Rising eerily from the undisturbed sands of the desert, Malitos raises his hands skyward as he turns to face the trespassers that are getting a little to close to his hidden home. He forms the sands around his essence giving himself more of a body. The sands seem to obey his every whim and as his body forms before the bewildered men on horseback, the sands give him the look of clothing as well. Standing at a height of just under 7 feet tall he grins from under his cowl knowing exactly what he is doing. Looking at the four men on horseback with their weapons drawn but with a look of fear and concern within their eyes. Malitos grins more under his hood and he opens his eyes and all they can see is the desert sands swirling beneath his hood and cowl. Raising his hands high up over his head, he looks back at the men once more
"GO!"

It is only one word, but it is the only word the men need to hear. As he slams his hands to his sides the sands start erupting from their resting places all around the men and horses. The horses panic and nearly throw the men to the ground. This is all they need to see and hear as they turn to flee. Not wishing to fight this, this.... "Thing" they ride away into the night. Malitos watches until he can no longer hear the hoof pats on the sands. He can feel them still leaving by the disturbance they make on the sand of the desert.

Laughing wildly he smirks as he turns now to face a rift opening behind him.
"That was not so nice Mikeal," says the soft voice of his love, Landria.
"Ahhh yes, but you must admit it WAS funny", is his gravel voiced reply.

Putting his arms around her as he disappears into the rift with her as she says, "You and your theatrics," and gives a little giggle as they fade from view.

Baron Mikeal Malitos is an earth elemental. A being whose essence is not bound to any one body, but rather to a single element. With the ability to place his essence into any earthen form he chooses, from mud to stone and anything in between. He was created many years ago; so long in fact even he looses count. He was made as all elementals are, to be a guardian or a destroyer, again in the folds of time...he can't remember. All that he does know is that he is Madly in love with a Demon by the name of Landria sin Tigressa, and that he is a proud member of the Syndicate of Fate. Both of which he takes VERY seriously, even if his actions may seem to tell otherwise. He is playful and a showoff by nature, but mind your manners and your tongue, or the next sleep you may be taking will be a permanent Dirt Nap.

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