Hey, Chukkle. Which house is she apart of?
Lucius Cypher said
I suppose I was too vague. I never said the building that Vera was at was in Vekia, or at least the city itself. I did say she just "returned" there, so I was hoping that you all would be keen enough to notice that. She was outside of the city, in a different desolate building. Plus in my vagueness, I never specified who these people were; it'd be assume that they're citizens of Vekia, but they may also be criminals. They likely are. And you may wonder why Vera would be looking for a guard barrack to turn in the bounty; surely Vera isn't so insane she murdered innocent people for a bounty that she imagined? I mean, if she was a crazed murderer, you'd think she'd at least avoid the guards, not go where they're be the most of them at.Also I'm fairly certain Skendar is an eagle right now who just drooped a goat onto a roof or something.
WitchChild said
Though people may not know it right away. What they will see first is a crazed woman murdering a bunch of people.
Lucius Cypher said
Also I'm fairly certain Skendar is an eagle right now who just drooped a goat onto a roof or something.
chukklehed said
Grace? she doesn't belong to any house, because she's not a Velkian citizen. She was offered a job as a temporary guard because of her display of skill and the fact that she has nowhere else to go. I guess she's technically in service to House Skath, but she's not part of them.
Lucius Cypher said
Long shall be your suffering. Joyous be your pain. first thing you lose will be your feet below the ankles. Then your hands at the wrists, next your nose... The next thing you lose will be your left eye, followed by your right... Your ears you keep, and I'll tell you why: so that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish; every babe that weeps at your approach; every woman who cries out, 'Dear God! What is that thing?' will echo in your perfect ears. I WILL leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery, forever.
chukklehed said
Grace? she doesn't belong to any house, because she's not a Velkian citizen. She was offered a job as a temporary guard because of her display of skill and the fact that she has nowhere else to go. I guess she's technically in service to House Skath, but she's not part of them.
chukklehed said
he picked up the goat while following someone. don't accuse us of not paying attention, hypocrite! *Points finger accusingly*
Lucius Cypher said
Luka? I forgot who she was. Either way, Vera doesn't even notice the eagle, just the goat. Not to say that her wrath won't be enacted anyways...
chukklehed said
Wrath? on or for the goat?
Major Ursa said
It's all good...Skender can spend another 50+ years regrowing what he's lost, if he doesn't either escape by utilising shape shifting, or kill your character in an epic fight that would prolly leave him maimed...>.>
Lucius Cypher said
Ah, but that's where the suffering merely begins. To know that for all your powers, your true form is not naught but a mangled mess, forever forced to put on a guise to hide your trueself... If you are even capable of hiding. Vera would ensure that the truth, no matter how horrific, remains in the light for all to see. For all to watch with disgust and hatred for things that you had brought upon yourself. It is not merely the pain of suffering that she will bring; it is the despair.
Lucius Cypher said
His stupidly is the only mercy he will ever be graced with. Death is a mere stage of evolution for Vera. Do you know why? No, you don't. He is, after all, "Too dumb to know". So I will explain.Vera is a tainted soul. And when her spirit finds its destination, she will topple the master of that dark place. From her black throne, she will lash together a machine of bone and blood, and fueled by her hatred for you, this fear engine will bore a hole between this world and that one. When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming — as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of nothing will grow above you, and from it will emerge a thousand starving crows. As she slip through the widening maw in her new form, you will catch only a glimpse of her radiance before you are incinerated, freed of the suffer of the past to face a new torture unkown. Then, as tears of bubbling pitch stream down her face from the sorrow of the lost, her dark work will begin. She will open one of my six mouths, and will sing the song that ends the earth.