The bloody kings ghost[xeph]

He made his way north, looking for those that might support him. It was an easy journey for him to make but he took his time. Currently his one eyed gaze watched over this battlefield, scanning the darkness as dawn approached for either prey or potential friend. He reclined upon the form of a metal machine, he didn't know what to call it but the growth of plants were starting to claim it as part of the land. It was a dark green and had a long hallowed pole pointing off it. It's ledges made a nice throne for him for now.

He had a lot of work to do until he could take down his coward brother, but he was sure it would come in due time. Forsaken was proving tricky to find but he supposed that was a good thing. After all if he couldn't hide what use was he to Rikeros? Or even to Enigma? He was sure he would put either Paradox or Enigma in the place of his equal. It would keep them from growing a hatred for him. He'd make sure the other held a council position but he still had no clue about forsaken. Plus he still needed to think about finding a woman to secure his legacy. If he had to enslave her then so be it, but find one he would. He had thought about looking to paradox and enigma for on-site on where to look but he doubted they wanted to help much. They were only in this so they could tear ganta limb from limb. Gantaxs woman would die as well and his children if they were lucky would be taken in by one of the Hellstroms and taught their ways.

His tail flicked as he delved into his thoughts. His eye continued to scan though.