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| Topic Started: Nov 1 2014, 05:01 PM (214 Views) | |
| Shaoran | Nov 1 2014, 05:01 PM Post #1 |
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-Realm of Shadow- Shadowthrone, a deity that looked like shadows that lived in the three dimensional shadow of a human moves like wraiths as he silently boiled in rage. Six of his seven Hounds of Shadow lay on their bellies and looked up at their master with puppy dog eyes. This did not seem to work, and once the Rope arrived, he noted the god's anger. He released a low sigh and spoke on behalf of the Hounds, "Kelinved. Any creature of yours would have done the same. You have enjoyed their blood lust from the time that you adopted them from the Beast Hold. That you expect them to change so quickly-" The Rope stopped as Kelinved, Shadowthrone, snorted and then swiveled his head to the Assassin, "Never once," he began coldly, "have I, or any other Lord of Shadow ever orchestrated the coup that I did, barely a thousand years back. Since then, Rake has sought an excuse to take my head." He paused a moment and then waved his hand towards his Hounds, "Now they have given him a reason. I, above all others have come closest to the eternal justice of Dragnipur." |
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| Shaoran | Nov 1 2014, 06:18 PM Post #2 |
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The Rope narrowed his dark hazelnut orbs at the God of Shadow and spoke with his tone lowered, "You spoke of it often. The sound of a hundred thousand chains, of wheels that groaned under weight. The yawning Abyss behind the carriage pulled by those slain by Dragnipur. Ironic as to the being that wields it." At that, Shadowthrone grunted and looked away. The Assassin smiled lightly before he added, "The Hounds are not to blame. Your impatience is." Shadowthrone's head snapped to the Rope as he snarled, "Watch your tongue, Rope. I may sick the Hounds on you." The threat was followed by the sound of flurried clothing, much as a full body cloak, and the God strode to the nearest Hound. The human-sized canine narrowed its gaze at him and growled once, before it slid back to reveal that they laid on top of the demonic Yasha, in a doll's body. The God of Shadows merely smiled as he whispered darkly, "But I will give you all treats for getting what I wanted." The puppet couldn't move, but it could still speak, and in a high-pitched shrill, it howled, "How dare a mere cut off from the Darkness act so high and smug! Rake will disperse his law on you. He will kill all of you and absorb you into the Blade!" There was a pause before the Shadow God started to giggle, and that just made the Rope smirk. |
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| Shaoran | Nov 2 2014, 06:09 PM Post #3 |
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-Planet Earth , Mukabira Range- Yasha grunted under his breath as he guzzled down some water from a mountain stream. That he knew well. These were the lands that he developed his elemental fighting style: a volcano for fire was a mile away, the thin air allowed him to make much better lungs and use the intense wind for air based abilities, and the river influenced his best stance for a balance between offense and defense. The Saiyan breathed the thin mountain air in and exhaled slowly with a smile on his face. He turned to face a gasping Pust, who wheezed along, and Rohan, who breathed hard at times, but had started his journey to a more efficient set of lungs. Pust squeezed out, "How much longer?" Yasha laughed heartily and then turned to the rag-tag group. Lysses would hopefully join the three of them soon. He had decided that if Pust followed him around, he might as well be in a comfortable place- like the family cabin on the outside of the mountain. There, Yasha would meet with Shadowthrone, Pust's patron god. "Not much further, Priest. Now all we have to do is follow the stream. We'll make it there in another couple of hours. "Hours?!" The Priest shrieked obscenities that were not in any language that Yasha understood, but it seemed that Rohan understood and had covered his ears. The Saiyan grunted and started to stride along the smoother path alongside the river. After a half hour Puat snarled, "You'll have a snapped neck once Shadowthrone is done with you, boy." Words: 694 |
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| Shaoran | Nov 4 2014, 12:46 AM Post #4 |
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The three reached the cabin a little slower than Yasha would have liked, mostly due to Pust's whining and moaning about how much he suffered to do Shadow's work. Not that the Saiyan cared much, as he opened the door. The place stayed in utter shadow, as a candle flickered on a long wooden table. There stood a being that reethed in living shadows. They danced around him, and the face was ever shifting, never once the same, but always a blur. Silence passed between the being and Yasha before he noted something. His arm sat on a cage, one that was even darker than Shadowthrone. The god released a low sigh as Pust burst beyond Yasha and howled, "Rest at last!" And then promptly collapsed on the ground in utter exhaustion. The Lord of Shadows placed one hand against his temple and then pulled the arm down before his gaze fixed on the Saiyan. The shadow garment seemed to pause a moment, before Kelinved took his arm off of the cage and drew a cane from the table. He placed the tip to the ground and made a wave of his hand in the direction of the Priest, "Rest earned? He believes that, always has believed his work was done." He seemed to consider and then a dark formation on his face where the lips would have been made a dark grin, "The work is never complete. I understand his madness, you see." Yasha leaned against the wall as Rohan made his way in and then closed the door. The candle their only source of light, the Saiyan narrowed his gaze, "And why did you bring the demon that held me for two years? I don't wish to be it's vessel again. Nor would I permit my son to be it's vessel. Why bring something so painful to a place with warm memories, O' God of Shadow?" Words: 1012 |
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