Okay everyone, I have my players. I will leave the thread on "recruting" for a few more hours (like 5-6) and then close it. The game will start regardless, but if there's 1 optional spot left, it's not too late.
That night, that had started nicely, with him beign able to enter the private chambers of the count’s daughter, a particullary pretty young girl named Rashia, daughter of the Count’s first wive, that was meant to marry some noble from the capital by his father, but she had another plans, for she was in love with Rasen. And Rasen was in love with her. They had met half year ago when he had entered into his father’s service as a guard. But that night, while they searched each other between the silks of her bed, was the last night he had been free.
If only he had been more pereceptive of the clues that were there. The looks of the Countless, the third wive of the Count, gave to her. The savvory individuals that the Countless made deals when she was in the market and he was acting as a bodyguard... the runes that where embroidered at the Countless robes... if only he had gotten eyes for more that Rashia, he could had noticed something.
When they were finally naked,suddenly the door of the chamber exploded in thousands of splinters.They both screamed and standing there, the Countless, with two demonic creatures at her side.
- Thank our Lord it’s not too late - she said. - Grab him too and bring them both to me -
Rasen tried to fight, but to no avail. One of the creatures punched him in the head and the next thing he knew was that he was chained to a wall, still naked, in a subterranean chamber. In front of him there was an altar, and chained to that altar was Rashia. Over her was the Countless with a black dagger over Rashia’s chest. He was in one lateral of the chamber, and Raisha’s head kind of fell over the altar, so she could see him, looking upside down, and he could see her eyes, begging him to help her.
In front of the Countless, giving a dim greenish light to the entire room, were an open portal, swirling tendrils of arcane energy going to another place.
- No.. No... - he struggle against the chains, one of the demons that were at the Countless side looked at him and mocked him. - Let me save her please...- Suddenly a low, rasping voice in the back of his head talked to him. - What would you give to save her... -
He didn’t think about it. - Anything... anything.. just help me.. give the strength... -
- Anything.. interesting...-
- Please please, free me... let me help her... - he begged to the voice in his head as the black dagger began to descend.
- Would you serve me? Forever? - The dagger was half way
- Yes Yes!! - The black metal started to cut her soft and delicate flesh, the red blood began to pour out of it, her eyes were fixed on his. He felt he was about to rip his own arms off.
- Deal - The dagger finished its way and the hilt touched the chest. The chains were opened, and somehow,his sword was in his hand. He jumped, and he stabbed the Countess’s heart screaming and crying. He didn’t remember quite well what happened next. He only remember that he was able to kill the two creatures and the damn witch,the weird portal closed when he threw the witch head inot it, and now he was nourishing Raisha in her last breaths. “You’ve saved me... “ she said with a faint smile “ You saved me... “ she said exhaling her last breath. After that he hadn’t too much options. The Count had been murdered by his third wife and the only one to blame would be him. He left his city and his country and fled in the night, carrying Raisha’s neckclake, something to remember her. .
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DM Price of Misfortune (finished)
Typo. Just got off a 12 hour shift. Brain isn’t fully working right now.
PC: Fitzroy Hammerstone - The Mad Empiricist of Corinth
DM:
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DM Price of Misfortune (finished)
Okay everyone, I have my players. I will leave the thread on "recruting" for a few more hours (like 5-6) and then close it. The game will start regardless, but if there's 1 optional spot left, it's not too late.
DM Price of Misfortune (finished)
If it’s not too late:
Name: Rasen Khen
Class: Warlock
Alignement: NG
Backstory:
That night, that had started nicely, with him beign able to enter the private chambers of the count’s daughter, a particullary pretty young girl named Rashia, daughter of the Count’s first wive, that was meant to marry some noble from the capital by his father, but she had another plans, for she was in love with Rasen. And Rasen was in love with her. They had met half year ago when he had entered into his father’s service as a guard. But that night, while they searched each other between the silks of her bed, was the last night he had been free.
If only he had been more pereceptive of the clues that were there. The looks of the Countless, the third wive of the Count, gave to her. The savvory individuals that the Countless made deals when she was in the market and he was acting as a bodyguard... the runes that where embroidered at the Countless robes... if only he had gotten eyes for more that Rashia, he could had noticed something.
When they were finally naked,suddenly the door of the chamber exploded in thousands of splinters.They both screamed and standing there, the Countless, with two demonic creatures at her side.
- Thank our Lord it’s not too late - she said. - Grab him too and bring them both to me -
Rasen tried to fight, but to no avail. One of the creatures punched him in the head and the next thing he knew was that he was chained to a wall, still naked, in a subterranean chamber. In front of him there was an altar, and chained to that altar was Rashia. Over her was the Countless with a black dagger over Rashia’s chest. He was in one lateral of the chamber, and Raisha’s head kind of fell over the altar, so she could see him, looking upside down, and he could see her eyes, begging him to help her.
In front of the Countless, giving a dim greenish light to the entire room, were an open portal, swirling tendrils of arcane energy going to another place.
- No.. No... - he struggle against the chains, one of the demons that were at the Countless side looked at him and mocked him. - Let me save her please...- Suddenly a low, rasping voice in the back of his head talked to him. - What would you give to save her... -
He didn’t think about it. - Anything... anything.. just help me.. give the strength... -
- Anything.. interesting...-
- Please please, free me... let me help her... - he begged to the voice in his head as the black dagger began to descend.
- Would you serve me? Forever? - The dagger was half way
- Yes Yes!! - The black metal started to cut her soft and delicate flesh, the red blood began to pour out of it, her eyes were fixed on his. He felt he was about to rip his own arms off.
- Deal - The dagger finished its way and the hilt touched the chest. The chains were opened, and somehow,his sword was in his hand. He jumped, and he stabbed the Countess’s heart screaming and crying. He didn’t remember quite well what happened next. He only remember that he was able to kill the two creatures and the damn witch,the weird portal closed when he threw the witch head inot it, and now he was nourishing Raisha in her last breaths. “You’ve saved me... “ she said with a faint smile “ You saved me... “ she said exhaling her last breath. After that he hadn’t too much options. The Count had been murdered by his third wife and the only one to blame would be him. He left his city and his country and fled in the night, carrying Raisha’s neckclake, something to remember her. .
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