Erndras walks slowly in front of the crowd, anxiously waiting to hear why the man is being executed he pokes the man to his left but is quickly interrupted by the announcer. "Roggvir, you are a traitor to your home land, you let Ulfric escape while you were standing guard, what would you like to say to defend yourself." says the Solitude guard proudly "On this day I go to Sovngarde" Roggvir replies grinning. -fwing- Roggvir's head slides off like a hot knife through butter. Erndras skillfully picks his Amulet of Talos and runs before the guards noticed something was missing. "Good Job", says a voice at the back of his head. Erndras clutches his head unknowing what just happened.
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Geel-Kajin
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Antonius: The thick stew makes a mess of the king's face and clothes, brown spots appearing upon clean tunic. Thick greasy oil from the sauce trickles into the king's mouth and ears, Chunks of cooked meat dripping to the floor.
Ulfric howls in anger, wiping clean the broth the best he can. (Current health 180) He grabs a cast iron pot, hurling it towards your head. A huge pile of potatoes spill from the pot, flying in all directions. The pot swings haphazardly through the air, giving you time to duck before it hit. YOu crawl under the table, deciding your next move.
Erndas: That voice.... Truly unique. YOu revere it's mere sound, but you do not dwell on this for long. As you walk past crowded streets and bustling pavements, you take in the sights and smells. The aroma of fresh bread wafts from a stall, and your mouth waters at it. The clinking of bottles from an apothecary, and the bubble of laughter from a pub, making you want to join in. But you don't for the mission you have is important.
Suddenly, you feel a pain in your neck. A straining burning pain. "Fool....You think when i meant good job, I really meant it? You wear the amulet of my enemy, dear host! The pain you endure is of your own fault, of Talos attacking your soul!" Sneers the voice as the pain amplifies. People stare at you as you grasp at your neck. You try to pull it out the amulet, but it is set like stone (health 100/120) A huge commotion starts, worried faces looking at you. What will you do?"What are you doing to me?" Erndras thinks and blocks all other thoughts. Erndras slowly walks down the street to the nearest apothecary. Erndras buys a couple of potions to slowly recover himself and tries to get back in contact with his inner menace. "Come out, come out where ever you are!". Erndras clutches his head again. "How dare you provoke me". Erndras feels he is losing consciousness, unable to do anything he bashes all the potions in the apothecary's shop. "Sorry", he manages to get out before going under.
narzvhog_firemane
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Daenin hearing the howl and smelling an unusual yet lovely wild scent began to yearn for the wilderness in a strange, primitive way.
"Do you sense that, Rodrich?", Daenin looked over at his traveling companion while straining to keep himself atop his mount as the yearning to run free through the wilderness overcame him with a tenacity unmatched by any before.
Geel-Kajin
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(Im sure they arent too happy with you lol)
Voices boom in your head. A debate. No, a battle of words. Daedric language flows rapidly through your mind, and you pick out two main voices. Your daedric lords and Talos'. Their words stream through your mind's crevices, pain reaching to even the smallest particle of yourself. Throughout all this, you have the feeling of weightlessness, and you can't focus upon any strain of word.
" Talos, my host put on the amulet by accident; why do this, even if in spite of me? "
" My friend, it is the fault of daedra that the horsemen arrived! THey were the ones who started all this! Why should I listen to reason? "
" Talos, listen to me! We need your help to end the war!"
"Bah! And why should I help you now, insignificant monster?"
This is said in a flow of daedric, which you somehow pick up. The words at a breakneck speed, and you wish you could just shut out the noise.
Then, there was light. You startle and jump up. You... you're in the real world, yes? Or was this another fantasy? The shop you fainted in, yes this is it. The shop owner says kindly " Are you alright dear? " But is immediately pulled back by a fierce looking women, who says " Stand back, he's a madman!"
Rodrich grunts, and pulls out his axe. He had felt his lord get angry a moment before, had it something to do with this?
The panting becomes faster, and the musky smell is stronger. But, what is this strange yearning? At first you assume you wish to fight the beast,but then you realize : No, you want to join it.
THe horse whinnies, trickles of foam forming from it's nostrils, whites of it's eyes showing in pure fear. It flicks it's tail, before attempting to bolt off. You calm it just in time, for the creature appears.
It is grey, amber eyes reflecting the world. A thick mane of slick hair shines in the moonlight,muscles strong and evident. It's tail is long and heavy, every movement making it create a loud thump on the floor. It regards you with respect for a while, before it attacks Rodrich, fangs bared.
Come host...show me your power. Break from sanity, join the hunt of the manbeasts
narzvhog_firemane
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Daenin can do nothing but watch in awe as the giant wolf appears before him, standing strong and regal.
Is that a wolf, wha...?, is all Daenin can think as the hulking mass of the beast leaps towards Rodrich. Without thinking Daenin lunges into the air between the creature and his friend, then time seems to slow and move with a liquid fluidity, there as he hung in the air. All Daenin could hear was his heartbeat, pounding in his ears, loud, harsh and gaining speed. An adrenaline rush unlike he had ever felt before bursts through his body, as if his true soul was ripping itself from his mortal frame."Gotta get this off" Erndras thinks to himself looking at his amulet. The amulet slides off his neck as if if was waiting to get off him. Erndras looks around "Sorry for all the commotion Madame" . Erndras slammed the door open as if to run away before all hell breaks loose. Erndras tries to get away from the hold and does it successfully before any of the guards catch him. "Please tell me what is going on" Erndras thinks as he tries to contact the voice once again.
Geel-Kajin
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Daenin: Then you feel it. Ancient and primal, the beast tears at your frame. It howls at you as you open the gates to your soul, letting it burst free and control. WHite hot pain sparks up as your bones reform, your flesh stretching. A elongated snout lurches free, and your teeth turn bestial.
"Daenin, what happened to you? How could you have become as such under Kyraneth's protection?! " shouts your once friend in horror as he parries a huge downward sweeping claw. Your lips curl in delight, showing jet black wolf gums. Haha, if only he knew who's host you were... You lick your lips with your long flexible tongue, waiting to get the first taste. The battle rages on, and you yearn to join!
But something within you resists. You may have realized you are not Kyraneth's host, but then is it compulsory to be a monster, a freak? You resist the bloodlust, and ponder upon this for a while. The monster inside you growls, waiting to take control again, it's long tail swishing in your mind. There was a battle and his pack member was in it, and he felt it of utmost important to help.
If I let the beast go.. I may loose my best friend Rodrich, you think. Ever since you thought u were an aedric host, Rodrich had always been there to train him and such. You whine, thinking of who to side with.
Erndas " You passed out dear, are you okay now? You better stay a day at my place, how about that? THere's no way you could have recovered so quickly."
"No, don't let him in! He's mad!"
"Now, be nice dear!"
SMiling, she offered you a room for the night. You know you feel shaky, and you hear the distant echoes of the dream you had. You shake your head vigorously, but the thoughts do not go away. Will you accept the offer, or must be off with the utmost haste?
narzvhog_firemane
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Daenin raged within himself; the beast wanted blood, but the man wanted to protect his long time mentor and friend. Daenin knew if he couldn't control himself completely soon enough, the other beast- another brother of sorts- will finish Rodrich and devour him. Daenin paused and took one long deep breath through his new nostrils, reaching deep within himself-time seemed to slow to a practical halt, Daenin could see, hear, smell, and feel everything all at once- grab ahold of the reins of the beast within and took over.
Once Daenin grabbed complete control, he leapt after the beast battling with Rodrich, not to attack, but to warn and protect his former teacher.
Geel-Kajin
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The beast's eyes widen, as if to say "How could you? " But then you tackle it, using your hard shoulder to jab it's gut. It growls, globules of saliva flying from it's mouth. (health 100/125) It then retreated back when Rodrich engulfed it in a fireball. THe flames scorch the monster, lighting up the night sky like a beacon. The wolf howled, and deep within you , you felt the urge to return that call of distress. You quickly restrain it, but beads of perspiration form on your brow. What was that notion to aid your enemy? You hastily put back such disturbing thoughts, but already you see the wolf smiling at you, despite it's numerous burns.
Ignoring your slashes with your sword, it ducks under your swinging blade and aimed Rodrich. It's talons swept upwards, piercing the folds of chainmail. You see crimson blood, the agonized face of your teacher- but he is saved in the nick of time by his horse, which kicked the beast with it's back legs. Had it been late by a mere second, you fear Rodrich would have been choking on his own blood. The wolf reels backwards, snarling.
Geel-Kajin
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The woman sees you calling her, and she smiles and comes over. To your dismay, the man comes over as well, most likely to watch her. "yes, how may I help you dear? care for a drink? It' the best you will ever find"she says , pouring the man yet another drink. the man's eyes gleam, and he hastily downs the thick liquid. He sways slightly, cross-eyed, before sitting on a nearby chair. "Now now darling, thats your last drink, okay?" she says to the obviously drunken manShare this page
