Daxton Bane
Character
~I look forward to that day dear sister of my hearts blood until that time when we let fly everything with not a care in a world. Same goes for you. I would hate it terribly should you fall before we have our last dance. Grow strong my dear for my claws are ever sharp. May you always find shade and water.~ Then with wicked smile still gracing his lips, he appeared to slowly dissolve into black oily smoke before swirling into the breeze, leaving nothing behind but scent of sulfur and brimstone.