faces, who i am happy to share my home with . . so please raise your glass's to them and to yourselves" Bennitt raises her glass . . and others do the same and they make a toast. She walked over to the exit an placed her glass on the side cabinat and walked out the hall with out a word to any one, and raced up the warn away stone staircase into her tower room, were she threw off her dress and quickly changed into her riders outfit, and jumped through the open window to land on the soden grass to were she knew he would be waiting .
Hynebi grew concerned and Terre jumped at the shrill cry. It was so close to their shop, which was closing in for the night, it must have been next door. Terre had dropped her tools, glowing with heat, to the floor. A breathless hiss escaped Hynebi's throat, as one scolded his leg, and took no suprise that one was through Terre's leg un noticed. Terre picked up the tools and put them away.
Hynebi walked over to the window to see where the scream had come from. As soon as Terre joined him by his side he took a more comfortable form. He changed, becoming completely black except for his slightly glowing white eyes. He then took his role as Terre's shadow, allowing them to go outside looking as if Terre was a solid being.
"Terresinata, don't bother," He said through his thoughts, as hollow and as heartless as always, "Whatever happened, you dont want to be a suspect. It will ruin everything, do you understand? Once somone finds out about me..." He stoped his thought speech, she didn't need to be reminded of the consequences.

A psycotic smile spread its way on her face as her eyes lit up in the pale moonlight permeating from the window...
By the loud cry in the midst of the night, Vernon turned, eyes glowing red and mouth opened wide, realising that he was spotted by a villager while the the middle of feasting off one of the hunters. The lady ran but was blocked by a wall of darkness.--"

Earlier that night, Vernon traced the guards to the hunters hide out realising that there is a preist within the group. "This could mean trouble, better dispatch some of this meat". Following the group then suddenly the preist vanishes and the group splits up.

--Vernon stood up, walks towards the frighten lady but a voice from the darkness enters his head. Wiping blood off his lips and in bat-flight vanishes. Cursing himself for being careless, " how can this be? I smelt no life but of the hunters, something is wrong" he land at a spot in the forest only some knew, looking at the moon, thinking " the blood moon is coming..but" his thoughts were disturbed by a soft but deep breathing, as he turns, a familar face smiles at him.