Light tore the darkness in the wide cavern apart like a ravenous creature born from the seated Strix's eyes for but a second before they were dispelled like turning the headlights off on a Rolls Royce. Washington's smile only grew wider and his black eyes gleamed, visible even in the dark space. He opened his oriental mouth and set forth to propose what he'd travelled all this way to propose, velvet voice slinking along in the form of sound waves and nestling themselves comfortably within the ears of the figure opposite him.
"I've spent a lot of time searching for the right allies, Amaranth. I've spent a lot of time searching for you."
Washington's flawlessly composed figure would betray nary a clue as to anything regarding his persona, the domino masked man a master at the art of body language.
"I realize my arrival might be considered an intrusion, as I am aware of the situation involving the Knightfalls. But time is something I refuse to waste. I've come to offer you a position in my world, Amaranth. My new world. Something I will be unable to create without your aid."
Those raven irises seemed to absorb the darkness in the room and he paused, letting his measured words permeate the atmosphere.
The corners of his mouth rose so far his smile turned to a little grin and he gave a slight nod, the remainder of his form as unmoving and erect as a statue.
"I think my new world could be something you'd enjoy."
One zythium boned palm made contact with the floor and Amaranth rose to his full height. Plan brown robes swept the dirt covered floor of the cave and Amaranth strode forward. These were words he had heard many times before, in some form or another. Daemon, and those who had come before him had all spoken of a new world. But just because an idea was not new did not mean it was not worth pursuit.
"Tell me of this new world, then." His voice rumbled through the cavern as he swept out into the light, sharp winds cutting at his broad shouldered form with blades of cold.