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 Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 12:15 pm
((it's alright lol))
Sydney scowled as Grathrym's voice spoke inside her head. That was just not something that she was used to and probably never would get used to. "Oh really now? I would suggest you don't tease me. If you value your own life." Despite the fact that she knew that the demon lord wasn't going to take her threat seriously, Sydney was completely serious about him teasing her like that again.
As Noktal spoke, Sydney turned her head to look over at him. The hated being treated like he was treating her now. Even though he was only trying to be a gentleman, it still annoyed Syd to no end. "Just so you know, that kind of treatment will just get on my nerves." Syd said aloud before stepping through the oval Noktal had made and into the Horde's Courtyard.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 12:21 pm
Grathrym turned his head to the newcomers of the courtyard. He had prepared a small vial of black liquid. He held it in his hand. In the other was a small flame centered around his finger. He laid the potion on the ground and walked up to the Cambion. "If you so wish to join us, even only to kill us later, then kneel before me and recite a vow. I care not for what you say. Just make sure it is sincere or when you drink that potion, well you'll know if it isnt sincere."
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 2:04 pm
((sorry for the wait, Aston. Thanksgiving dinner took over some of my time.))
"What's in it?" Syd asked. She wanted to know what she was going to be getting herself into before drinking anything these demons gave her. Who could really blame her either? But maybe she didn't have to actually drink it. Maybe she could fake drinking it and act like she had later? Who knows though. Noktal had already caught her lying twice before. Grathrym would most likely be able to tell if she actually did as told.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 2:19 pm
"Did I say drink again?" Grathrym looked around at the rest of the demons in the courtyard. Most of them wearing red cloaks or black cloaks. But all of them were shaking their heads yes. "I'm so sorry. I say srink. Well actually I will be drinking it. And burn it into a gas. And then. Well youl know soon. But if you want to know whats in it. A lil dragon blood, some angel dust, yes its REAL angel dust. Then some random ingrediants, a lil of this a lil of the broken dreams and souls of the fallen. Oh and a lil three drops of my own blood. Dont worry you wont die or burst into flame. Again, so long as your sincere."
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 2:25 pm
((oh good. You had me thinking Syd was going to have to drink it. lol))
Sydney scowled deeply at Grathrym. She was thinking that he had been teasing her again. She was about to complain when she decided against it. Now was probably not the time to complain. "It's fine. So long as I'm not the one drinking that stuff." she replied flatly, her disdain for the ingredients in the potion clearly showing in her tone and on her face.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 2:32 pm
"Well you wouldnt want to drink this." Grathrym raised the potion again and showed it to her. It glowed with a dark purple shine. "Now when I take a swig of this I want you to say your pledge. Then after I will breath the steam, into the air. Then it should be obvious what to do. Ready?" Grathrym began to drink the liquid and it burned extremlly because of the flame from the dragon blood along with the angel dust.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 2:52 pm
Before she could even ask what she should say in terms of the oath, Grathrym had already started to drink the potion. Dammit! Wait why don't you!? Sydney cursed in her thoughts. She then immediately got down on one knee and said a quiet oath to loyalty.
((don't know what kind of oath to have her say so I just typed out that she said it lol))
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 3:24 pm
((Neh, that should do fine. Not like we're asking for your eternal soul, right? lol. Then again...))
Noktal watched the events with a quiet smile. He recognized that potion. He was one of the ones that originally crafted it. Along with the original council. All dead by their own arrocance and stupidity. A soft sigh escaped his lips. Time marched on. And he was really really old. Where is Bagarth? Or Halgron for that matter. Motioning a Greater Demon over, he asked it where the other Devil Lords were. Hearing the answer, he patted it on the shoulder. Sending it back, he watched Lord Grathrym drink, then watched Syd drop hastily and mutter a quick oath of fealty. While the exact words escaped him, he silently prayed she was sincere. Then almost laughed at the irony of him praying.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 3:26 pm
((lmao XD That's true. You guys are playing demons here. so why not steal my soul? figuratively anyway lol... I think it would be a good idea for me to wait until Aston posts before I do anything more lol.))
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 5:20 pm
The room was beautifully crimson, laced in all shades of red with draperies hanging down the sides of the beds in lazy arrays. Soft silk lined the bed, coloured in different shades of ruby. The thin doric columns flanked the entrance to the room, painted a dark mahogany. The only source of light in the room was a paper lantern, painted scarlet, and filtering the flickering light from within it the same colour. The room had a pleasant, if ancient scent to it, wafting with the aroma of opium, rosin and old lace.
On the lavishly adorned bed laid a doll, her long white hair sprawled across the bed, dropping over the edges and barely caressing the floor. She was ghastly pale and wearing a cream coloured dress woven with laces and bows, intricately designed like a French porcelain doll. The doll appeared inanimate as it lay; the only signs of life were the slow heaving of the doll's chest. A small nuance of her arched brows indicated movement and her eyes flickered open, glowing the same colour as the rest of the room. Slowly but with surety, the Antoinetta d'Ercole rose from the bed and gazed about her. One hand was twinned with the caramel ribbon that fell down from her puffed sleeve.
A smile hinted at the corner of her rouged lips, pouting slightly from childish amusement. She was contemplative, lost in the thoughts of a dream.
((Introduction for my character biggrin ))
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:10 pm
Grathrym waited for Syd to look back up from her kneeling posistion. He then slowly exhaled the mist and steam of the concoction from his chest. He watched as it began to surrond the area. Then all at once it gathered in an orb right above Syds head. It just stoo there and hovered. Grathrym raised a finger and bathed it in black flame. He then walked forward and looked dead at her. "This may sting and burn a lil." Grathrym touched her forehead with the searing finger and left a small burn mark then he looked back at her. "This, this will definatly burn a lot." Grathrym poked the hovering orb and stood back. The orb began to burn and eventually was enveloped in flame. Then a piercing purple light shone through the flame. One after another lights broke through the flaming sphere. After about ten pillers of light the room began to shake and the earth directly under it cracked. The orb was awash in violet light and it birst. It showered the mixture in the air around Syd. "Now.... you know what to do.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:14 pm
(( okay question. I probably should have asked this before, but what the heck am I supposed to do now? sweatdrop He tells Syd she should know what to do, but I have no idea what that means... sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:19 pm
((its in the air. what does anyone even demons do. You breath in the mist and it also burns your skin when it touches you. But the real pains from your lungs. but yeah you breath it in mostly))
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:29 pm
((oh! Duh! lol XD I feel like an idiot now. sorry for making myself sound like an idiot for asking. sweatdrop Thanksgiving must have done a number on my thinking processes. lol))
Syd grimaced at the pain from her forehead as Grathrym touched it with the tip of his finger. Just like he had said, it did burn a little bit. But it was a tolerable amount of pain for Syd. She'd gone through a hell of a lot worse. The entire time though, she returned Grathrym's gaze with a steady and fearless stare of her own.
She then watched, both intrigued and apprehensive, as the orb burst outward in a wash of mist around her. For a second, she almost forgot to breathe that she was a little stunned. But then she took in a small breath as Grathrym told her she should know what to do. As soon as she did though, Syd felt the burning pain in her lungs and mouth from the unknown mixture in the air. As a reflex, she began to cough, covering her mouth. s**t! What the hell did I just breathe in!? she thought, in a slight bit of panic. But her sheer strength of will to live pulled her through for the moment, as it usually did.
When her fit of coughing seemed to be subsiding, Syd looked back up at Grathrym. "We done yet?" she asked him through a few more coughs. She forced to keep the pain hidden from outward expression. She was not about to show these demons any weaknesses at all.
((and my internet will be dying in about 45 minutes, so yeah.))
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:37 pm
"Almost but now its the fun part. Well for me." Graythrym raised his hand in the air. It burst into the natural but unnatural black flame. With a sadistic smile he thrust his fist into the ground. The area around the new rcruit began to shine and small flame began to etch a circle with demonic symbols in it. After the cirlce was finished and the last of the writing was complete. Grathrym made a single snap of his fingers. Then in a split second large pillers of flame rose and the symbols began to connect and slide up the girls legs and into her skin. Thousands of detestable souls and tortured spirits rose from the flame. He waited for his favorite part. The scream from the new recruit. he flashed a small smile to Noktal.
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