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POSTED: Wed Feb 12, 2014 8:07 pm

OOC: So, this is the thread where the boys are found by AT members. Vepar, and Beorc have been chosen to be here, and the NPC that would be accompanying them, (and played by me), is Venom, and there is room for ONE MORE AT MEMBER to be in the group. They will have a chance to post after Vepar and Beorc post. +10

BIC: The boys had had their lessons from their mother, the lies that would curl on their tongue had been practiced, until it almost seemed like they believed it. They would pose themselves as orphans, living with a mother who would harm them if they were not home at a certain time. Their mother congratulated them on being able to be allowed to freely walk about the lands, and outside the lands now that they were grown enough to care for themselves. Viper and Pythius were still princely, in where they barely would hunt for themselves and found that they didn't need to worry themselves about trivial things such as providing food for their hungry stomachs. They knew of how to hunt, Pythius being the one who liked to chase down conventional meals while Viper kept finding himself craving food other than meat. His stomach hungered for blood, and often the male would drain his meal rather than eat the meat. Pythius was the meat eater. This caused the lanky male to have a skeletal build of sorts, while he was forced by his mother and brother to eat something that would stay on his bones, he still retained an odd, lankiness that was caused by starvation. He did not seem interested in ingesting normal things, and while others should have realized that, it seemed that he was ignored with his eating habits besides by Pythius, who held a round stomach on his muscular body. Pythius had a build much like Venom, had the boys remembered what their true father even looked like, they would realize just by looking at each other that Venom was in fact, their father.

Today the boy found themselves outside of Salsola, on a mission for gather some nightshade berries for their mother, and some mushrooms as well. They had seen some of the frozen berries on a bush that did not lose it's berries from the winter, yet they were perfectly preserved by the waning winter. It had been close to that camp that they had found a few weeks prior, where they had spoken to that girl. Lily Storm. They wore their matching smocks and they easily walked silently through the deadened foliage, the two tall silver haired boy were not what they once were. They once were tiny boys from the mountain pack, while now they were spies from Salsola. They were growing into model Salsolians, complete with covering their scents with incense and soaps crafted by their "witch mother". For additional surveillance, Lillith tacked on one of her ravens to follow the boys and make sure that they did not run away, or spin the wrong web of lies when speaking to outsiders. Viper had noticed the bird, and even learned to speak to him even with his cursed tongue and it's slithering 's's that he had issues with not drawing them out. They soon found the spot for the berries and Viper took out the jar that they brought with them for collect such things. Pythius was the one who touched them, while Viper held the jar open for him. They did this for some time, only switching rolls when they came across some mushrooms.

The silent duo did not speak, and since they were so silent, they heard the approaching hooves, and small chattering between a group of wolves. They smelt before they were able to be seen, and the smell was oddly....familiar. Viper looked to Pythius, and he cocked his ear towards where the scent was coming from. "They ssssmell."growled the young Salsolian serpent child to the other. Pythius nodded his head lightly and stuck the tip of his tongue out at Viper. "They sssmell interesting..." the younger one of the two spoke to his twin. Viper thought to turn around and leave, to head back home, but Pythius obviously protested and wanted to walk towards the group of canines. Viper had no choice but to comply with his brother. So the boys started to walk towards the group, their hands full with the jars that they used to collect berries and mushrooms.

Just as they were starting to get close, a giant male on top of a draft horse came through the brush and pulled the horse to a stop, while the two boys scrambled back and looked at the huge horse and rider with wise eyes. The rider looked back down at them with amazingly similar eyes, and a scowl that turned into a bright smile as he looked down at the two boys. Oh, i miei ragazzi, siamo stati alla ricerca di te ovunque! the Italian was fluent from the stranger's tongue, and it was warm, and friendly. Venom held a smile that looked much like both of the boys, complete with the fangs that fell on both sides of his lips. Recognition did not make the boys' faces, instead there was confusion. Viper wondered who this male was.Chi sssei tu? asked the dominate of the twins. Venom was not surprised that he was the one to speak first, he always did have a big mouth on him, but he wondered what was wrong with his tongue. He noticed the split and got angry about it. Venom did not let his displeasure show on his face. He did let a frown come to his face before he barked at the direction where his group was. It told them that he had found the boys and to regroup. Isn't it obvious, I am your father. growled the other snake MAN that dismounted his horse and stood much taller than the boys, and not only that but he was an improved version of both of them.

Then what are our namessss? asked the boy, his tail raising in defiance, Viper always was spunky, and that did not change. You are Princes, Viper, and Pythius. he easily answered, pointing at each of the boys to match their names with their faces. My name is Venom Trombetta. You were stolen from us when you were only a few months old. when these words were spoken, Viper looked at Pythius with his sharp eyes, telling him silently that he was right this whole time, and that Salsola had stolen them. Viper ran up to Venom and suddenly threw his arms around his father. Pythius rushed in to the same and Venom chuckled happily. I missed you too boys....

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POSTED: Thu Feb 13, 2014 11:10 pm

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The greyscale beast forwent the use of a horse and relied on the uncanny speed of his lupus form, which easily fell in stride with the long galloping gait of the horses his packmates decided to use. He ran ahead of the thunderous hoofs as a scout, keen eyes and sharp nose probing the surrounding forestry for any sign of the lost princes. Their excursion took them westward, toward the coyote clan and the secretive Salsola, down along the low valleys as the mountains and the northern shores had already been thoroughly scoured on previous search expeditions. Vepar's own journey south some weeks ago had yielded no sign of the missing princes, just as many other treks into the lands beyond the reach of Anathema had resulted in. To say that hope was dwindling was somewhat of an understatement, but the will of those closest to the young ones was as strong as ever. Search after search effort was launched in all directions of the compass rose. North into the burned lands, south into the dense forests, east toward the ocean, and now west, toward the pack's allies, the least likely place for them to be if they were indeed stolen.

The sound of clinking jars and quiet voices caught his ears before his nose could catch a scent, his locomotion slowing to an unhurried walk as the horses a few paces behind him caught up and slowed to a stop. Someone asked why he had stopped and the Dasa promptly issued a shush, his ears pitching forward to focus in on the sound of movement. Slowly, Vepar crept forward toward the trees, those bright orange eyes of his staring vigilantly into the thick forestry as he traced the vague shape of two small optimes quite deep in the winter withered wood. "There. I see something." He finally answered his anxious comrades, picking his head up and looking back at the father and the guardian. Without waiting for confirmation Venom promptly spurred his horse forward, the large draft breed steed charging headlong into the forest without a care of where his hoofs went. Vepar quickly darted sideways and out of the way as he was almost trampled by the Marbas and his mount, a swell of anger quickly quelled by a knowing understanding. The earth-toned male just wanted to see his sons again.

Vepar found his four feet and shook the spray of snow from the dark hues of his pelage, a sigh escaping him as a warm cloud of condensation. The others moved to search the surrounding forestry and the Dasa did the same, picking a direction opposite everyone else and continuing down the worn path they were traveling on only moments before. Old hoof prints from horses that passed through earlier in the day, the faint scents of all manner of canidae, and various other little traces of this and that were all he could find as he moved along the periphery of the trees. Just as he was about to turn and enter the dense woodland, a gruff bark erupted over the relative silence around him, the sound a signal from Venom to regroup. About-facing, the shaggy beast moved in way of the sound, following his own prints in the snow back to where Venom had charged off into the trees. He tracked the mess of broken branches and trampled brush to where the horse stood without its rider, those volcanic eyes of his peering around the large equine as he carefully moved past those heavy hoofs.

"You found them." The dark hued male spoke to no one in particular, more so saying it to quell his disbelief as his gaze found Venom first before settling upon the two young ones clinging to their father in a much needed hug. A wave of relief washed over the Dasa as he took a moment to shift out of his lupus form, his tall, lean, and toned optime form rising up from the snow laden earth. With a little shake of his head and shoulders every stray hair fell into its proper place, his soaring form lowering into a crouch a few paces away from Venom to get a better look at the much older and now shifted young males. "You guys have gotten so big." He said with the small ghost of a smile upon his ash dipped maw. Pythius appeared to be adjusting well to his new optime form, but Viper was looking particularly undernourished. There were so many questions that flooded his mind at the sight of the two young princes, but the greyscale male remained silent, not wanting to intrude any further upon the moment than he already had.
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A collie and his golden steed moved through unfamiliar lands along with his small but mighty group of Anathemans. This venture was only the second time he’d left their pack lands since that day many months ago when he’d left to search for the boys by himself. The only other time Sixx had left was on his trip to the trading post with his master Panda and a few others. There he had acquired new cloths and almost a whole new look.

His brown leather attire had been replaced with dark smoky leather and cloth, so dark it was almost black but not quite. The shade was nearly almost the same hue as the long beard-like hairs that grew along the sides of his face and down at the tip of his chin. The Nybbas possessed a new collar, one with inch long silvery spikes. His chest was still bare but on his back was a hooded cape and ebony shorts covered his bottom half. The only object that still was brown was his knife case that he’d yet to get either replaced or darkened. His newly acquired Shaolin double sword was an older specimen that wasn’t quite as sharp as he would like his blades to be and he still was learning how to use it properly. So his shorter dagger was still much needed for this trip even still.

With his strength fully restored and body completely healed, the collie’s muscle mass was quickly returning. Even his mind was almost linked back together but he still knew that Viper and Pythius were very unclear. Not that it really mattered anymore, he thought while astride his massive mare, Hesper. Thankfully he had finally remembered enough about the day of the kidnapping that he had produced rather fruitful information; information that lead to Panda and Venom concluding where the princes were.

The collie dog couldn’t help but feel a stormy clash of emotions as the group rode towards the suspected location of the twins. Of course he was thrilled and bubbling on the inside with excitement and hopefulness but the canine was undoubtedly nervous about what they would find. Never did he doubt that the princes were dead – the thought was just impossible to fathom. But how much would they have changed? Would they even remember them? Not that Sixx could blame them, they were only weaning aged pups when the pair was stolen from Anathema. Heck, even his memory was tainted. But even still he knew he cared deeply for them and their well being and that’s all that mattered.

The horses and their riders stomped through the forest in an almost confident manner. Sixx had taken to the back since he was the lowest ranked member and to keep watch from the rear. His job as both a watch and attack dog kept his reeling mind busy and focused. It wasn’t until Venom came to a sudden stop and he heard voices that he began to think about the boys again. The voices he heard were not at all familiar and when he finally dismounted the distant figures didn’t seem known to him either.

By time the bulky ivory male came closer, two optime figures were grasping onto Venom in an embrace and the dark shifted form of the other speaking about how big they’d gotten. This was them, Viper and Pythius. Of course they’d look much different even if he could remember them exactly, the two boys were months older and could now shift. He studied the twins from a short distance from the rest of the group. They looked so similar at first glance that the servant really couldn’t be sure who was who. That frustrated him for some reason and his faint blue eyes narrowed in deep scattered thoughts. His form stood tall and rigid. Finally a sense of familiarity filled Sixx in the narrower twins amber eyes. Even if he didn’t get a good look, he knew without knowing why, that that one was Viper meaning the other was Pythius. The minor triumphant moment caused his long silky tail to wag a couple of times.

He really couldn’t take waiting much longer but out of respect remained a good distance away. He’d let the others greet the boys first since it was most important for them to greet there family and higher members of the pack first. His eyes fell and his body began to move in a slow pacing motion. Sixx was so nervous and fretful over greeting them that for the moment he couldn’t even feel that pervious happiness of at last locating them. As changed as the Nybbas was sure that they were, the dog was also certain of how different he was too. His adolescent months were quickly drawing to an end so that he looked much more mature and not so lanky. Even the thin white hairs gathered on his chin were becoming more dense and darker. Not to mention the new brand that was quickly healing that permanently bonded him to their family. Yes, even if they did retain any memories of him from their early puppyhood, he also looked very much like a different canine.

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POSTED: Wed Mar 05, 2014 7:04 pm

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It was a sweet moment for the Marbas and his companions, for they would be the ones known to return the princes to their thrones that had been held there since they had been gone. It was expected that the pups would still be important to the Anathemans, and that they would be shown the same respect as they would any royal blood. Just because Kentaro was now leader did not make the value of the boys any less. Viper did not know how life was back in Anathema anymore, but he did remember these faces, if only so faintly in his memory. Venom had been there for a long time before the boys had been kidnapped, and even Pythius seemed to remember the scarred face of the tall man that looked so strikingly similar to the two boys. It was painfully obvious that this was their father, and they did not resist, because their 'mother' had prepared them for this moment. They were not to resist, and to simply lie their way out of this situation. Even if it meant to go back to Anathema for awhile. Viper had no problem with leaving the Thistle Kingdom behind, but he knew that he would not be able to stay away for too long. Lillith would not allow that, he was sure. Viper was the first to wiggle from his father's grip to look at the two other wolves that accompanied his father. The piercing eyes of the black male was also strikingly familiar.

Viper stared at the coal colored male for a moment before he had spoken to the boys himself, saying how they had grown. They had, and Viper nodded his head at that. We were younger then. his speech almost sounded normal, though the thick accent of the young Italian was still present. It was obvious that they had learned to use the language in their everyday speech, and this did not pass by the wit of the Marbas. Venom let Viper go to investigate his friends while Pythius reached up to lick at his father's cheeks. Viper searched his memory-banks for the intense eyes of the coal colored male and suddenly thought of his own name, and how it was strikingly similar. Vepar, not Viper. Vepar. the young male spoke to the other, a small, charming smile placing itse'f on his lips before he greeted Vepar with a lick on each cheek, and upon withdrawal, he gave a small bow before his tri-colored eyes looked to the male that was behind the other two. He was tall, much taller than he remembered, but that face and those icy blue eyes were the ones who haunted his dreams. His fur fluffed out, and his bright eyes narrowed on the body of the male. Viper held back a growl, but then a wave of sorrow came over him, and then confusion. He didn't know how to handle the overwhelming confusion, and sorrow and because of this, he bent his ears back and looked hard at the male. Viper knew who this male was, but it was so much easier and so much better to pretend that he did not. Viper turned to his father to hide the pain that was forming on his face as he looked at the servant. Viper's eyes turned to Venom and when Venom looked back at him, he did not see pain anymore, but the same defiance that the boy mostly had in his eyes ever as a child. Viper moved back to Venom and wrapped his arms around the male's waist once more.

Venom had looked back at the servant and wondered why Viper had not been overjoyed about seeing Sixx. He was confused when the sad boy hugged his arms tightly around him and he snuggled his face into his furry stomach. Viper said nothing, but Venom gave a curious rumble from his chest at the actions of his son. I see that you remember Vepar, Viper. He is Dasa in Anathema now, and he works with me on occasion. This, he spoke, pointing towards Vepar at first, and then switching to point at Sixx. Is our servant, Sixx. He has been a guardian for you two since you were very small. He is Nybbas in Anathema, and he lives with me and one of your mothers, Panda. Explained Venom, trying to refresh their memory. There is no way that these boys were anyone else but the two lost princes, but it seemed as if they did not remember much of their old home, and it was not as if Venom actually expected them to remember their short days as princes in Anathema.

Ssssssixxx. growled the dominant of the serpent princes. His eyes flickered back over to the older, maturing collie male that looked so different, yet so much the same as the boy who haunted his dreams. Viper knew who Sixx was, but there was no way that Viper would betray his 'mother' for the Nybbas. He was a servant, a slave. Narrowed eyes turned to the jars that laid on the ground, toppled over from the rushed nature of the two princes that had been found by their father. He flicked his tail and then moved to pick up his mushroom jar. What took you guysss sssso long to find usss? Viper asked absently, his form straightening after picking up the jar and fixing the top back on it and then turning his eyes back to Venom, Vepar, and then Sixx. Venom snorted lightly and looked at his son. You were not so easy to find, my son. Which begs the question of how did you survive, and who were you with? Venom asked the boy, his tone matching the dark tone of his son. Viper blinked absently, and his tail twitched lightly, back and forth, back and forth until it simply stopped, and he opened his mouth to answer. Pythius was about to speak up, but he did not because Viper snapped at his mouth quickly with a sharp motion that was not missed by Venom. Viper was obviously up to his old antics of not letting his brother speak, and once Viper made sure that he was silent, Viper looked back to his father and finally answered:

We were raised by an old nomad, who camped not far north from here. She kept us in a small cave most of the time, but after awhile she started to teach us some things, like how to hunt small game, and she was our witch mother. We were gathering these ingredients for a brew that she taught us before she passed away. he easily lied, a sad look even passing his face when he spoke of her death. Pythius came over to Viper and put his hand on his shoulder. The young liar looked sad as well, and the spoke in a sad tone to Viper.Donth be sadh, Viper. Sheth in a better placth now. the submissive twin spoke to his brother. The act was convincing enough, but Venom was not stupid, and Venom also happened to believe that the mistress with the red fur had been Lillith. This witchmother. What did she look like, Viper? asked the Marbas to his sons. He cocked a scarred brow at the boys, wondering what they would say. She was a wolf, and she was old and hunched over, gray, with...pale blue eyes. She was blind and she smelt of berries. Viper was quick to describe her, but he did so in a fond manner, which seemed unlikely for Viper's personality. Venom turned his gaze to Sixx, and he frowned lightly before looking at Vepar as well. Well, since she is dead, you shall take your places back with us, in Anathema. Right, boys? the male commanded at first, and then asked as if they had any choice in the matter. The twins each nodded their heads, and then Viper looked back to Vepar. Congratulationssss on your promotion.Viper spoke, trying to remember things of the past. He remembered attacking the male's large paws. Issss Dassa a warrior? the boy asked the coal male.

Pythius moved towards the collie male and looked at him with interest. Pythius thought that he might remember the male if he came up close but he didn't really. The youth had looked to Sixx and smiled though. Hai. the male spoke and waved gently. Arenth you okay? asked the prince as he looked at the slave that was theirs once again.


VIPER ARSENIC TROMBETTA
The night is dark and full of terrors
I am one of those terrors

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POSTED: Thu Mar 06, 2014 10:55 pm

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The two young males lingered close to their father and it took a moment for them to notice that others had appeared around them. Viper was the first to notice Vepar, acknowledging the greyscale male's observation with a comment on how they had aged. Vepar's faint smile lingered and though it was small it was genuine and warm, those bright orange eyes watching as Venom encouraged the youngsters to greet the other two males that had come to their rescue. Pythius stuck to his father like glue, offering his affection as Viper wandered in way of the dark Dasa, who remained still in his place, waiting to see if the young prince would recognize him. There was a pause as Viper scrutinized him a moment before his maw parted and Vepar's name slipped past his lips, summoning a soft chuckle from the older male as he nodded. "Yeah, that's me. It's good to see you again Viper." He recalled a much younger Viper mispronouncing his name and his tiny smile broadened just a little more, his head lowering to accept the little lick on his cheek. To the young male's bow he dipped his head in reciprocation, reaching forward and ruffling the mess of silver hair atop the adolescent's head as he had done once before when he was much younger.

Viper's attention then strayed to the Nybbas standing just behind Vepar, his features looking pained as he observed the slave dog. Vepar's smile faded somewhat as he watched Viper battle with a sudden swell of confusion and sorrow, his volcanic sights moving to peer over his shoulder at the male in question for a moment, wondering what he did to upset the young prince. When Viper wandered back to his father Vepar's gaze returned to the Marbas and his sons, his small smile returning as Venom further explained who the two males were. When he was pointed out, Vepar nodded in acknowledgement, his gaze sweeping over Viper first and then Pythius before finally settling upon Venom once again. The father exchanged words with his sons, asking them where they had gone and who they had been with. The young males explained as best they could and Vepar took their words with a grain of salt. For him, there was no way of knowing whether or not they were telling the truth but there was always a measure of doubt. They were very young when they disappeared and as such could have been manipulated by whomever had taken them, making them think any number of things. Whoever it was would pay for abducting the young princes.

The Dasa's attention returned from his thoughts once Venom mentioned returning to Anathema, the two young males nodding in agreement. Viper congratulated Vepar on his promotion and the greyscale male dipped his maw in a warm nod, his faint little smile ever lingering. "Thanks." He replied, pausing as the snake prince asked if his position was the rank of a warrior. "Yes, it is. I am the rank just below your father who is also a warrior." Vepar offered the Marbas a glance as he mentioned him before returning his gaze to Viper, wondering if he remembered their little lesson so long ago. Rather than press his young mind further though, he decided against asking him too much of the past, and instead reached over and helped gather up the items and jars they had dropped on the ground. "I'm sure your mother Panda will have a use for these."
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