<div align=center>The city was shrouded in darkness... Well of course it was, it was night time, but where shady traders peddled even darker goods, the darkness was all the more prevalent, here, the city was awash with tableaus that spoke of the cities seedy underbelly, here on the corner by a shop labelled in languages old and forgotten stood a Vampire, leaning in close to a female mage, attempting to seduce her away for a night that would end in him fulfilling his hungers, but unaware that she too sought him, for his blood, for his hair, or perhaps for a sought after fang that would lend strength to her spells.
There a human stood, entering a store that catered to the darkest of arts, Necromancy, shopping for bones, for dust and for spiritual essences for their own magics, there they sought the power they could gather to force the world to submit to their will, even if it took countless years more to hone their craft.
And there a mere human criminal raced from a shop of magic, his arms loaded down with artifacts he could never understand, he fled into the night to find buyers for his ill gotten gains, hoping that he would never be discovered by the angry store owner!
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It was among those tableaus that the demoness found herself, crouched in the darkness of a secluded alleyway and crouched over the fallen body of a mortal man. His body was emaciated and drained, the Succubus' wings were spread wide behind her, fluttering as she reached for the mans neck, pressing two of her fingers to his carotid artery before lowering her lips to his.
Had the Succubus known what stood behind her, what studied her back as she crouched over the man perhaps she would have been afraid, or perhaps she would have continued whatever it was she was doing to the gentleman that lay dead beneath her tender mercies!
In the darkness she was a sight to behold, in her natural state the demoness was unrecognizable as one of the students of the Academy, her demonic wings were spread behind her, glowing a faint, eerie blue as she tended to the man beneath her, her skin was a soft, blemishless grey and long red hair that would have come to the back of her knees spread out behind her, lifting and twisting under some kind of dark power.
An ornate brassiere kept her petite chest from the prying eyes of those about her a pair of tightly fitting, matching shorts obscured her waist from the greedy eyes of mortals as well, but aside from those garments the Succubus left her flesh exposed, allowing all who wished to gaze upon her long and desire filled looks upon her toned body!
Flickers of that same blue light danced over her skin but here in the safety of a dead end alley, in the middle of the night surrounded by the seediest of people on the island, ironically the Succubus felt as safe here as anywhere else, but had she known, had she been aware that others might find her perhaps she would be a little more alert!
But she had hunted here before and she had not been caught yet! So what reason did she have to fear? What creature could find a demoness in the depths of the darkest parts of the island!</div>
There a human stood, entering a store that catered to the darkest of arts, Necromancy, shopping for bones, for dust and for spiritual essences for their own magics, there they sought the power they could gather to force the world to submit to their will, even if it took countless years more to hone their craft.
And there a mere human criminal raced from a shop of magic, his arms loaded down with artifacts he could never understand, he fled into the night to find buyers for his ill gotten gains, hoping that he would never be discovered by the angry store owner!
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It was among those tableaus that the demoness found herself, crouched in the darkness of a secluded alleyway and crouched over the fallen body of a mortal man. His body was emaciated and drained, the Succubus' wings were spread wide behind her, fluttering as she reached for the mans neck, pressing two of her fingers to his carotid artery before lowering her lips to his.
Had the Succubus known what stood behind her, what studied her back as she crouched over the man perhaps she would have been afraid, or perhaps she would have continued whatever it was she was doing to the gentleman that lay dead beneath her tender mercies!
In the darkness she was a sight to behold, in her natural state the demoness was unrecognizable as one of the students of the Academy, her demonic wings were spread behind her, glowing a faint, eerie blue as she tended to the man beneath her, her skin was a soft, blemishless grey and long red hair that would have come to the back of her knees spread out behind her, lifting and twisting under some kind of dark power.
An ornate brassiere kept her petite chest from the prying eyes of those about her a pair of tightly fitting, matching shorts obscured her waist from the greedy eyes of mortals as well, but aside from those garments the Succubus left her flesh exposed, allowing all who wished to gaze upon her long and desire filled looks upon her toned body!
Flickers of that same blue light danced over her skin but here in the safety of a dead end alley, in the middle of the night surrounded by the seediest of people on the island, ironically the Succubus felt as safe here as anywhere else, but had she known, had she been aware that others might find her perhaps she would be a little more alert!
But she had hunted here before and she had not been caught yet! So what reason did she have to fear? What creature could find a demoness in the depths of the darkest parts of the island!</div>