Old friends.

Raoul glanced a bit at the rather mysterious form. Sadly, to him, nothing is mysterious, except for the facts he didn't know. Hmm.. like existence maybe ? The Necromancer glad he might had another friend, who has this little affection towards the grace as he does. It's very uncommon yet very common for Necromancers.

" I guess you may.. treat them well too, Artemis~" he smiled. A bit an honor way to the fellow Necromancers. No. He didn't wanted to be called an elder or anything. He was not ... worth of such a title.All he did was to follow his job, random, but a pleasant one.

He likes the way Artemis dressed. The black cloak reminded him so much, so much about The Black Death. It was not a good story, not a good history, but it was really interesting indeed. " We have met... maybe. Please too meet you,Artemis. My name is... " He thought for a while. "Raoul~ " He answered with his deep yet tenor voice.

Taylor had an urge to venture int the graveyard, something pulling her towards it

being the whimsical and carefree/less creature that she was, she decided to just go with it and see what happened

she made her way down the seculded area, and felt a great peace, but as well as activity, surround her

Taylor had always had a small affinity with spirits, able to sense them and see them, but never able to help them or touch them or even speak to them. only see and hear.

sometimes it would be ahrd to watch the ghost of a child crying for their mother continuously, but she usually ignored it and carried on

just like always

however, this graveyard was different to the spirits she had seen previously

it brought back memories of past hunts here in italy.

she remembered old warrents and bounties for criminals here, the names that were written down now vivid in her mind

walking amongst the gravestones, she began seeing surnames that were on the sheets...they were relatives of those she had killed in the past

tapping into her sense of spirit, she got an idea of how they died as she traced her hands over the gravestones as she past

suicide....suicide....killed....went mad....starvation.....murdered.....suicide....suicide....suicide....killed....starvation....

the list went on...far to many form suicide from grieving for those who's lives she took

sighing quietly, she felt a small amount of remorce for those that died needlesly...but she would never change the past about killing those she had killed.

never.

however, that didn't mean she could be disrespectful to the innocents whos death she inadvertantly caused.

getting down on one knee before all the graves in front of her and bowing her head as she clasped her hands together, she began muttering in an ancient form of Elven

she gave the spirits an apology and a farewell, but also told them that she wouldn't change anything she had done. at least she had made their deaths quick

that was when she heard two voices behind her.

one she couldn't identify, another she recognised as a male...human? she couldn't tell what they were, but she could smell the death radiating off of them as well as almost see it like a physical cloak

standing up again. she made herself known

goodevening. i did not expect others to be in this place...who the hell are you two? you both stink of death...it cloaks you two heavily. what are you as you both can't be human.

all of a sudden, she hoped her bluntness hadn't gotten herself into some serious shit...those that stink of death were very powerful against elves...creatures of life and growth

Raoul smiled a bit. Stink ? Really ? This is may be the first time... no maybe third person who called him like that. He thought he smelled more like flowers, spider lily flowers, may be red spider lily flowers but that's okay. He didn't care whether he be called death itself.He was interested more in the living. The dead's... journey was over. He might write them one by one later, when there's no person lurking maybe ?

"Death,yes? " He smiled. He knew the woman will say that but still. Hearing in person is much sweeter. "Thank you,miss Taylor Longwood..."

Glancing back at the other necromancer, Artemis.He knew some things about the man, but it'll be human to ask. "Who do you belong ? Mephistopheles or... Azrael maybe ? Me myself, I belong to Felicia, at least that's what I called her. Do you turn immortal by yourself ? I'm sorry if I'm asking so many, I just can't help being.... true to my own mind."

He smirked a bit to Artemis. Maybe the other necromancer wanted his on story to be revealed first ?He shall see...

Taylor evaluated the creature before her with sharp violet eyes before nodding once and shaking his hand in a firm grasp, raising a pierced eyebrow

i am aware that death clings to me as well. i'm a Bounty Hunter and have killed many, as well as being able to see and hear them. but i can never really touch them or do much for them...as for the obligation bit, well, i killed the family of many that lay here, so i gave them my grievences to the spirits that linger, but i still wouldn't change anything. she explained.

she was a little unnerved by the skeletal feel of the other's hand, but she ignored it, shrugging it off and relaxing again.

so what?

however, when the other spoke her name that she hadn't told to either, her ears tilted back, and pupils turned to slits as she zeroed in on the other as she withdrew her hand

yes....death lingers on you. among other scents for the both of you. but all necromancers have a stench of death about them, or even spirit seers, such as myself. however, i doubt you're a mindreader necromancer...so how did you know my name?

she didn't like how the other knew her name, and her hand twitched to her weapons at her side, but kept them still otherwise as her eyes never left the pair.

"Immortality human test subject! Fascinating indeed! “ Raoul chuckled. He knew, he knew the man wasn't just an ordinary Necromancer. Artemis, huh ? He is on the book,obviously. Maybe a little side on the feeling would do much. He seems to be a very nice and reliable person in Raoul's eyes.Raoul always feels at ease when coming to talk about death and such. It was his topic after all.

“Alchemy,huh ? I never get to touch those things and In my prediction, will never will. Me ? I made a contract~ The contract itself was a secret but it enables me to bring people from the dead, without a charge. There are some rules which I must follow, but it's simple. A little deal between us.” He chuckled like a kid would. Smiling a bit dark and mysterious without looking much creepy.

Raoul looked at the Elf, smiled a bit and turned to Artemis once more. “ As I said, I belong to Felicia. I named her. She has many names of many ages, most popular was... both Mephistopheles and Azrael. Whichever one you think she is~ “ He smiled. He strokes his long wavy hair. He felt a little jealous of Artemis' immortality since he's not immortal. His body rots in time.Pity...

He smiled a bit, looking sad in his eyes. Rare breed. Yes. No longer human,huh ?

Ugh! He broke a sweat. Looks like as he predicted, the elf lady is suspicious of his, abilities. He let out a giggle. “Clairvoyance,miss. I can predic the future, see the past and determine what to speak at the present. Not precisely but only the major lines of history. “ He smiled a bit wryly.

“Maybe... “ he added.

Taylor continued to watch for a moment before closing her eyes and sighing quietly as she accepted the situation

yes, i'm unnerved. i'm an Elf...a creature of life and growth so things go. you are creatures/meddlers of death....you are...unnerving to me. yes, i know i'm a bit of a paradox as i have connections with death as well, but that's what's needed for growth.

when the other spoke of clairvoyance, she smirked a little

oh. okay. this is fine. in my old Tribe, Seers of any kind were greatly respected. i'm used to clairvoyance, but i hate telepathics. what's in my head is my own and no one elses. i don't care if you see what's in my future, or whatever future you see. just don't mess with my future. i want things to continue as they are as my life is really quite fun already

she crossed her arms and leaned against a tombstone, ears flickering slightly and goggles glinting in the moonlight

despite being still and in a relaxed position, she still looked like a predator waiting for a provocation to fight. like a large cat or a wild dog

Raoul smirked a bit. I made traditional necromancy.... Almost saying that out of his mind.He let out a burst of laughter. Unexpected indeed~ Unexpected! This place in turning funnier than he expected.Lively, that's the essence he's grasping for the years. Going out on a festival, joining parties, all he did to fill his heart. But he too return to the grave, to pay respect, to talk, to... be in a place he really belong.

It's just work ? It seems like it, but its a different feeling to it. Just like Felicia, sometimes he too still cries for the death of loved ones. 1 death would be... 4 birth in a second. That's the good news. Sometimes he wondered of who shall mourn for him when he is gone.

....
...
...

sadly he knew.

Nobody will.


“Since you like the person here so much, I would love to bring them to the living once more. It has done me any harm~ since I know you're a wise one,Artemis...” He smiled. He looked to the necromancer's face, such a sad but mild looking fellow indeed. He wanted to comfort him a little, maybe unknowingly it would succeed or not, just a guess from a guessing game.

“ God has forgiven you, the likes of you, I guess.It was done with heart, not motivation to gain supreme power. You may or may not believe me. If you do, I thank you. I have no proof whatsoever, just a little faith I kept within me... “ he smiled sweetly. Maybe, just maybe he could be a little light in the path of Necromancer. They're not wrong. “If you ever thing being a Necromancer is a wrong thing to do, you may always blame me. I set the fire to the whole Necromancer cases...” he admitted.it was sad, but the sad truth. He may or may not believe him since he has no proof. No proof of his existence as the start of Necromancing.

"Oh~ " Raoul guessed they got different experience with the dead. He could turn the dead into a proper living. All he need to do is ask. Oh well! No pain to him anyway.

"Supplies ? Maybe you could teach me your alchemy~ " He smiled mysteriously . " I'm sure this place is sufficient with the herbs you asked for. if it doesn't, I'll make sure to plant some for your needs. Name me the herbs if you may to make it easier. I can assure you that it's all acquired to your needs, but one thing disturbs me the most... " he knew the answer to the question but, yes, to be more human.

"May I ask the reason why you stayed here, at the coven,actually ? "

Raoul smiled, a little chuckle if may. He knew, just waiting to really knew from the first hand. He just nodded as if it was very easy to understand. As a shadow in history, he was thrilled to see the next move Artemis will make. It may even worth his time finding out.

"I see. Other things are nice things,yes ? " Started talking in circles. he himself was a man of God.. ish. He didn't want to take sides though. Only time will tell if the one he served was good or bad. Is it shadow he is serving or light itself ?

"Very well chosen hiding place,Artemis. It's seems to be not an incident that leads you to meet me here~ I will help you." he smiled softly. I know what you wanted, just time will tell when will you do it,yes ?