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Kairo thought he heard a voice, but he was preoccupied fighting these nusiances, "Why don't you all just go in peace?" he asked as he began to string large combos with Redeemer, a skill that took a childhood of dedication and faith to perform.

Finally all the lesser demons were sent back to Hell and to stay there for a long while. The demons around Sin started to get restless. Pride and Wrath had been whispering to each other to attack the priest first with theirs. They stopped and watched the path as they heard footsteps. They prepared.

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Phelan brought the katana down before his body, resting in his left talon, while he crossed himselfwith his right.

He brought the katana back into his right hand, letting its blade fall downward and shifting his grasp to allow the blade to sit properly.

The Archpriest finally opened his eyes, revealing a pair of golden-hued irises, faintly flattened sideways. Almost feline.

He stood in a narrow opening, roughly square, and roughly twenty meters on a side.

"Pater noster, qui es in caelis:
sanctificetur Nomen Tuum;
adveniat Regnum Tuum;
fiat voluntas Tua, sicut in caelo, et in terra.
Panem nostrum cotidianum da nobis hodie;
et dimitte nobis debita nostra,
Sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris;
et ne nos inducas in tentationem;
sed libera nos a Malo."

He cocked his head slightly, fanning his wings, and taking on an almost angelic appearance.
"Amen."

((sorry for a late post but I'm dying to join...))

Name: Aaron of St. John
Age: 22
Species: White Cat
Rank: Chaplain of the Blind sword
Appearance: slightly over 6 ft tall. He wears pure white robes with gold trimming. Carries a large, curved dai-katana on his back. Wears heavy, pearl-white gauntlets covered with runes. Has hair only a shade darker than fur.
Weapons: Dai-katana on back
                  Silver crucifix
                  Gauntlets of sealing

Aaron approached Phelan from behind. He was only a Chaplain, a person who preached to the everyday person as a pose to the head-office ranking people. They were the ones who did all the complicated rituals - some that he was not even allowed to even speak of. "Arch Priest Phelan...I have to talk with you about the attendance of the chapel of St. John on the northern side of the town..." He bowed as was required of his rank. He was a servant, a tool for the Lord to use as he saw fit. Aaron readjusted his cowl as he stood straight again. He put his hands together and recited an "Amen" as he realized he had disrupted his prayer.

"I believe we have lost yet another lot of the saved to the greater demons that now dwell this plane..." He knew that he wasn't supposed to have any idea about this but he was a very well-connected man. "All together we have lost over ten of even my most pious attendants...I begin to fell the grip of his mighty hand" He looked upwards for a second before meeting Phelan's eyes again. "Is once again slipping on this island of faith...I wish I could create a rune-shield around the city like my gauntlets but even my high-master - the Grandmaster of the Blind Sword - cannot erect something of that scale, even with the help of the entire chapter..."

He bowed again merely out of nature. "I believe that the gates that once sealed the cages of the Seven Deadly Sins - the Greater Demons of Diablo himself - Has finally broken and that darkness has once again fallen on this world..." Aaron put his hands together again and made a small prayer of his own. "I wish to ask permission for a grand cleansing of the northern side. I wish to unleash Blind Sword of Justice upon the damned that now dirty our pure waters..." He asked something big but he had faith that the Arch Priest would know the righteous path...

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The Archpriest tipped his head back.
He sensed that the presence of evil had receded, but could tell it was not going to stay that way.

"Brother Aaron, I must confess to you that both Brother Kairo the Spiritpriest and myself have felt the breach. These demons have already visited our realm, in conjunction with Sin himself. I fear that alone, not one of us will stand a chance, but even so, we must have faith. Here, follow me, brother. I think we've to discuss with Brother Kairo as well."

Phelan bowed hos head a moment longer, then returned his blade to its sheath.
He looked up, stood, then smiled.

"Have you ever considered the irony, Aaron, in the fact that we all use katanas...? Blades from a region once loathed by our Lord...? Quite a beautifully maneuverable piece of equipment though, I must admit... But in any case, we've important matters to attend to, so no, I mustn't allow you to go just yet."

Aaron tugged at his sword belt. "Arch Priest...I do not wish to sound in any way ignorant but the Brotherhood of the Blind Sword long ago stated that to defend life is the greatest honour in life. Our previous design of sword was inefficient to seal the demons and send them to hell where they belong. The katana uses a very simple, a very subtle and yet very powerful magic in its making that allows us to seal with much more ease and safety..." He looked at his heavy gauntlets. “The heathens that did make these however learned that this magic could be used for another purpose rather than mere slicing and stabbing..."

He had an extensive knowledge in the history of his chapter. The brotherhood had therefore left him to his teachings and books to teach the common people about what they are and what they do. "I am sorry for the history lesson my lord...I did not wish to lecture you on something so very petty..." He moved around the fingers on the gauntlets. Brothers of the Blind Sword sealed powerful holy demons sent by the Lord into their hands. It allowed them to kill anything in their path due to the demons experience. Aaron had a very, very powerful demon inside him. This is why he had not only more sealing runes, but far more powerful runes than any other brothers sealing gauntlets…

Kairo went to rejoin with the archpriest, constantly being pestered by lesser demons, he had killed over 100 so far, and Redeemer was begining to evolve into it's second form...the blade became even more reflective and now it gained a more elegant shaft and blade, making it a beautiful deadly weapon. Soon Kairo came upon the Archpriest and Aaron, "Hello Brother Aaron, seeing as your here....I'm guessing that everything is not well at St. John?" he said calmly, his golden eyes looking calmly for any more nusiances.

Aaron gave him a snort. The Blind Sword and the Spirit Priests had never been on good terms. He disregarded that for a second to answer "We've only had a faith issue...seems like your sector has gone to hell hasn't it..." He looked up and made a small prayer. He looked down to see a small crack develop in the ground below him. He just away quickly as a grotesque arm flailed around, trying to grip on something. He drew and sliced the arm off at the wrist in one swift motion. Aaron gave the Spirit Priest a small smile. "And that's without the demon's influence..." He made a point that he didn't just rely on the deeper knowledge of the greater demon sealed in him.

He saw the blood steam on his sword. It evaporated into the air in purple clouds. The white and gold dai-katana gave off its own light, glowing in the darkness. He sheathed it on his back and grabbed the stump of an arm with his gauntlets and suddenly the runes on them seemed to glow and suddenly explode. Lines of red writing and symbols flew down the pearl white surface and as they came into contact with the demon's flesh they heard an inhuman scream. He was sealing the demon inside his gauntlets. There it would be destroyed and disposed of by the very demon that already resided in them. A flash of arcane symbols and mysterious swirls seemed to appear across his face and arms before it was over.

The demon had disappeared completely. The hole it had made still resided there but the unholy creature would no longer haunt the night for the rest of eternity. He had fed it to the righteous being inside of him and it seems to have greatly pleased it. "The name of my demon is Letum the holy demon. Otherwise known as the Annihilator..."

Kairo sighed, "Still disdainful of my order, I see....No matter, I can live with it." he said calmly with a shrug, Redeemer resonated at the remark of the Spiritpriest sect going to hell, aparently Redeemer didn't like it very much.

(sorry i couldn't join sooner if i can't then just ignore this post)

name: wrath (conan)
species: raven
apearence: an anthro raven wearing common, but well worn out, civilian cloths. his eyes are red and there is a scar across his forehead.
weapons: unholy magic and a battle axe.
brief history: after the original wrath ceased to exist after a war. sin wiped out Conan's memory and made him bealive he was the demon, wrath, and was granted demonic powers. conan's original holy powers were converted to demonic powers as well.

"i haven't seen blood on my axe in a long time....this will be almost fun..." conan chuckled as he prepared his axe for the fight.

"Almost fun, Conan? And this coming from someone who loves to watch people suffer?" Lust said and smirked. She was leaning on a tree with Envy beside her, watching Conan. She had her arms crossed.

wrath turned his head to see envy and lust, "for the last time, it's wrath! i don't know where you get this "conan" stuff from..." wrath shook his head. "how many have you killed so far?" wrath said as he turned his battle axe in his hands.

Lust and Envy chuckled so evil that it would send very cold chills down the spine of a mortal. "Nether of us has killed any. We have all tried but these priests keep interfering with us." Lust told him, tapping her nail on her arm that gently  made black blood come to the top but it looked like she didn't even notice.

wrath looked at his battle axe, "good....more for me..." he chuckled. out of the corner of his eyes he saw a couple outside on a hill top, disobeying the curfew orders for a night together. "i think i found my first prey." he smiled develishly as he pointed towards the couple in the distance. "hopefully those priests won't get in the way as they did to you." he said as he started to advance towards the couple.

Lust and Envy smirked at Wrath. "Let us do something to add fire to your wrath." They said and disappeared. They both reappeared near the couple and turned the man's head to another woman and he started to lust after her. Envy turned the woman to firey envy that, if he wanted it to, would turn to wrath.

Aaron looked towards where he felt the disturbance. Even the gauntlets could not shield the pull of letum towards the demonic force. "Now my demons need some real food..." He only removed his left gauntlet. With his still guarded right hand he held onto the lobstered, pearl-white steel. His left hand made a few sudden movements at first, cracking its own knuckles and flexing. Then it started making strange signals. Aaron remembered the series and prepared himself. The demon inside him was used to the strain but his only human body was not sufficiently used to. As it made the final hand sign he drew his right hand together in a prayer-like fashion. He disappeared from sight. He was tugged from the plane of the mortals and through the demon-realm. He saw sights not meant for human eyes and that would kill most but luckily his demon was smart enough to already have given him a shield against the full effect.

He was pulled suddenly back into the mortal world. He breathed heavily as he regained his feet and took in his surroundings. He shoved his left gauntlet back onto his hand. The metal instantly warmed as they came into contact, the flesh was not meant for such arts. He looked up at the figures. "Three demons...greater demons...this will be a challenge..." He fingered his crucifix as he stood up full and drew his katana with a deadly shing that rang out loudly. "Back unholy demons! St. John protects the faithful!" The second sentence was his trademark. He always used it to repel lesser demons. Even the name was harmful to those loyal to Diablo...

Kairo sighed, seeing a couple in the distance being advanced on by Wrath, "I will never allow a demon to end a couples life!" he saidn angrily as he teleported a few feet infront of the demon, "I suggest you return to where you came, Demon! Lest I send your soul screaming back to the Pit!" he said as he twirled the Redeemer.

wrath was cought of guard by kairo teleporting in front of him. he luaghed, "this was going to be my first kill but i think you will do." then he saw redemer and he frowned. it seemed familer in some way......like from a past life. wrath shook his head and pushed the thought aside. "envy, lust this the preist you spoke of?" he chuckled as he took out his battle axe and prepared for the fight.

Envy and Lust both smirked. "Yes it is." They said to Wrath and turned to both of the priests. "It is too late. For in mere seconds the envy will cause the end of the relationship.. In turn causing suicide." Lust said and both of them laugh such an evil laugh it shook the village and sent most of everyone into panick. They stopped soon though and the village calmed but was still in bad shape.

Kairo's golden eyes glowed, " I WILL NOT ALLOW IT!!!!" he shouted as he whirled the redeemer and slammed the blade into the ground, causing spirits to pour forth and fly around, then darting at the demons, attempting to send them back.

wrath could of sworn he seen his preist before. when the spirits came out of the ground he hesitated for a second but stood his ground. he dogded a couple of the spirits but some hit him in the side causing painfull burns. he winced in pain, "its going to take more then a fire work show to send us back!" he yelled as he charged at Kairo, battle axe in hand.

Envy and Lust roared as they dodged most but got hit my some also. Lust's eyes glowed with fire coming from them. She grew into an ugly demonic beast with flames from the paws. Envy changed only little, being one of the stronger demons she could take a whole lot more. Lust, however, only took a lot in her true form. She darted to the side and slammed the ground, sending flames from the core of Hell at the priest. The flames half-surrounded the priest and grew like a huge wall, giving Wrath a space to attack even though the sins were not effected by flames.

Kario demonstrated his skill as a spirit priest by whirling the Redeemer around and sending bolts of holy energy at all the demons nearby and cleaving the wall of flame clean in half, giving him an opening to manuvere through. "And it'll take more that petty fire to kill me!" he said defieantly.

wrath was about to strike when out of nowwhere a bolt of holy power flew through the air and struck him in the chest. wrath screamed in pain as the bolt left a nasty looking burn on his chest that shined with fresh blood. wrath turned his attention back to the preist an lunged foward with his axe in hand. he attacked through the open section of the flame wall, he knew that demons were not effected by flames but he was not about to test that theory.

Kairo laughed softly as he blocke dthe axe with the scyth, knocking it away and unleashing a quick combo on Wrath's chest, "You can't beat me, Demon!" he said calmly.