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Started March 01, 2019 by @Capture-The-Moment

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"I like the sound of the last one." said Neirym grining.

Tristan grimaced and stared at the dark figure, "Scary," He muttered.

Lacie scans the room thinking of an escape plan

A cold breeze swept into the room as an unseen creature entered the room, seeming to move past everyone, before halting and settling down. The Wraith preferred to keep invisible for now - for multiple reasons. Deciding to speak, she announced her presence in the room.

"Hello. Do any of you know what this place is?"

Neirym grinned. "Greetings spirit."

Lacie looks towards the voice. She shook her head "No" then went back to her thoughts.

Tristan shivered, "Hi…are you bad?" He asked giving a timid wave.

"Spirit? Well, I suppose you could call me that. And I can be bad, if you really want me to." The Wraith answered.

Lacie tensed a little at that answer but she tried her best not to lose her focus

"If I want?" Neirym snapped in front of the spirits face, pink smoke sparkling off his fingertips. "I command you. You are mine now."

"I don't want you to, I just wanna leave," Tristan replied, standing up again.

"For your information, I do not obey anyone. I do not belong to anyone." The Wraith seemed to move away, as the cold breeze lowered to the ground a little bit.

Lacie stood up and disappeared behind the pillar to start the escape plan

Tristan's eyes widened at the smoke that came off of Neirym's hands, "Was-was that supposes to put the uh-Wraith under your command or something?" He felt nervous.

Lacie peered around the pillar making sure no one saw

Tristan glanced at Lacie, What is she doing? He thought

She gave him a small reassuring smile and disappeared around the pillar once again

Tristan's eyes widened at the smoke that came off of Neirym's hands, "Was-was that supposes to put the uh-Wraith under your command or something?" He felt nervous.

"Of course." His eyes gleamed. "Just a taste of what I can do. Just a pity the spirit wasn't as you puny mortals."

Tristan gulped, "Please don't use it on me…" He pleaded, worry in his eyes.

Suddenly, the cold breeze flew out into all directions, then vanished. "I would prefer you stop calling me a spirit, as I am far from being one." Out of seemingly nowhere, The Wraith's hands appeared; large with sharp black nails on the end of each finger. They seemed to move as The Wraith pulled herself out of..nowhere, her faceless features next to appear. If you think about it, she looks like something from a horror movie of some sorts.

The Wraith exited 'nowhere', and she seemed calm on the ground; though it was hard to tell for a creature with little to no features on its face.

Lacie saw this and quickly continued her plan

Tristan was confused and slightly scared but watched the Wraith intently.

Tristan gulped, "Please don't use it on me…" He pleaded, worry in his eyes.

"I promise." He held up his crossed fingers with a wink.

He gasped in fear and gripped his spiked brass knuckles harder. He felt a jolt of pain and held his hand up, now stained with blood, he had accidentally stabbed himself, Gee okay, just what I needed, he thought.

"Hmmm, not the most powerful, but could be useful for my plans." Avalon mused. "Shut up Avalon." said Snail and Brie at the same time.