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 Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 3:41 pm
It didn't take Edomus all that long to make his way home from the bar into which he had stumbled only moments ago. Edomus was the type of person which never strayed too far from the place where he lived.
Even with the short walk, by the time that Edomus had made it home he was already stone cold sober, a gift of his fast metabolism.
"All I ask for is a decent buzz!" he groaned loudly as he made his way into the manor proper.
The place was a massive thing of stone and brick which had been built several centuries ago during a much more violent era. Edomus was its newest owner, but he was not its first. The place was so massive that he had yet to travel all of its many rooms and corridors.
Edomus took a seat in the spacious living room and flicked on the television, he had off course equipped the place with a myriad of modern toys that he could play with at his discretion.
But what Edomus was doing, was stalling, he could hear his stomach growling to be fed. And his particular appetite was not the type of things which liked to be ignored.
"Damn it." he grumbled as he stood from the couch and made his way into the massive dungeon below.
"I really hate this part." he grumbled as he vanished underneath the floorboards.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 5:53 am
The path down to the dungeon was a rather long one because of the strange and magical nature of the manor in which Edomus Skyfallen made his home. He had several theories about how the dungeon and several other parts of the manor worked, connection seamlessly to room and places in completely different portions of the world or alternate dimensions through a series of intricate wormholes but Edomus was not as magically adept as he would have liked and so did not have the proper knowledge to investigate his theories.
The dungeon itself was a rather simple affair, more like a small holding cell than anything else. It was no more than a small stone room, half of which was separated by strong iron bars. Behind the iron bars was a cot and of course there was someone inside the cell still shaking with fear.
"Hello my sweet." Edomus smiled as he unlocked the bars and steeped inside, locking them both in. "I'm sorry for the horrible accommodations." he chuckled.
Edomus took a moment to contemplate the beautiful woman that sat in the farthest corner of the cell, shaking with fear at her current predicament. She was still dressed in the clothing in which he had snatched her, a skin tight pair of dark blue jeans which hugged her ample hips and large buttocks so well that it left very little to the imagination. She also wore a black spaghetti strapped top which while low cut was so tight that it revealed very little of her medium sized bosom.
Like all the woman which Edomus had stolen over the years her skin was a pale white color, it wasn't that Edomus had any real preference for white woman in general, there skin just reminded him of marble one of his favorite mediums for art.
Her dark brown hair was shoulder length and was streaked with gold. Her ice blue eyes looked up at him with pleading as he steeped closer. When she spoke her voice was barely audible and on the verge of tears.
"Please don't hurt me."
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 6:33 am
An hour and several blood curdling death screams and sobs for mercy later, the beautiful woman has been reduced to nothing more than a pile of broken and chewed bones and tattered bloody clothing.
"That was tasty." Edomus chuckles as his face is caught between that of a human and something much more grotesque, something made of teeth and claws and blackened, torn skin, but in a blink of an eye the man now sits at the cot not a trace or gore upon his form.
Edomus rises from the cot and breaths deeply and slowly. This time when he speaks his voice is a strange jumble of grunts and growls and a language that is far too old to be known by a young man like himself.
His hands are a blur of jerky movements and as they move faster and faster they begin to glow a incandescent blue. In a few minutes time, his hands are engulfed by the light which has formed into a perfect sphere cupped delicately between his hand.
"Well, hello again." he smiles and the warm light which hovers gently in his palm. "I promise, this next part isn't going to hurt." he comments as he guides the glowing sphere gently into his empty flask tucking the now glowing container into his back pocket and makes his way back out of the dungeon.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 7:08 am
Once more Edomus Skyfallen is making his way through the maze like corridors of his expanse manor home. He is of course moving with the speed and purpose of someone that has the weight of a great ordeal upon his shoulders. If his latest experiment is to succeed then time is of the essence.
A trip that would normally take him thirty minutes or so, takes him only fifteen since he is moving so fast. He stops in front of a heavy and extremely old wooden door and once more speaks that ancient language and moves his hands in a blur of jerky movements.
The door creaks slowly open and Edomus bolts in, quickly closing and resealing the door behind him. He cannot afford to the let the powerful magics which are sealed within the confines of this room escape, he will need to use them all if his plans are to succeed.
"Now we begin our devious works." he mumbles to no one in particular as he sets the flask on an empty wooden table and begins to slowly remove his clothing.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 8:03 am
Edomus stood now completely in the nude, his hair rustling in some great unseen current of air. His breaths were slow and calculated as he stood in the center of a rather large magical circle which had the flask placed delicately at one of its cardinal points.
Edomus continued to control his breath with his eyes closed for a few minutes, his mind and soul concentrating on amassing all the magical energy within his body. What he was about to attempt was going to take a whole lot of magic, and even then, there was no guarantee of success or that he would live through the ordeal.
Edomus's eyes snapped open and were awash in blazing blue light, the power which he had gathered withing himself was on the verge of going critical and if he didn't begin the ritual soon the energy might force its way out of him rendering him limb from limb.
This time as he spoke, his voice had taken on a strange quality as though he was speaking from all places within the room at once.
The circle beneath his feet also burst into light spinning and dancing in a myriad of strange and almost impossible movements. As he continued to speak his body and arms moving in jerky and uncontrollable ways the circle began to shrink the flask which held the dead girls soul now floated high above the air.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 9:45 am
"Now here comes the hard part." Edomus thought to himself as he placed the pointer and ring finger of each hand on either side of the center of his chest and let out a powerful burst of magical energy. The magical circle slammed into the center of his chest and sent him into the far stone wall. His body embedded itself a few inches into the material.
Edomus did not let this stop his spell casting, his hands still moving fast as the metal flask itself started to glow a crimson red, exploding in a bright red cascade of light and fire.
For the briefest instance Edomus could feel the circle begin to move, burning symbols into his right arm the spell working for the first time in years. He could not help but smile as he witnessed the red light start to take the shape of the woman which he had eaten only hours ago.
But his happiness was short lived, her ghostly face turned into a mask of pain and anguish and then disappeared into nothingness. <********!" he said as his body oozed unto the floor, his body wracked with pain from his failed experiment.
"I was so close." he growled, slamming his fist into the stone wall in anger.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 5:50 am
For a brief moment, Edomus merely knelled upon the floor, his eyes closed in deep concentration and disbelief. Yet even though he was sad, he could not help but smile this time had been the closest to success. He was getting better, he was making progress.
"Now, off to hunt again." Edomus said with a sly smile upon his face as he rose slowly from the floor and gently dusted himself off.
"Perhaps this time I shall go for a younger subject." he commented out loud as he walked out of the room, closing it gently behind him.
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