"Is this it?" A tall, skinny, yet very muscular man asked. His small black beard matched his equally black hair, which was tied back into a bun. In the bun, was a thin, golden crown like object. With 6 spikes protruding from the top. Making it look like a flame. He was wearing a long red robe, with a red cape, that was black on the inside. Several symbols of what looked like fire were also on different parts of the robe.
A smaller, less muscled man was next to him. He too had black hair, which was also tied in the same fashion. He also wore a red robe, but was less flashy, and more plain.
"Yes, my lord." he said smiling, a more proud of myself sort of smile.
The taller man turned and looked down upon the smaller man. His face became more dark, and his voice deeper. "Are you sure?"
The smaller man looked up, it seemed he was much smaller now, if that was possible. His smile faded. "Um..well.." he looked down at his feet, bit his bottom lip and took a deep breath. "Yes, I am absolutely sure, Lord Erath."
Erath took a step forward and looked down. Closing his eyes for a second, he froze. The smaller man waiting, anxiously, and dared not to move, as he didn't want to disturb his Lord.
Erath, stood motionless, not a single part of him was moving. A smile then began to form across his face, a creepy, evil smile. He opened his eyes, and inhaled.
"Excellent."
The smaller man, who had already began to edge himself away from Erath stopped. "Pardon...my lord?"
Lord Erath spun around, his cape spinning a second behind. "You have done well Herent."
Herent remained confused for several seconds, before what Erath had said sunk in. Looking up he, decided to keep himself calm. "Yes My lord, Thank you." he said bowing.
"Gather the monks, we must begin as soon as possible." Lord Erath stood still, looking forward.
Bowing, Herent quickly departed, leaving Erath standing by himself. The wind slowly pushed his cape giving him a powerful look.
Smiling, he walked down the dirt path that swivelled down from the opening of a mountain. Inside, the remains of a once active volcano. Now only dried over.
