<div class="floatleft">(http://i1131.photobucket.com/albums/m543/jakendy/Kadence1.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kadence Hewitt<br/><strong>Title:</strong>Historian / Fledgling Adventurer<br/><strong>Species:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside the tavern<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tiberius, Baa'lethor (Basil), Shenovi, Antonius<hr/><br/>Kade knew in an instant she was being followed but she didn't have the time to engage the male following her. She needed to get away from all this madness and back to the safety of her estate. There she would be able to take the time to appraise her newest acquisition and she could enlist the groundskeeper's aid in chasing this ruffian off her heels. Course, she didn't expect him to circle in front of her and pace her backwards.<br/><br/><em>“Hey now, you aren’t going to lose me that quickly.”</em>There was a flash of annoyance at the words and she wondered briefly,<em>why not?</em>Then she got another good look at them and felt that twinge that had nothing to do with him inconveniencing her and everything to do with him being entirely too... tempting.<br/><br/><em>“My name’s Tiberius.  I heard what that buffoon said in there.  You stole something from him.  Stealing is wrong.  Hand it over, now.”</em><br/><br/>Kade actually came to a stop, blinking slowly before one slim brow climbed high on her pretty forehead.<strong>“I am afraid, good sir, I haven't the slightest idea of what you are referring to. I assure you I am an upstanding citizen of the highest moral caliber.”</strong>She had to swallow a giggle at that last. It was true that she was toying with Tiberius right back, having seen right through his act. He would find her a bit more difficult—read stubborn—than many females he might be acquainted with. Especially when it came to her treasures.<br/><br/>She made as if to move around him, dismissing his presence in a way that marked it as woman's prerogative, though it was far more difficult to do than she cared to admit, when suddenly the ground rose underneath her. Or rather, something was pushed up under her skirt.<br/><br/>Kadence let out a sharp yip of alarm, her hands automatically seeking purchase somewhere as she fought not to go tumbling to the ground. There was a great flailing, tangled limbs, the decisive rip of fabric that jerked her further off balance, and then she was lifted on a pair of strong shoulders for a long moment before being tumbled off onto the ground. She hit with a thud, managing to do little more than stop her head from smacking into the ground as the rest of her body had.<strong>“Ow! Son of a--”</strong>Her decidedly unladylike outburst was cut short when she caught sight of yet another attractive devil of a man looming over her. She missed his move to grab something from the ground, momentarily distracted by the flutter and purr of her hormones as she took her first full breath since having the wind knocked from her by the ground.<br/><br/><strong>“Oh my...”</strong>Was all she said as she allowed the man to assist her in righting herself.<strong>“I... “</strong>She tried to answer his question concerning her well being but a flurry of the most delicious scents lulled her and her eyes sparked with... interest. Tiberius was momentarily forgotten and somehow the world seemed to shift to center on the male before her. She pressed a hand to her chest, suddenly feeling more than a bit warm.<br/><br/>Shaking her head, she tried to pull herself from her daze and turned to pick up her book from where it had hit the ground, not even noticing the details. Something was wrong. She could be sure of that much as she was a notoriously clear headed woman. Not even Tiberius had affected her so strongly and he was at least as fair as the one before her now. Turning back to the man, there was suspicion lurking in the back of her fuzzy mind but it couldn't seem to surface through the fuzz.<br/><br/><em>"Well, it's been great to meet you both... whoever you are. But I must be on my way now. I'm called Basil. I'll see you around."</em><br/><br/>Was it not odd that there seemed to be an odd amount of newcomers on this very night? It was true she did not know every last single person in town but she knew quite a few. How on Earth would she have missed either of these two? Confusion filled her and she lifted a hand to wave at Basil as he left.<br/><br/>Still dazed she looked back to Tiberius, the pheromones that had lulled her so easily with Basil's presence still affecting her enough to have her smile ever so coyly at him... that is until another presence made itself known and forced her to whirl around. Like someone had doused her with icy water, Kade surfaced fully and any artificially induced feeling fled under something that felt suspiciously like fear. Before she could lay eyes on what it was that had jolted her out of a much more pleasurable state, Tiberius stepped in front of her, blocking her view with his rather large frame.<br/><br/><em>"Listen to me, and listen closely because we don't have much time.  Whatever that thing is, it's strong.  How strong, I cannot say, but I know that it's powerful and evil, and those are never a good combination.  My name is Tiberius, I'm a demon hunter, a warrior of God.  I'm here to fight all evil and make sure nothing happens.  I am on a mission from the Archangel himself, and I am one of the few mortals he considers friends.  I promise you, if you stay with me, you will be safe from harm."</em><br/><br/>Yep, he was nuts.<em>The hell have you gotten yourself into Kade?! Lured by a pretty face and he turns out to be stark raving mad. Warrior of God indeed.</em>She scolded herself and began to turn from him only to have her face grabbed between to massive, yet oddly smooth and gentle hands. Though he'd not hurt her, she was reasonably sure she couldn't have gotten away if she wanted to and so she was very aware that she was facing a very crazy man whispering to her in a language she could not understand.<br/><br/>Kadence Hewitt was not an overtly spiritual person. Did she believe? Of course. Did she profess that belief out loud and hold it as a shield before her like some bible thumper? Not at all. Her faith was a private thing. This... what Tiberius spoke of... it was just a bit outside her comfort zone. Of course, that didn't seem to matter to the being that had followed them from the tavern.<br/><br/><em>”I have an inquiry for you both. Answer and you can keep your book. And you can keep your life. But answer honestly as my humor doesn’t need to be sated with foolishness.” </em><br/><br/>There were times in which Kade seemed to lack that most basic of traits gifted to most individuals at birth, mind you she wasn't the only person to lack this certain thing called “common sense” but it was more that hers seemed to go missing at certain times. Now was such a time for the second the pink eyed man—she doubted such a simple word described the truth of what he was as he set every hair on end—referenced the book she'd acquired defiance surfaced with a hot rush of anger fast on its heels.<br/><br/><em>”So here is my riddle for you. You find yourself standing before a fountain of power and there is a war raging between good and evil, angels and demons. This power itself could very well tilt the balance on either scale. Would you take the side of divinity, live in a world of peace and tranquility, but knowing most ambitions would be governed over? Would you go demonic, a land enslaved with darkness, bowing your head to those above you? Or.. Would you use this power for yourself and shape a world as you see fit?”</em><br/><br/><em>Go feck your self,</em>was the first thing that came to Kade's mind and she almost said it plainly—common sense had fled surely—but thankfully Tiberius spoke first. As he spoke she looked around for any chance of escape, not sure if she wanted to trust her chances of survival to a man she was no longer sure was sane. He certainly seemed to believe the words he spoke, which was both troubling and oddly reassuring. Still, it was best if she separated herself from this nonsense before it truly cost her. If she could make it to the next building over she could lose them, she was sure.<br/><br/>By the time Antonius dropped in—something she felt but attributed to her tightly wound nerves though she did not turn—Kadence was turned completely from the two facing off and with hands clenched tightly around the book she'd tucked back into her pocket earlier, she attempted to make her way ever so quietly into the dark.