The great Maria Zaroff walked through the crowded and bustling streets of her beloved kingdom, the Forgotten Isles; her hands itching for the spill of blood. After her last reawakening (the third), her humanity had diminished by a small percentage. Still, it was enough for her to take notice of it. It was also the reason she had maintained herself confined to the premises of her home -to hunt the prey as she pleased without going through a killing spree of "innocent" lives. Although, was anyone truly innocent? Maria licked her dry lips and grinned a Cheshire grin. Nope, no one was yet she hunted scum, those she deemed unworthy of their lives, and gave a new life to those who had earned it. She was the judge and jury with nothing standing in her way of herself and scum... except the beautiful game of outdoor chess. The only opportunity that the unworthy were given to redeem themselves if they managed to escape her grasp in three mere days. She played fair which was contrary to how General Zaroff, her father, had played it. Still, no one except the Warden, due to his quick "resourcefulness"... had escaped her clutches.
Maria halted in front of a small, yet very well known bar and entered it nonchalantly. Immediately, she was greeted by friendly and not-so-friendly stares. Yet she was anything but affected by them. They knew who she was and, if they were smart, they would keep to themselves and not cause a problem as their master was anything but weak. "Dragon's Breath. Unopened," she said simply, sliding onto a stool before glancing at the variety of bottles. The old bartender nodded enthusiastically and a fast jumble of words escaped his mouth in both greeting and praises. Maria's hard, cold eyes shifted to meet the man's light brown ones for a brief moment. Sweat drops began to appear upon his brow and with another fast, nervous nod, made his way towards the back. Maria sighed and looked down at her hands. She had recently taken quite a liking to her mother's specialty brand. Not only did it calm her bloodthirsty side, but it provided a fine and unique taste. Alcohol never much affected her anyways as the worst it could do was sober her up for a mere minute or so. Ah... The price of giving up your humanity...
Her thoughts were soon disrupted by the return of the owner with the wine. Another fast mumble of words were said, this time assuring her that the wine was free. No matter as she left a very generous amount of tip to the bartender before making her way out of the bar. Placing the bottle in her purse, she made her way towards the docks and settled at the edge of the harbor. She had half a mind to uncork it and drink it, but she decided to instead leave it be for another occasion.
]The blonde assassin watched the numerous amounts of ships make themselves towards the harbor each with their own distinctive array of goods and merchandise. She sighed as she fiddled with a loose strand of platinum hair. Ship Wreck Island... Forgotten Isles... Such a great upgrade but not as much as the land of Russia would have been. She could not help but wonder what had become of it... She had told Giselle to take care of it, but was it the right decision? She had been Giselle's mentor, but she was still quite wary. It wasn't as if she had much of a choice though. Kaseki and Neo had made plans to unite their worlds into one and only had told her of it once it was in its final stages. Not that she had complained as she had developed a special... interest towards Neo Stigma. Maria took in a deep intake of breath. She had fallen in love and that had been the very thing that had caused her death. She had been murdered by the very man who had sworn to protect her, Ivan Dragomirov her bodyguard, due to her interest towards the man who had imprisoned them in the wild realm of Necro Wonderland; the inescapable prison. She didn't blame him in the least though. She had deserved it. Maria exhaled slowly whilst turning her gaze towards the sky. She had revived after a few days, but everything had changed. Only her adoptive daughter, Margaret Wolf, remained the same. Her father changed through his numerous journies through various portals, Neo Stigma had disappeared, and Ivan had vanished. Life after that, never really was the same although she hoped and wished time itself would turn back. It could through her brother's talent, but she wouldn't. She would accept it as she accepted everything else and watch the world move on. Still, a pang of longing filled her heart. There was still an emptiness in it of her past life. Her human life with nothing except herself, her father, and Ivan. Yet no matter how many times she denied it, she wouldn't change a thing. It was time to once again perfect herself and her magic. This time, though, with or without the guidance of Kaseki and her father.
A soft murmur wafted through the air. A voice she recognized. Although she had met him but a few times, his voice was unmistakable as was his appearance. She turned her gaze to meet her mother's employee, Mr. Ravage Bones. With great curiosity, she made her way towards the skeletal man and the redhaired woman that accompanied him. "Mr. Bones... Welcome." she said with a raised eyebrow. What had brought him to Pandora? In search for Kaseki? "It certainly has been a very long time..." [/size][size=10]Had it been but three years since she had left Fiore? Perhaps a bit more as she had gone before Yuna's promotion. Four? Maria couldn't help but smile. She truly adored her young relative and was happy with the new addition to Pandora. When Nox became head of the worlds, she was offered a spot but refused. She much rather enjoyed helping behind the scenes. Maria looked at the redhead. Something about her was definitely otherworldly despite her pirate garbs. "You must be from Kai." she said. It was only the people from that kingdom whose essence were noticeably different. Then she remembered. "You must be a Barbossa. You're father has had quite a few things to say about you."