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 Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 4:37 pm
Athaele had been seen walking the halls for the past few months, she never spoke to any of the creatures in the fortress. She still had a bewhildered look upon her face. Where she went was unknown as well as where she came from, but every night she would return to the Original Truinthil's chambers and collapse onto his bed. Weather or not she slept was a diffrent thing. Her battle armor had long since been shed and given way to a soft white silk dress that clung low on her bust, tight against her ribs to her waist and pulled away at her hips to sweep the floor in a small train. Her dark raven hair remained about her shoulders as she would try and figure out what happend to Truinthil.
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2006 8:48 pm
Truinthil, or rather the clone, was walking around the upper levels of the fortress. A small grin was on his face as he watched a little magical projection of what was going on at the BC currently. "It seems that all is going well there." Truinthil spoke softly to himself. "Though, I wonder what will become of Truinthil? An interesting quandry. Heh." The magical image would disappear and Truinthil stop where he stood. "Yes. It will be interesting indeed to see what sort of effects that merging with both the Draeken's has caused, among other things." A secretive smile spread across his lips then as he turned around and headed towards the stairways that would take him deeper into the fortress. He had research to do.
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 9:00 pm
"I need to not abandon this place so much," Truinthil said as he appeared in the Fortresses entry hall, "Creatures may inhabit it again." Looking around, he nodded in satisfaction. No one but himself and Athaele had been here recently. His inactivity in this region of the world may not be going unnoticed, but his home was at least undisturbed. With a slight grin he sunk into the floor, heading down to the deepest basement which wasnt even truly attatched to the Fortress at all. He had work to do.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:07 pm
Truinthil roamed the halls with a languid gait. His eyes never really focusing on what was around him and his feet taking him where ever they wished to take him. Around him the hallways shifted and changed, appearing as different parts of the Fortress. His eyes were out of focus and drifting from direction to direction as he walked aimlessly through the constantly shifting Fortress.
After perhaps an hour of this he would stop and grin, his eyes suddenly coming into focus rapidly and the Fortress settling to one hallway. The entrance hallway. "So Truinthil is finaly and once and for all good. I am left to do as I wish, all bonds between him and myself broken. I am my own and the stars themselves are not to cage me within any parameters." His eyes began to roll from side to side as if he were mad. His sudden outbust of laughter didnt help to dispell such an image of insanity. "I am no longer bound by anything!"
After having laughed for a few minutes without pausing except to draw the occasional breath, Truinthil extended his arms to either side of himself and rolled his head in such a way that caused his neck to crack viciously. "Here's to no boundaries!" he shouted as the walls, floor, and ceiling within ten feet of him became mishapen; as if a sphere had suddenly forced its way around him, shoving the stone beside, above and below him away. He started laughing once more, his voice reaching a high pitch that seemed unnatural. Then, with a flash of light that was almost immidiately followed by a clap of thunder, Truinthil was gone and the stone that had been warped crumbled to cause that part of the entrance hall to collapse. The Fortress took on a stillness beyond what it had ever held.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 12:13 pm
Deep within the Fortress, Truinthil strode the numerous hallways with a smirk on his lips and an insane light within his eyes. Doors lined both sides of every hallway he walked down and from within said doors eminated screams of inhuman qualities, guttural roars, and shrieks with no other description than sounds made by broken minded creatures ripped from a persons nightmares. These were the halls that held the many creatures that the original Truinthil had created throughout his life time. Most were only failed experiments that still clung to life despite being deprived of food and water. Some were experiments of a higher grade, but still failures. All of them beyond being controlled by anyone.
Coming upon a cavernous space in the middle of the maze of halls, Truinthil held his hand palm upwards in front of himself. A small ball of blue light flickered to life before bursting into hundreds of smaller bits and flying off towards each and every hallway. Over the course of a couple minutes each and every locked door, magical and physical, was permeatred with a blue glow. Still grinning Truinthil closed his hand which resulted in the explosion of every door at once, causing quite a racket and even making dust fall from the ceilings of the halls and the cavern. Several moments go by with utter silence filling the hallways. Several minutes that dragged by painfully slow as Truinthil waited.
From a hallway to his right lunged a large catlike creature with six legs and two heads, its forepaws extended with claws as half as long as Truinthil's forearms and sharp as a well made sword. In a surge of flowing motion Truinthil had his wristblades on and moved towards the airborne creature, spinning as he bent into a crouch. As he finished rotating three hundred and sixty degrees he stood up, thrusting his right fist upwards to send the blade there through the neck of the animal. For only a breif moment Truinthil held the massive animal, larger than even a bengal tiger, in the air before he lowered his arm quickly to turn to his right, bringing his left hand blade across the eyes of a second massive catlike animal. The thing screeched in what could have been described as birdlike, but was quickly silenced as Truinthil stabbed his right hand blade upward through animal's jaw and into the brain. Grabbing it then, he heaved it over his head, throwing it at a third creature of similar build. The third cat nimbly lept to the side to avoid the dead creature only to have the left hand blade seem to blossom in its chest, the chain attatched to the wrist blade going taut as soon as the blade had struck. Truinthil pulled back on the chain, bringing the blade back to him before the third animal had even fallen to the ground.
All around Truinthil more creatures began pouring into the room, lured in by the scent of blood. Most didnt have a particular need to consume blood, but they had been starved for what very likely could have been centuries if not millenia. Truly wonderous failures these were. They would all go nicely with the others Truinthil was gathering to himself.
For the next two hours Truinthil would flow from one twisted creature to another in a beautiful dance of death. Blood of varying colors covered the floor and walls before too long. Creatures that moved on two legs or eight all crowded in trying to get at some meat. Creatures with one head covered in several spikelike horns or with as many as four heads all battling for control of the body. Humanoid monstrosities that lumbered around with as much sense as a turkey in the rain. Crosses between humans and felines that had unnatural grace and beauty but were feral as an abused alley cat. Crosses of every sort imaginable. Some of more than just two creatures. One hideous creature was such a hodgepodge that Truinthil couldnt begin to tell where one animal began or ended in the thing. He couldnt even tell what sort of animals had been used to make it. All of these creatures met their death at that hands of Truinthil or of other creatures vying for meat and blood.
After almost two and a half hours Truinthil stood gasping for air as he surveyed the hundreds of dead bodies. He hadnt expected so many to be as fast or strong as they were. His predecesor must have built them to be able to survive almost eternaly without external energy sources. Had they truly been failures and rejects? It didnt matter if they had been successes or not. They were dead and they were to fuel Truinthil's ambitions just the same.
Straightening and surveying the scene once more something caught Truinthil's eyes. Something he did not like at all. A black cloaked figure stood against a wall to his left in a small spot clear of any blood or body parts. It did not seem to move at all. Not to draw breath or to shift weight from one side to another. It just stood there staring at him even though a face was no apparant. A feeling close to dread began to worm its way through Truinthil before he got a hold of himself and shoved such a frivolous emotion aside. He would not allow his calm to be ruined now. From his shared memories with his maker, he knew what this was. Created long ago to help the Original in his plans to dominate the world, this creature and many like it were perfect in every way. Too perfect. They had grown too much in strength and intelligence for the Original to control. They had rebelled, led by the one of their kind that had been created to act as general. The Original had killed most of them, including the General. They had been called Wraiths.
"You are like him. But not like him. You are strong, but not in the same ways. You are old, but still young in comparison. A lot has changed while I slept."
Truinthil's eyes went wide then as the thing spoke in a voice cold as ice and hard as steel. A voice that grated upon ones soul. A voice that sounded like it was rotting, if that were possible. But it was not the voice that filled Truinthil with fear. Only one Wraith had ever been given the ability to speak. Giam, the one time General of the Original's Wraith army. "You should not be here. You should not even exist anymore except in my memories. The Original killed you."
Oh he did did he? Yes, I was beaten down to the brink of death, but I hung on and eventually found this place here, under the control of someone like you, but with a different feel. You are like him...That...Seperated Truinthil....But different. That does not matter. Now that I am once again free I shall destroy you and find the others who have any relation to the Original who caused me so much pain."
Truinthil shook his head and laughed. This was too rich. He was afraid of this being, of that there was no doubt, but he could hardly allow himself to die so soon. "Well then. We'll just have to fight, now wont we?" WIth another laugh he threw his wrist blades, chains along with them, into the walls on either side of himself. The one from his left hand digging into the wall barely inches away from the Wraiths head. He turned his head to face the creature and grinned. "I know those wont hurt you. And magic alone will have little effect on you. I do not know how you became locked in here without my remembering it, but I will destroy you and add you to my growing collection." Readying himself as if holding a sword in front of himself, Truinthil charged the being, both hands held at his right side as if he were about to stab at the Wraith. As he lunged forward a sword did appear and as soon as it was manifested it began to glow bright blue and give off a cold that made the chill emanating from the Wraith seem a warm summer breeze.
The blade of the five foot long sword dug into the wall where the Wraith should have been. Screaming in a rage Truinthil pulled the sword free causing the now frozen wall to shatter. Turning one hundred and eighty degrees, Truinthil made a broad horizontal slash just as the bottom of the Wraiths cloak disappeared from view at the top of Truinthil's vision. Turning around once again he feinted an attack then turned to his right, his eyes following what little he could see of the Wraith. He stabbed once more, this time in the path of the Wraith and was pleased to feel the blade strike the thing. Giam screamed in pain and soon Truinthil found himself with his head resting in a crater in the wall that had once been twenty feet behind him. Shaking his head he rolled along the wall to the left just in time to avoid a blow that would have likely shattered his rib cage. As he rolled he brought his sword up and once again caught Giam off guard serving him a deep gash to the side. Where traditional weapons would have simply gone through the Wraith, this sword had long ago been imbued with magics to enable the easy slaughter of such creatures. The sister blade which was in Draeken's possession was much the same.
Pushing away from the wall then, Truinthil turned to face the Wraith and made a verticle slash that issued forth a broad crescent of a liquid like substance colder than what most could imagine. The Wraith turned but too late and was struck but the crescent wave, frozen in such a quick manner that soon the Wraith began to crack, about to fall apart. Truinthil was not about to let that happen, however, as he drove his fist into the chest of the Wraith. Opening his hand within the creature he began the technique of absorbing it and soon the Wraith was no longer in existance within that room. Truinthil remained standing there, though as the rest of the creatures all began to brust into a multihued mist that spiraled upon him before being absorbed.
Several hours later, Truinthil awoke with his face stuck in a puddle of congealed blood. Groaning he stood up and looked around before laughing loudly as he strode from the cavern, heading for the more comfortable regions of the Fortress. After that goldmine of creatures he was exhausted and wished only to rest. The day he began to truly have fun was drawing ever closer.
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 10:25 pm
The doors of the fortress creaked open as the beam of light exposed the darken halls. Sai peeked Into the fortress, glancing aorund for a moment, just as she glanced behind her to see if anyone was behind her. She then pushed the door a bit more as the red shawl slide down her shoulders revealing them, as she entered the quiet fortress. After a few steps into the fortress teh big doors slammed shut and she stood in darkness for a amoment before the halls light up with torches along the walls. She glanced around as she strolled forward, her white dress trailing behind her, with the sounds of her heels as she made her way throught the fortress.
She gollowed the dark halls running her clawed fingers along the walls as she made her way to her old room. She pushed open the door, just the room lit up with the torches and candles in her presence. the place was covered in dust and cobwebs. she walked over to the vanity, as she pulled off ther ed shawl from her shoulders revealing the low cut on her back from her dress, and bare shoulders as the dress covered tightly around her chest and ribs, and loosely danced along her hips and trailed behind her. She used the shawl and wiped the mirror to glance at herself.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 5:32 pm
Sai glanced at herself through th mirror, as she traced herself with her eyes taking in every detail. She raised her hand and brushed her hair out of her face, as she grinned. She left the Shawl on the top of the dressor as she walked away from it toward sher bed. Taking a seat beside the night table. Snuggling into the bed, she once used for years, which was made of the finest feathers, was soft and warm at night. She giggled as she leaned over and opened the drawer. She glanced around as she reached in and lifted what seemed to be the bottom wood, to reveal a hidden space, in which she pulle dout a ol' lather booklet, with papers randomly inserted. she dropped the piece and glanced at the book. she traced the embroided Dragon on the front, as she found the lather strap that held it shut. she unlaced it and quickly glanced in. with a grin on her face she slammed it shut wrapped the strap around and headed for the hallway, leaving behind the red shawl, as she made her way through the fortress towards the exit.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 9:48 pm
Appearing rather suddenly in the entrance hall of the Fortress was Truinthil, or more accurately his clone. In his arms lay an unconcious Bell. The events of the last several weeks were still spinning through his head and he was unsure of what to make of it all. His space travels, recent fights and flights, and a myriad of other insane occurances were all just too much excitement for one to handle. Then again, he had enjoyed most of it.
Grumbling to himself Truinthil began walking towards the interior of the Fortress, but stopped as he noticed Sairys heading towards the exit. Nearly dropping the unconcious woman in his arms Truinthil began to laugh. "Oh, but what is it that we have here? A former friend, occasional enemy and ever an enigma here to pillage my home? Or perhaps you were waiting for my return?" Moving forward once more a rather twisted grin on his lips Truinthil crossed through a broad patch of moonlight which would give Sairys a much better view of what he looked like presently. His form was a bit more slender, though still very well sculpted and proportioned. His hair was also a bit longer as well as completely white now instead of the silver-gray shade it had been before. Most of his upper body was left exposed, revealing numerous scars from battles of ages past and of fights more recent. "It truly has been some time since we last met in these halls, has it not?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 3:43 am
Sai was well entertained glancing into her prized notes not to notice truinhil at First. Once she heard a rather familiar Voice, She nearly tripped over her own to feet. grabbing the booklet as it was a child she held it close to her body as she glanced at T, rather the clone. Sai hasn't changed at all, merely having her hair down past her waist. She was dressed very simple, with a sleek white evening gown, that trailed behind her. Tight around her chest and ribs and loose by her hips, and open back. Well 'ello T, yes it has been a while...I can see that you haven quite busy.... She raised a brow at the inconsious woman in hes arms. She raised her guanlet hand, and pointed a claw at the woman. I see you had found yourself a toy.... The claws, in which her fingers were consisted of dark energy, which glowed a dark purple, as the gunalet up tp her forarm, was of metal. Sai's Grip around the booklet tighten as she seemed anxious to leave. Pleasure seeing you T... She took a step forward, cauious, as if she wasn't sure of his actions, as she held the booklet tightly.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 10:43 pm
Looking at the woman in his arms he shrugged. "Hardly a toy. She is an interesting enigma of a being that I wish to study. She has very intriguing defense and authority mechanisms within her own conciousness. It's very amusing really. But no, not a toy." Looking back up Truinthil tilted his head and nodded towards the book. "What is that you have there?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 10:02 am
Sai glanced at the woman, and raised an brow at her, before looking back at T. She glanced at her book and then back up at T as she moved the booklet to her side. Its personal, and it will of no interest to someone like you. Obivously it was a book of her summons andspells she used to create KB's Army as well as to what she has planned to either protect the BC or destroy it.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 11:12 am
"Fair enough I guess. Say, would you care to stay a bit longer? It has been quite some time since we last spoke civily." The smile on his face was genuine, but his eyes still held that ever ready look of mischief and insanity only just held back by some unknown force within himself. "Of course I would understand if you had to make a hasty exit. It's up to you."
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 12:09 pm
Her eyes studied his expression, and she Knew theres always a chance of something up his sleeve. She glanced at the booklet and then towards the exit. Taking in a deep breathe, her gunalet glowed as she dug her claws into the leather. The booklet then was absorbed into the gunalet in a matter of moments. Shaking her hand softly as if it burned through the energy of her guanlet as f it was fire, she smiled and glanced at him knowing that this could be a chance to "catch up" and perhaps learn of his intentions, as she one of the only few people who may get so close into his mind without him temptting to destory her. perhaps a stay for a bit, May be quite Nice, for its been so long since we last met in these halls. She voice was calm as his, as she smiled back at him. She held the same glance he did, though it may seem that she was mocking him, but in turn she was just like him. Well you gonna hang on to your new subject, or are gonna have some time alone? She pointed a claw at the woman as she took a step closer enough to grab a lock of hair and twirl it around her clawed finger.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 12:22 am
"The girl? No. I will deposit her in a room that she can have to herself, granted she ever wakes." Thinking for a moment, Truinthil tilted his head. "Where would you prefer to meet me so we could have a nice chat, hmm?" The way he spoke seemed to be constantly changing. Whimsical at one point, serious another, and simply bland the next. Whether he did it on purpose or not was something unknown perhaps even to himself.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 12:31 am
Sai nodded at his response of the girl. she then glanced up at him and pondered. She took a step back, bringing her claw like finger ot her chin. 'bout that wonderous Fireplace you have , I've always admir'ed That room... She turned slightly giving T her back, as her white dress, hung low at her hips, revealing her back. She moved the claw like finger through her hair and waved it back as she made her way to the room. The sound of her heels highing the floors as she walk rang softly, as her hips swayed with her graceful walk.
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