The Path of a Traitor - Chapter III - The Ressurection
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The Path of a Traitor - Chapter III - The Ressurection
by Shandrea/Nar'Gaya Thu Mar 25, 2010 2:38 am
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The small group of cowled figures slipped through the shadows of the moldy old School. The Necromancer kept blabbering on about Ley-Lines, and how important they were. Darjee seemed quite interested in the subject. Felitzia did not listen though. Had she been alive, her heart would be pounding so hard in her chest that everyone could hear it. Dieter walked beside her, sending her looks that would indeed kill. But he knew she could just snap her fingers, and he would be a groveling pulp on the ground. Damned be Darjee for opening his mouth! Damned be Dieter for refusing to aid them, and making her hurt him like this! She took no pleasure in it. If only he could see, that his pain hurt her as much as it did to him. Her hands were trembling as she opened the door down into the dusty cellar of the Scholomance. Everything was set, and ready for the completion of the ritual. They had all the components, and they had the perfect body for the new Nassulra. "How ironic," She thought "That they'd gone to Andorhal to find it. This mindless husk could very well be someone she'd known. Perhaps even her father or brother...? No, she couldn't think of them now. There were more important matters at hand.
Dieter snarled at her, well aware that soon, she'd have no more power over him. She tugged at the invisible string she'd attached to his mind, and he quickly fell back into place. His hands covering his ears, he screamed out his pain. Felitzia turned away... She couldn't even stand to look at him. Tharinaz, the Necromancer led the way. "I know just the spot..." She said, her lips pursed in a smirk that alarmed Felitzia. What was it she had planned...? As they reached the inner sanctum of the School, Tharinaz lunged towards the lady Jandice Barov, aiming to quickly strike her down. "Not good enough eh?!" Tharinaz screamed "I'll show you how good I can be!" Tharinaz' face turned into a twisted display of rage and beauty as she attacked her former mentor. Clearly, Felitzia was not the only one on a mission for revenge... Only barely did the young Barov escape the raging Necromancer, before the group barricaded themselves inside the cellar. It was time to begin...
The ritual started, and Felitzia tried her best to pay attention. Her efforts however, were very much in vain. All she could think about was that she was now beyond the point of no return. Darjee was trembling with anticipation, Dieter was trembling in rage, and Felitzia...? She trembled in fear, as the moment of truth drew ever closer.
The rotting husk on the floor started shaking and foaming as the ritual came to an end. Tharinaz, now wavering from the effort and strength it cost her whispered out the last words of the ritual. Utter and total silence inhabited the room for a second that seemed like an eternity. Felitzia could practically hear the world stand still. She could her her own short gasps of anticipation as she waited for what was to come next. Would he remember her? Would he see that she was one of those who had banished him before? WOuld he be different? Would it all have been in vain...? It's amazing how far a mind can spin into thoughts in such a short period of time.
With a roar unlike anything she'd heard before, the silence was broken. Felitzia froze, unable to move, unable to think. She felt the entire room grow dark, she felt every string of energy surrounding them fixating on one point. The middle of the room, where before lay the mindless husk they had found, now stood a creature, a man, so charged with Power, she had no choice but to kneel before him. She knew they had done right. She knew now, that this truly, was the hour of the Forsaken. This man, this one creature, would be the salvation of them all. She knew...
Her trail of thoughts were quickly interrupted however, as she within a split second found herself pinned to the wall by an invisible force. She saw his eyes, filled with rage, fixating upon her. His voice echoed through the hall as he spoke. "You... I remember you..." Felitzia gasped as the grasp around her neck grew tighter. "Duskwood..." The acid-like voice spoke again. So he did remember her... She could feel the power being drawn away from her. As if he himself demanded every last fibre that was her. She struggled to speak, but no words came out. The darkness drew closer, and she started to slip into the abyss when suddenly the grasp was removed. She vaguely heard the raging shriek that she knew to be Dieter, before she collapsed on the ground.
Saved from death by a man who wanted her last breath for himself. The irony of it all was devastating... as her powers were diminished by Nassulra, her bond with Dieter had dissipated, and he now sought revenge for what she had done. Revenge for going against the Prophet. The sound of battle reached her, and the voice of Darjee and Tharinaz trying to plead her case to the Master. For truly, there was no other title that fitted him. She raised her head, and saw the blurred image of Dieter in the hands of the newly ressurected Nassulra. She closed her eyes and used what little power she had left to plant a message inside Dieter's mind. "Run..." She whispered. "Run Brother... He will tear you to pieces... Run..." She then heard the voice of Tharinaz over the ruckus, and there was a big flash of Shadowy Light. "Not in my Domain!!" the Necromancer shouted, just as Dieter was thrown against the barricade and vanished.
"Serve me well, Felitzia, and I will forgive your past actions." The voice loomed over her as she tried to stand up. The intimidating man reached out a hand to help her, and she accepted it, not daring to look up at him. "Yes, Master" She muttered. "I wish only to make you proud."
***
The small group of cowled figures slipped through the shadows of the moldy old School. The Necromancer kept blabbering on about Ley-Lines, and how important they were. Darjee seemed quite interested in the subject. Felitzia did not listen though. Had she been alive, her heart would be pounding so hard in her chest that everyone could hear it. Dieter walked beside her, sending her looks that would indeed kill. But he knew she could just snap her fingers, and he would be a groveling pulp on the ground. Damned be Darjee for opening his mouth! Damned be Dieter for refusing to aid them, and making her hurt him like this! She took no pleasure in it. If only he could see, that his pain hurt her as much as it did to him. Her hands were trembling as she opened the door down into the dusty cellar of the Scholomance. Everything was set, and ready for the completion of the ritual. They had all the components, and they had the perfect body for the new Nassulra. "How ironic," She thought "That they'd gone to Andorhal to find it. This mindless husk could very well be someone she'd known. Perhaps even her father or brother...? No, she couldn't think of them now. There were more important matters at hand.
Dieter snarled at her, well aware that soon, she'd have no more power over him. She tugged at the invisible string she'd attached to his mind, and he quickly fell back into place. His hands covering his ears, he screamed out his pain. Felitzia turned away... She couldn't even stand to look at him. Tharinaz, the Necromancer led the way. "I know just the spot..." She said, her lips pursed in a smirk that alarmed Felitzia. What was it she had planned...? As they reached the inner sanctum of the School, Tharinaz lunged towards the lady Jandice Barov, aiming to quickly strike her down. "Not good enough eh?!" Tharinaz screamed "I'll show you how good I can be!" Tharinaz' face turned into a twisted display of rage and beauty as she attacked her former mentor. Clearly, Felitzia was not the only one on a mission for revenge... Only barely did the young Barov escape the raging Necromancer, before the group barricaded themselves inside the cellar. It was time to begin...
The ritual started, and Felitzia tried her best to pay attention. Her efforts however, were very much in vain. All she could think about was that she was now beyond the point of no return. Darjee was trembling with anticipation, Dieter was trembling in rage, and Felitzia...? She trembled in fear, as the moment of truth drew ever closer.
The rotting husk on the floor started shaking and foaming as the ritual came to an end. Tharinaz, now wavering from the effort and strength it cost her whispered out the last words of the ritual. Utter and total silence inhabited the room for a second that seemed like an eternity. Felitzia could practically hear the world stand still. She could her her own short gasps of anticipation as she waited for what was to come next. Would he remember her? Would he see that she was one of those who had banished him before? WOuld he be different? Would it all have been in vain...? It's amazing how far a mind can spin into thoughts in such a short period of time.
With a roar unlike anything she'd heard before, the silence was broken. Felitzia froze, unable to move, unable to think. She felt the entire room grow dark, she felt every string of energy surrounding them fixating on one point. The middle of the room, where before lay the mindless husk they had found, now stood a creature, a man, so charged with Power, she had no choice but to kneel before him. She knew they had done right. She knew now, that this truly, was the hour of the Forsaken. This man, this one creature, would be the salvation of them all. She knew...
Her trail of thoughts were quickly interrupted however, as she within a split second found herself pinned to the wall by an invisible force. She saw his eyes, filled with rage, fixating upon her. His voice echoed through the hall as he spoke. "You... I remember you..." Felitzia gasped as the grasp around her neck grew tighter. "Duskwood..." The acid-like voice spoke again. So he did remember her... She could feel the power being drawn away from her. As if he himself demanded every last fibre that was her. She struggled to speak, but no words came out. The darkness drew closer, and she started to slip into the abyss when suddenly the grasp was removed. She vaguely heard the raging shriek that she knew to be Dieter, before she collapsed on the ground.
Saved from death by a man who wanted her last breath for himself. The irony of it all was devastating... as her powers were diminished by Nassulra, her bond with Dieter had dissipated, and he now sought revenge for what she had done. Revenge for going against the Prophet. The sound of battle reached her, and the voice of Darjee and Tharinaz trying to plead her case to the Master. For truly, there was no other title that fitted him. She raised her head, and saw the blurred image of Dieter in the hands of the newly ressurected Nassulra. She closed her eyes and used what little power she had left to plant a message inside Dieter's mind. "Run..." She whispered. "Run Brother... He will tear you to pieces... Run..." She then heard the voice of Tharinaz over the ruckus, and there was a big flash of Shadowy Light. "Not in my Domain!!" the Necromancer shouted, just as Dieter was thrown against the barricade and vanished.
"Serve me well, Felitzia, and I will forgive your past actions." The voice loomed over her as she tried to stand up. The intimidating man reached out a hand to help her, and she accepted it, not daring to look up at him. "Yes, Master" She muttered. "I wish only to make you proud."
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((Everything written is based upon, but not 100% accurate, to the RP events concerning this story-arch))
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Re: The Path of a Traitor - Chapter III - The Ressurection
by (Goggy) - Exilius Thu Mar 25, 2010 11:03 am
Great writing, you really do give Nessie' some moments to shine! 
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