"Despite all of the downfalls of men, they still reign above all other creatures. if this is not an example of unfairness in our world then I certainly know not what is." The world is a vast land filled with all creatures but despite the proclamation of the human god, there is little to show proof of the claim that all creatures, are created equal. No, that wasn't the word of their god; was it not "All men are created equal" Perhaps that is why their kinds must live in the shadows, Perhaps it is the reason that they are hunted, or that the very idea of their existence strikes fear into children. Perhaps even it is the fact that long ago they struck out, or rose up with other shadowed creatures to stand for the fact that they belong among the light of the world, Maybe this is why the humans created sickening stories of Demons that burn in the sunlight or Wolves that ravage cities under full moon glare and then take human form by day. So many truths remain hidden under the shadow of these people, under their fortresses, and feasts, and festivals. That was until the last High king, the King that finally brought about a level of intelligence their kinds had not yet seen in Humankind. Of course the coven Azrael reigned over was little but ash under the boot and smut of the Human soldiers. Azrael was lucky enough to outlive these wars and witness the dawn of a new age of understanding. A promise was made, a tribute; or payment that sought to seal the pact the King wished to leave in his legend, a proposal, and of course, acceptance. Since that day Azrael has bought his time, waited and watched the world turn with angry eyes as the promises of that man faded just as did his corpse. Of course the new High King took up the throne and the hunts began once more; though by this time their kinds were far too few in numbers to oppose the idiocy of new rule and the hypocrisy of a twisted corrupt senate. Unfortunately he was forced to watch, and left to wonder if the personal promise would be kept that had been made with the only "True" King of this land. That day was coming, and the events that would come with it would set in motion events that were bigger than anything this Lonely Vampire could ever understand. Starting Post~ Azrael looked on past the slight shadow that came with the the length of his blonde hair. Amethyst orbs peering out over the bustling city of the High Kingdom. Of course today was special, a day he had waited for for nearly a century since the day hed gained some shard of false hope in mankind. He was dressed formally for the occasion, a nice tailed tuxedo suit jacket, slacks, a tie to fit the color correctly of the deep purple trim and the silver lining that covered the entirety of his jacket. Of course he would overdress for a day like this, for it was not everyday that one would meet the woman they would spend the rest of their life with. The sun was high to show that it was the mid point of the day, and the air was cool with just the slightest breeze that didn't dare to disturb his hair. Perfect features and a flawless grace as he made his way down the stepping trail towards the front point of the city gates. he expected that the guards would not be all that pleasant to deal with, but nothing would keep him from seeing the truth of that mans promise for this day. The trail grew wide and soon enough he was on a base level of ground staring at the large gate to the inner city. The sea was to his left and he could hear the ring of bells to signify the passing of trade ships importing goods. With a few more steps he stood before the guards who crossed their spears threateningly before him. The guards were clad in perfectly Black and silver lined armor. They had the insignia of the new King, a dominating Dragon of course that just fit so well with the fools demeanor since his unrightfully reign. Azrael had his ideas of how the man had come to power, on how his friend had fallen and with what means his life had been taken, but even if he were brave enough to say these things openly it would cause far more trouble than it was worth, especially when he was sure the rest of the Kingdom had the same accusations. "Halt their traveller we were not informed of your visit." Azrael returned his gaze tot he man speaking to him and a small glimmer formed in his rose like violet red eyes. "Oh, you were not informed good sir, well I beg your pardon but the good King certainly would see me when I have such a valuable estate to offer to his majesty, surely you would not be the one to keep me from his majesty, surely you wouldn't make me late for my appointment. No?" A silk like voice emerged as like invisible tendrils it crept over the mans spine and little droplets of sweat formed. Apologies were passed in the next second and Azrael found himself within the doors that shut behind him. he tapped at his chin in curiosity and glanced both ways. "Now, now today is special indeed, what will i get for my betrothed." He spared no time after that gracefully dancing among the vendors, he had a short while before she would awake but enough to provide her time to prepare herself while he perused the shops the High Kingdom had to offer.