[Vadriel]

Vadriel awakened to the roar of a riot. What the...

He stood and flexed his six black feathery wings, ready to fly away from all this noise, to find himself blocked by an thick metal ceiling. He looked about his surroundings, and was shocked to find himself in a common prison cell! HE, VADRIEL, was imprisoned? Only mortals could have been so stupid as to attempt to contain him in a common, dirty cell.

Thoughts of flight away banished like a sigh on the wind, Vadriel's vengeful nature took him over as he decided instantly to hunt down and destroy the feeble humans who dared to imprison him. Humans...he spat at the word. The Creator's precious little race of ants...perhaps in his search for those who imprisoned him, he would get the chance to revel in the bloody deaths of a few hundred of them.

Vadriel peered at the iron bars of the cell. Pathetic. He lifted a hand, and a wave of cold erupted from it, flashfreezing the bars to hundreds of degrees below zero. He lashed out with his tail, and the brittle bars broke with as much ease as a human body. Folding his wings about him, Vadriel stepped through the hole and looked around.

Apparently this prison contained mortals gifted with the powers of various types of sorcery, and also apparently, as would be expected, they had begun to break free and turn their abilities against their imprisoners. Foolish guards, thinking they could contain those with the Gift in a mere iron cage.

His otherworldly appearance attracted the attention of several of the revolters, and in fear they began to lash out at him with their various Gifts. Vadriel laughed as he slapped away a fireball thrown at him by a white-faced young human female. He delighted in the screams he elicited as he unleashed a small wave of Hellfire, the superheated essence of the great Underworld itself. It cut through the crowd like a blade carved from the Sun itself, vaporizing flesh, bone, and steel as it swept out in an arc of destruction.

The few humans who were not touched by the Hellfire turned and ran from him, but Vadriel only laughed as Frozenfang in its liquid shadow state slithered over his body from beneath his wings, and crawled down his arm to take its scimitar form in his right hand. Shadows rose up beneath Vadriel and consumed him, melting away back into the ground. They slithered blindingly fast over to in front of the fleeing humans, and Vadriel rose up out of the darkness, cutting off their escape. Frozenfang flashed with an icy blue energy over its pure black surface as it bit a wide arc through the torsoes of the fleeing humans.

All the "escapees" in his sight slain, Frozenfang melted into shadows and slithered back beneath Vadriel's wings. This prison contained many levels, it seemed, as the riot could be heard raging through the walls, ceiling, and floor around him. Now, a path must be chosen.

Vadriel's attention whirled over to the far side of the room. A door clicked open, and Vadriel readied a fireball as Sonix walked through.

Sensing something odd about this particular human, Vadriel dispelled his fistful of Hellfire, choosing instead to see how the mortal reacted. If he attacked Vadriel, his life would be very short indeed.