Kalvoras Vertal Banned

"I wouldn't draw that sword if I were you, love. We don't really want things to get messy, now do we?" In a flash, the sword isn't even in her possession anymore, instead being held in the hands of Chazin. He smiles and decides to hold onto it until she calmed down

He looks at her movements and a dagger is drawn from his sleeve into his hands, hidden from her view.

He chuckles softly at her words, finding that they strangely turned him on. Hardly anyone had ever fought back from his advancements before. This girl was truly special indeed. "You don't have to tell me~ I was just wondering. And honestly, I wouldn't mind taking you on~ I wonder if you'd fare better than Lena, hmm? Or maybe you're weaker~" He taunted her with his silky, seductive words.

He sits down with her, knowing that she was being cautious of him. He wondered if she saw his wings when he left for the abandoned church to deal with Luzu... "Why so quiet, love? Or is that just the kind of person you are, dark and brooding, hmm?"

"Well, Klara... That's a beautiful name. It suits a strappingly beautiful young lady such as yourself~" He turns completely, looking Klara up and down.

Chazin looks at her and smiles, still curious about this hunter. "You know, I never got to meet you, love. My name's Chazin, and it's a pleasure to meet a beauty such as yourself~"

Chazin walks into the inn, sighing softly as he looks at Vivi. "Good evening, love... Got any new customers?" His sensitive ears twitch as he hears a small squeal of surprise, definitely from a person that he had not met before. He can hear Lena in the same room as well "Scratch that question... I can tell that Lena's already having fun with the newbie."

He smiles and nods, knowing full well that it would feel better with the tightness of it. He thrusts in roughly, making her ass take all fourteen inches of his long, thick manhood.

He smiles and his cock regains the size that it had while it was in her cunt after he pulled it out of her mouth. He turns her around with her ass up once again, keeping her limbs tied up in the bolas before lining up with the succubus' asshole

He smiles as he watches her belly swell and then shrink from absorption of his semen. It was a marvelous sight to watch, succubi were. One could often tell when he was going to enjoy the company of a succubus, just by how well they took his semen.

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Location: Haunted Hotel Chazin chuckled softly at the almost shocked look on Diomedes' face. It was a sight to behold on the face of someone rumored to be so powerful. He knew that he had stumped the Daedric General. He takes another bite and swallows before continuing to speak. He was tempted to let a mocking tone fill his voice, but the rude tone of Diomedes' voice let him know that the man wasn't up for any shits and giggles. It still filled Chazin with a hint of pride, nonetheless. "I take it you've never heard of Armani code. I can't really explain how it works, besides the fact that you can make a perfect copy of something as long as you remember the first time that you made contact with it. I didn't know what your scanner there was compiled of, therefore, I couldn't make a copy of it. And it takes up varying amounts of energy, depending on how complex the object being summoned is. Though, why do you think that I have so many of the same dagger?" He smiles and holds out his right hand once more "<Summon:Iron:RunedDagger_Instance#3850/>" Another small dagger materializes into his hands, exactly the same as the rest of them. He smiles and waves it around before deciding to be rid of it. He didn't need another, after all. "<Dismiss/>" He watches as the dagger dematerializes from his hand, vanishing into this air and out of existence. He continued to silently eat his food, still not knowing if Diomedes was hungry as well. Location: A Small Pub in the Slums He nods at Sophia's question about what he could tell from someone. He looks at her with a slightly mischievous gaze and shrugged his shoulders. He takes a small sip of his drink once again and the turns to be a mirror image of her stance. He looks at the way that her body was positioned, as well as analyzing the movements that he had caught just a moment earlier. "Well, judging by your body language, you just avoided speaking further about your parents... I've caught those subtle glances you've made at my eye patch, so it's more than likely that you're wondering about the scar that I've accidentally shown and covered up, and by the shape of your body, I can also deduce that you're most likely a dancer. Or at least you're someone that moves around a lot. You're also probably thinking about how I'm a lot kinder than most of the people that approach you. But that's not even the beginning of what I can determine from either one's smell or their body language." He takes another small sip of his drink before flashing a kind smile at her. He had only scratched the surface, and he didn't want to mention her slightly pained movements to her, as if she were very sore from a certain type of exertion. He saw in her eyes that she was quickly warming up to him, partially because the alcohol was starting to work its way through her system and impairing her judgement. And this is why it wasn't safe for women at bars with creepy men attending them. He sighs softly and observes her body movements and facial expressions once more. He could tell by the look on her face that she was thinking of something that upset her, something that she obviously wished to forget.

It takes a little under fifteen minutes, but her experienced mouth finally gets the better of him as he spews his thick, hot and sticky cum into her throat

Location: A Small Pub in the Slums Shez smiles and takes another sip of his drink before sighing. As always, he was going to be spending his night alone once more. He takes hold of the eyepatch and slightly moves it to cover up the showing portion of his scar. His other eye, however shone a brilliant icy blue. His tail continued to swish around him, but less annoyed and more happy. His ears perk up when she spoke, her voice sending small shivers down his spine. Her voice was beautiful, when the tone of annoyance wasn't behind it. He took his hand back and downs the rest of his drink before asking for yet another. For someone who looked boyish, he sure knew how to handle his alcohol. "Sophia... It's a beautiful name... And the scent that you give off, besides the alcohol... Are you by chance Japanese and Latino?" He looked at the empty glass in front of him before it was replaced. He sighs when she made her accusation of having him having all those girls following him around. He looks down at the bar before shaking around his glass to stir up the alcohol even more. He smiled at her and took a smaller sip than she did. He nods and watches her body expression, being able to tell completely that she was telling the truth. "Well, I guess it's my voice, and this..." He points begrudgingly at the patch covering his right eye "That make them all swarm towards me. I guess that girls love a good mystery, ya know? And indeed, it's very frustrating not to be allowed personal space of your own. I don't enjoy the attention at all. It makes me feel cramped and like I simply can't escape."

Chazin raises a brow at the rejection of his offer, wondering why he wouldn't want to learn some new things. He thought that most beings were interested in gaining knowledge. His slightly pointed ears perk up as he listens to Diomedes' reasoning for him being so worn out. He definitely ate more than what someone of his size would be expected of consuming. He didn't think that he'd need more, as he'd like to keep his perfect body shape. He points to Diomedes' strange device, quickly but softly poking at it with his finger. He looks at Diomedes in hopes that he didn't alarm or upset the man before continuing to talk. "Well, I guess that I'll have to check that out, but are you sure that you don't want to learn or study any of my abilities? I can teach you how to make a perfect clone of yourself using your own energy or blood. Or, I could attempt to teach you how to do this..." He holds out his right hand, attempting to make a replica of the scanner. He falls horribly short of the copy, with absolutely nothing appearing in his hands. He decides to take Diomedes' advice and decides to simply summon something for him to eat. "<Summon:Beef Steak:BeefTenderloin_Instance#89>" A plate of beef tenderloins slowly materializes into both of his hands and he summons a fork as well, stabbing at a piece of the meat and taking a bite of it. He looks at Diomedes and smiles "Would you like anything to eat?"

Location: Haunted Hotel Basement Chazin sat on the ground, crossing his legs. Just displaying his spiritual cleansing took a lot out of him, and the telekinesis, didn't help one bit. He rubs the back of his head, covering up the single strand of blonde in his jet black hair. He took a few heavy pants before looking up at Diomedes, the tall being still standing above and behind him. He takes a few moments to stand back up, having regained his energy from the little stunt he just pulled. He looks at the strange device that Diomedes holds in his hand. He is curious about it, but he leaves that alone for now. "Well, I wouldn't know about the Daedric sins. I only go by the sins listed in the bible. Lust, greed, gluttony, pride, envy, sloth, and wrath. Though I've commited almost every single one of these sins. All except for gluttony and sloth..." Chazin leans against the table as his head is still spinning too much for him to stand properly, let alone walk. It's a few moments before Chazin starts to speak again. His voice was filled with determination, letting DIomedes know exactly what he wanted. "I could teach you some of my skills, and I have numerous, if you'll show me how to get as strong as you without transforming." Location: A Small Pub in the Slums After hearing her flat answer, He turns back to the bar, letting her know that he wasn't going to attempt to pry anything out of her. He was simply a gentleman like that. A soft growl does emanate from his throat though as his ears continue to pick up the chattering of the girls behind him. It annoyed him both physically and mentally. He seriously couldn't go anywhere without a swarm of women following him wherever he goes. He turns around and gives them a glare which shuts them right up. They leave and go try to find another person to swoon over and accept them. His ears perk up once they're gone. "That's fair enough. I won't push you to tell me anything." He lifts up his glass again, though only slightly as he realizes that he had already drunk it. He shrugs and lifts it up to his mouth, taking in one of the ice cubes and letting it rest in his mouth and feeling it slowly melt away before asking for a refill. Once it is received, he takes a small sip of the alcohol to enjoy the smooth, smoky taste of it by rolling the liquid around in his mouth before swallowing it. It was one of his favorite drinks, and it was what he always ordered whenever he had the chance to do so. He takes a quick glance at the young girl sitting next to him, still looking as if she had been utterly destroyed inside. He knew how that felt as well. He takes another short swig of his drink before turning his head towards her, holding out his hand to offer a handshake. "My name's Shez. Yours?"

Chazin smiles and continues to pump her head up and down his shaft as he feels her tasting their juices in her mouth

He smiles and pushes his cock into her mouth, thrusting hard enough to shove it completely down her throat. He starts to bob her head up and down his shaft by her hair

Chazin smiles and picks up the imp girl, setting her on her knees in front of him. He grabs her by the hair and makes his cock smaller, though stopping when he knows that it'll just barely fit into her mouth

Chazin nods when Diomedes explains to him that Daedra lack affection, love or family. He lets out a silent sigh, his eyes glancing down to the floor. He looks up to see the Daedric man disappear before his eyes, only to have the hair on the nape of his neck raise when he hears the sultry voice of the being behind him. He shudders softly, feeling Diomedes' presence almost pressing onto his back. He shifted slightly, now feeling slightly uncomfortable. As he shifts, his hair moves as well, exposing the single streak of blonde at the nape of his neck. He takes an uneasy step forwards before starting to speak again. "Oh. I see... I guess that would make sense... And I don't think that if Kelania managed to open the portal that they would simply stop at the island. I'm pretty sure they'd probably try to take over the world... And that would be pretty catastrophic..." He flinches slightly when Diomedes asks him about his spiritual healing capabilities. He hesitantly nodded and spoke in a soft voice "It was my mother's line of work, though she was sent to perform normal Angelic duties at times. She was sent to watch over a newborn child in England in 1503. If you could even call it England back then. I bet you can figure out what happened while she was there. While I now exist. And the way that my spiritual cleansing works..." He slips a handful of daggers from the sleeve of his trench coat into his hands. He throws them one by one into the ground, forming a small cross about three feet in heighth. The daggers connect with a blinding white line of his Angelic energy, forcing Chazin to slip on his sunglasses. The daggers are all soon connected by the same white line of energy and the inside glows a bright blue, as if it was a flame. "It's like this, but on a much larger scale. All I have to do is make that formation and project my Angelic energy into it. Though, due to my Demonic half, I can't step into it. I usually use this to cleanse Fallen Angels and humans that feel the need to be rid of their many sins, though they deserve to burn in Hell or wherever it is that Demons go..." Using just a small bit of his telekinesis, The daggers dislodge from the ground in front of them, flying back into Chazin's sleeves hilt first.

He thinks for a second before whispering into her ear "Well, I only take it as a compliment when they're able to take it all, as few have done~"

Chazin watches in distaste as his essence is just spilled to the floor. He scowls at the succubus "Aren't you supposed to be a good little cumwhore and keep it in like you're supposed to?"

He grins as he pushes in one last time before unleashing his load, digging his teeth into her neck as he filled her up. He just kept cumming with her, pouring so much into her that it started to pour out in large amounts

He was in pretty much the exact same boat. He knew that he shouldn't have gone overboard and added the extra aphrodisiac. But, he wasn't thinking clearly, as he had let go to start fucking the succubus exactly as hard and fast as he could.

He let his mind go blank and for him to start thrusting even rougher, letting him hit every spot that he wasn't already. He grabs holds her by the hair, pulling her back just enough to show her his fangs, the once normal canines that he'd once possessed.