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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 9:11 pm
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Raziel walked forwards, his minions ghosted behind him as they approched the old hags house. Raziel raised his arm and spread out his fingers in a noiseless command, which was obey promptly. The thralls all took different sides of the house. Two windows and both doors were covered by one of the thralls. Raziel came alongside his newest creation at the front door. He looked around and after he was satisified with the coast being clear he nodded his head to Tartarus. The Bane Thrall lieutentant raised his foot and planted it into the door with a heavy crunching of wood. Splinters showered over the inside floor and the door gave way, broken nigh in half with the force from the strength of the undead. Tartarus' eyes fell on the startled old woman rocking herself infront of the fireplace. with a crackled scream she started to limp across the room where Angorous was approching from the window. The old woman bolted to the kitchen and grabbed a frying pan off the washing basin to defend herself. Terminous came up from her right. With an aged scream she swung the frying pan and planted a solid hit. Terminous skull rotated harshly to the left and his pinprick eyes faded for a moment before coming back into existence. He planted his greataxe heavily into the floor and grabbed his skull. With snapping and popping he rearranged the postion of his head and hissed angerly at the woman.
The other two Bane Thralls came walking in calmly. The light of the morning was blotted out by the unnatural aura that Tartarus had. Six leering eyes stared at her for a moment. The womans heavy breathing was the only thing that penitrated this cold, hellish shroud. Each breath was captured in a fine mist. A soft clicking and a rustling of fabric announced Asphyxious. With a soft hiss Angorous and and Terminous grabbed the old womans arms and forced her into a kneeling position. A tread of heavy footfalls got louder as Raziel himself broke through the dullness of the shroud. Fresh flowers on the coffee table whilted at their combined presence. Raziel looked down with cold eyes. Was yea ra chs gatyunla saash. Rrha guwo gagis chsee guatrz fayra pauwel. Ma guwo ra zethpa denera waats we zash! Rrha guwo gagis chsee guatrz fayra pauwel.
Raziels right hand was raised up and a green , transparent myst wrapped around his hand. He looked over to Asphyxious and nodded. The Scarlock chanted his own words, so black and corrupted that it fouled the air and rotted what was cooking on the stove. Asphyxious held out his hand and a green spector great axe immaterialized inhis grasp. At seeing this Raziel reached into the old woman, his hand disappeared into the old hags chest. Raziel started to pull out what was in his grasp. The old womans eyes rolled to the back of her head and her breath came out in strangled gasps. Raziel pulled out about half of what he came for and He looked to Asphyxious. The Scarlock brought the axe through the prize. Raziel used his free hand. Biting into the tip of his thumb to draw blood he quickly scrawled a glyph on the old womans forehead and chanted more of what he previously did. The half of the old woman soul shifted and morphed into a doll in Raziels hands. The old woman's body went limp. We doth have what is needed. Come, we let the second part of the plan bear thine fruit.
Raziel opened his hand and let the doll drop. It lerched to a stop about a foot above the floor, held by invisible strings. The old womans body twitched. Raziel brought out his hand so that the palm was facing down. He gave his wrist a flick and the old woman's body spasmed in an awkward way that rose her to her feet. Raziel raised his mask back over his nose. Grinning wickly as he did. Raziel moved some of his fingers, each of the old womans limbs jerks and bounced to mimic the doll that was dangling under his palm. Now that he had half the womans soul he could push this flesh puppet until her body was shredded. The trapped soul would cry out for salvation but nothing sort of the bodys destruction would do so. Without the doll, they body would be unable to move at all, the soul would still be trapped and anguished. Regardless of what would happen, the soul was ultamently annihilated. Disappointing perhaps, but at the same time, the looks on the faces of the blessed and the towns people would be it own reward. Raziel walked out of the house with his minions in tow and came back to the wood. He let his puppet dangle motionless for now.
Doth thou have a request for the old hags first perfomance?
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 9:32 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 9:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 9:14 am
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