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The Daughters of the Secret Veil

Zalamauhn Arukka opened the door slowly then stepped into the erie house looking around as he gazed around. The atmosphere was heavy and dark, it felt as if something was pressing against him with each breath he took. "Hello, I-is anyone here? I was told to seek this place out." He spoke out as his voice was shakey at first due to the pressure of the atmosphere this place was giving off for him.
A dark-robed figure stood before the unnamed stranger. Her dark, intimidating silhouette contrasts with the bright, beautiful light shining from the blue windows on the farthest wall. From the doorway, one could see the dark-robed figure flipping through various journal pages with her red gloves. She paused when the stranger's voice echoed in the tiny room, closing the journal and not saying a word.

The Daughters of the Secret Veil

Zalamauhn Arukka had a lump in his throat formed when the mysterious woman floated towards him and spoke at him. This woman's voice appeared rough but it wasn't her voice that caused him some erie feeling, it was the way she just floated over without touching the floor. He leaned in close to speak to her. "I was told you people could assist with me learning more about communing with the dead."
As the xaela leaned in to speak to her, Ceana's porcelain features twisted into a cruel smile. She lifted her hand to the man's throat and wrapped her delicately gloved fingers around it, leaving her thumb to gently press into his adam's apple, "Why is it that you stupid mortals keep interrupting me every fucking night? I've already fed one of you to Mina, but not even Mina has a hunger large enough to rid me of you stupid pests." Ceana slowly lifted the man up to the tips of his toes before pulling him closer to look at him.

The Daughters of the Secret Veil

Zalamauhn Arukka eyes widden as he was surprised by this woman's strength and lifted up by only his tip toes where touching the floor. He had to think fast, so he just mustered all his courage decided to bark back. "Excuse me!? Who the fuck gave you the right lift me up like this? More so call me a fucking stupid mortal? Yes I am mortal but I not by far stupid!" He took her wrist and then leaned into her as if he was taunting her like 'Do you worst. Zalamauhn Arukka flashed his teeth at her, at her. "I am looking to control the undead that I can summon bitch! If you can't help then either help me or get ready to join my army of the damned." Ceana Ramsay's cowl slid down her silky black hair when the xaela pressed his weight into her arm, revealing her porcelain skin and blood-stained lips for the first time. The man before her knocked her off balance. He was a striking resemblance to a prior voidsent that was very special to her. When she thought she had control of herself, his determination knocked her wobbly again, making it hard for Ceana to take control of the situation. The vampire smiled sweetly and gently set him down on his feet once more. She turned her back to him, removing her red gloves, and spoke freely, "I suppose I could give you access to a special grimoire we have, but you have to show you are worthy of our time.

The Daughters of the Secret Veil

Zalamauhn Arukka tilted his head and rubbed his neck where the woman's hand was just at. "Good." Was all he said as he was rather aggravated at the woman at this point. He was rather impressed by her sudden beauty with soon as her hood vanished from her face. "Please lead the way. Ceana Ramsay couldn't help but laugh when she heard the audacity of the man's suggestion, " A Ho ho ho hoooo, a ha ha, no. You have to bring us a sacrifice first. When you get us one, I will let you use our grimoire. The offering has to be a special one, though. A beautiful woman that stirs lust in your loins. Zalamauhn Arukka lets out a disappointed sigh. "A sacrifice huh?" He looks away from the woman shaking his head as he was fresh out of sacrifices at the time. "Sadly I am out of sacrifices at the moment." He said with a chuckle. Ceana Ramsay smirked up at the man, letting her scarlet eyes communicate the intensity of her anger instead of the usual violence, "Then... go fetch one. Or, I will feed you to Lynette and let her play games with your corpse before we sacrifice your leftover aether back into the land.