Curse

Marik-Strife · Dec 27, 2005, 06:12 AM // 06:12

Marik chuckled coldly from her response.
"You'd be doing me a favor by doing that..Just tell me who you are and i'll tell you who I am.Sound fair child?"

Storm Crow · Dec 27, 2005, 06:15 AM // 06:15

She pressed her blade a little harder into his throat.

"You may refer to me as Crow. Now, who are you, and what is your buisness here?"

Marik-Strife · Dec 27, 2005, 06:21 AM // 06:21

He chuckled coldly again.
"I am Marik,Marik Strife...And I do not know why I am here..I just am."
His cold crimson eyes locked onto her's,staring into them emotionlessly.

Storm Crow · Dec 27, 2005, 06:29 AM // 06:29

She again spoke to her Stalker in an old tongue, "Gari. Tighten."

She lowered her blade from it's place and returned it to its sheath, turning away from the warrior and to the necromancer. She repeated herself to the stalker, and his fangs slowly punctured a vein. "Good boy." Garion let out a soft purr, thanking his mistress for the compliment.

"Would you like me to explain the situation we currently stand in?" She asked, turning back to the warrior.

Marik-Strife · Dec 27, 2005, 06:32 AM // 06:32

Marik's eyes locked onto the feline and the Necromancer,watching closely.
"Yes,explain to me what's going on..I am extremely curious..Especially with the corpse of the Lionguard that's being body bagged outside..Does this necro have something to do with it..?"

Storm Crow · Dec 27, 2005, 06:35 AM // 06:35

"This here necro decided to make himself an army. Looks like he didn't get too far, now did he? I managed to get him that far, but I don't want to kill him just yet. Stay here for a minuet wil you? I'll be right back."

'Gari. Watch.'

She walked out the door, returning to the old alley behind the Lucky Shoe. She jumped up on a gutter and scaled the bricks to her window, going back to her room and making her way through the upstairs hall, back to the lobby.

Marik-Strife · Dec 27, 2005, 06:46 AM // 06:46

Marik gets lost in thought again,thinking to himself,his eyes shutting visualizing the picture.Asura says softly inside of Marik's head"Too bad this necro wasn't around 5 years ago..when the true genocide of innoncents happened...no survivors..247 dead..corpses everywhere..houses burning..Haha.."Marik quickly shakes himself out of it,as he starts breathing heavily thinking about the incident that occured that day,he wiped out a whole village..children..elderly..woman..men.Marik had lost his sanity..he went into his Beserker state and couldn't be stopped.His body still scared up from the day.He was a wanted man.Marik has been hiding in Lion's Arch ever since..

Storm Crow · Dec 27, 2005, 06:48 AM // 06:48

"Be sure, your sins will find you out. Your past will hunt you down and return to tell on you." She said softly, standing next to the warrior.

Marik-Strife · Dec 27, 2005, 06:53 AM // 06:53

Marik's gaze turned towards her as she said those words.Marik didn't say anything,just stood there looking at her blinking..not knowing what to do..He didn't even know if he murdered the Lionguard or not..yet the blood of him was on his own hands..

Storm Crow · Dec 27, 2005, 06:57 AM // 06:57

"Tell me about you, and I'll tell you about me. Fair trade?" She asked, looking on at the necromancer, instead of whom she was asking.

Marik-Strife · Dec 27, 2005, 07:23 AM // 07:23

'Don't tell her anything Marik..Just kill her..'Asura said to Marik in his head..'You can't let her know too much..'.Marik held his forehead and massaged it gently..'Stay out of my mind Asura-San..You're no longer in charge of my being..'Marik replied towards his thoughts.

"Sounds Fair..I shall let you know a bit"Marik replied towards her after rubbing his forehead.

"I don't know anything about earlier years of life..I hardly remember anything..I am just a programmed tool for killing..My sensei who taught me in the ways of being an assassin made me like this..He taught me how to unleash myself..go berserk and insane..and kill all in a genocide..he said these were the true pleasures in life...He said I am on this earth only to serve him as his tool for killing...He used me..to kill a peacefull village in Kryta,I destroyed the whole village like he requested..and killed all of the villagers..Children..Women..Elderly..Men.I asked him what was the purpose of doing that..of me killing all of those innoncent people..And he replied..To see if it was their fate to live,and I guess it wasn't.He challenged me to a dual to the death later on that day..to see if it was his fate to survive and keep going in life..I killed him..by decapitation,and here I am..i've been living in this inn for the past 5 years..only leaving during midnight.."

"There's my story..now what's yours?.."Marik asked.

Storm Crow · Dec 27, 2005, 08:18 AM // 08:18

"I never had a family. Or rather, a real one at least. My mother died in childbirth, and I had no father to love and care for me. I was raised by a nursemaid for a while, until she got married and had children of her own. Then I was put into a home with many children. Too many. I was neglected, and so ran off to find another home to stay in.

"A younger couple took me in. They were nice enough, but the man was a boozer, and he beat the woman a lot. One day he came home smelling of booze and cigars and the like. He killed the woman that day...

"At that point I was about fourteen. I left again and found a very nice woman to take me in. She was married to a Speaker of Law (((like a lawyer))) and she couldnt have children of her own. I lived there for quite a while. Until the Ascalon Gaurd came and took me away.

"They took me to the academy to learn to defend the wall. They put me and the others about my age through many tests, to see what we should be trained as. Some got pulled as warriors, like yourself, others were rangers and monks. Few were elementalists. There were only four or five of us, each specializing in a different element.

"It went on with training for a few years. I was the highest in my class, regarded as 'Blessed Talent'. When the Searing hit, it was a mass chaos. I got separated from the rest of the school, and they assumed all lost, dead. But I survived. I wandered helplessly for days after the incident, and made my way here. And this is where I intend to stay, for a while at least."

Her voice trailed off. She did not speak into the face of the warrior her entire speech.

ownage of teh elite · Dec 27, 2005, 09:05 AM // 09:05

Vanatiel murmured in his sleep.

Nightmares of his past were haunting him.

A woman flashed into his darkness, then a boy, then a young man, then a girl.

Memories of the necromancer's dark past flooded his mind.

Vanatiel screamed and returned back to consciousness.

He continued to scream, wanting to make sure he was still alive.

To make sure he wasn't trapped in the nightmare of his past deeds, with all his victims who have came back for revenge.

Driven by insanity, Vanatiel's power became superhuman.

Grabbing the neck of the closest thing to him, Vanatiel choked the life force out of it.

Vanatiel could not see, he only felt and heard the prescence of others surrounding him.

As Vanatiel's grip tightened, he felt his captive thrash around wildly, but start to slow in movement.

The weight that was holding him suddenly lifted.

The necromancer let out a maniacal laugh of glee, and somersaulted into the air, his captive still in his icy grip.

Vanatiel shook his captive until it stopped moving.

Dropping it, he looked around with blind eyes.

He sensed to other beings in the room.

Symeon · Dec 27, 2005, 09:19 AM // 09:19

The necromancer read for a while, hearing several people enter and exit the inn. After a while, there seemed to be a prolonged conversation going on in the hall. And a woman's voice...was that the elementalist?
She carefully laid the book upon the table and stepped to the door to peer through the crack again. Yes, there she is...and a warrior, and a very pale skinned male necromancer... She hesitated for a moment, then slowly opened the door.
The other three's eyes turned to her, but they said nothing. She walked into the bar, took a drink, then returned to stand near the other three. They were still looking at her. She had to say something.
Placing her cup on the side, she said faintly, 'May I ask what you three are doing here? I never noticed any of you before -'
'Who're you,' said the elementalist.
'My name is Shashiya Devilfire and I rent a room in this Inn,' she replied, looking at the floor. 'I trust you have seen or heard of the murders?'
'Do you think we're stupid,' snapped the elementalist.
'Sorry,' said Shashiya. 'And you, your names?'
'Call me Marik,' said the warrior quickly, and Shashiya turned to look at him.
There was a pause, then -
'Call me Crow, if you want,' said the elementalist. Shashiya noticed she was pretty, probably a fair bit prettier than herself.
Shashiya stepped closer.
'Crow, when you entered this Inn after departing from the crowd, they spoke of you.'
'Oh?'
'Someone said, ''Look, someone's trying to get away." and the Lionguard Chief replied something like ''Bah, all witnesses must be questioned, whether they like it or not. Whoever it is will be sought out. Escaping from giving evidence is a crime itself.'' I wondered if you were really trying to get away from being questioned?' Shashiya looked at Crow.
'Well, no, I don't wish to be questioned. I wish to get away and continue as normal,' said the elementalist, looking back at her.
'They saw me go too...I would hate to be questioned. Besides, now we got away, they might think we had something to do with it...'
'Indeed,' said the warrior. 'I would not like to be questioned, and I'm sure many others would not. But if we are to get away from what we have brought upon ourselves...'
'We must go,' said Shashiya. 'But first, I thought I saw other people in this Inn. Surely, they are like us? If we are to get away it would be better to be in strength. The Lionguard are vicious and will hunt us. I detest them, as I gather do you?'
No-one said anything.
'I'm going upstairs to look for others,' said Shashiya. And she began to walk up, two steps at a time.

Storm Crow · Dec 27, 2005, 09:37 AM // 09:37

OOC: I have an idea! Let's know what everyone looks like! Post pics of your characters, so we can get an idea of what they'd look like.

Here's Crow, in her 'lace and black flames'

Arcien Trueflight · Dec 27, 2005, 03:53 PM // 15:53

OOC: I'm not on my regular computer, but I'll put one up when I can.

"While your life stories are no doubt interesting..." Arcien stepped into the light of the room, arms crossed, a long dagger in his left hand. "It doesn't solve our problem. We've got a dead Lionguard, a deranged Necromancer hell-bent on making an army, and we've got no answers. I say we join forces to figure this out." He stuck out his other hand, offering it up to shake. The grip on the long dagger in his other didn't let up, however. "Arcien Trueflight, I'm a former Ranger of the Vanquard out of Ascalon."

Symeon · Dec 27, 2005, 05:44 PM // 17:44

Here's Shashiya...

Though, for the story I was thinking she should be wearing bonelace clothing that was a little less revealing.

ownage of teh elite · Dec 28, 2005, 01:15 AM // 01:15

Ohh my....two VERY beautiful women...

O_O

Ohhhhh

Well, I'll get around to posting Vanatiel soon..

Sometime...

After I stop staring at the girls...

Storm Crow · Dec 28, 2005, 01:53 AM // 01:53

*slaps ownage upside the head*

you got a girl, man!

*mumbles something about Schae under her breath*

ownage of teh elite · Dec 28, 2005, 02:39 AM // 02:39

Woops!