Kurts
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Post by Kurts on Nov 5, 2012 19:55:42 GMT -5
Oriax disrobed, all except for the metal mask and white hood. In a few strides, he was behind Rosa, grabbing a clump of hair and pushing her face down further in between the other woman's legs. In the same instant he slid into her from behind, causing the whore's flesh to involuntarily break out in goosepimples as a chill ran through her body.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 5, 2012 20:08:44 GMT -5
She squirmed, and Lara does too in discomfort. "Mph mph mph!"
"Whatthefuckkk!"
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Post by Kurts on Nov 5, 2012 20:16:11 GMT -5
Oriax placed a hand roughly over the ungagged girl's mouth as he pumped away, ignoring her startled reaction. When he was nearing completion, he attempted to make a sacrificial dagger appear in his hand, with a wickedly curved blade.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 5, 2012 20:20:54 GMT -5
ooc: Wait, you're trying to summon a dagger from thin air? With neither fire nor blood?
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Post by Kurts on Nov 5, 2012 20:26:51 GMT -5
(OOC: Figured that's like a parlor trick for them. Other bodily fluids being present and all. Plus he lit that torch. It's not a shadow dagger or anything. Cantrips 75)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 6, 2012 10:40:54 GMT -5
His dagger pops from his bag and slides into his hand.
ooc: We'll go more into this later haha. The idea isn't for spontaneous creation of stuff DND style.
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Post by Kurts on Nov 6, 2012 15:09:22 GMT -5
(OOC: Oh yeah I totally got that. I should have made it more specific that the dagger was already somewhere in the room, just not in his hand. Didn't mean that he was literally creating it from thin air. You're explanation of cantrips has me thinking they're basically parlor tricks that require actual magic though likely not a lot of fuel like "hey look that dagger across the room is now in my hand. Ta-da!")
As he finished, bodily fluids coursing forth into the whore, Oriax slit her throat. He was careful to completely sever the artery to get the most blood as her heart finished its final beats.
(Small Blades 75 if necessary)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 7, 2012 1:31:47 GMT -5
Her blood sprays about as he hits the carotid, and the tied up whore is now bleating and screaming in her gag desperately.
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Post by Kurts on Nov 7, 2012 1:39:24 GMT -5
Oriax shudders at the power he felt as Rosa's life force ebbed away. Letting her body fall to the floor, he begins chanting in Ashaii and raises the blade again. He drives the point down into the bound whore, right below her sternum, and yanks down opening her to the navel.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 7, 2012 1:42:44 GMT -5
The unnecessary C-section draws blood out of her, and he feels the steam come out of her body as the heat escapes in the cool air. It feels...good.
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Post by Kurts on Nov 7, 2012 1:56:27 GMT -5
Oriax set the knife carefully to the side, admiring his incision for a moment as his chanting continues. He plunges a hand into the open wound and begins removing and inspecting the living woman's viscera. In the Shadowlands the masked man had become an expert in the ancient ritual of haruspicy, or divination through the inspection of entrails. Though messy, it was a far more reliable method than firegazing for seeing the unseen. Fire could lie, but blood did not. He studies each organ carefully as it was removed, his chants increasing in fervor and speed, searching for direction for his travels and some knowledge of the future.
(Ritual 90+10 for the two slain women)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 7, 2012 8:33:41 GMT -5
As has been happening with unusual frequency, he feels forces to his northeast, south, and due north. He sees dreams of a castle on fire and the dead walking, of monsters of legend facing men of axes made of bone, and, as has been the case for several months, of a black dragon so large it blots out the sun.
The woman chokes and dies, and Oriax feels the powers aligning about him, but before he can grasp their exact origin, it fades.
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Post by Kurts on Nov 7, 2012 16:50:34 GMT -5
Oriax considered the information he had received, pondering what it meant for him and where he should head. He wanted to know the origin, but that would be a task for another day and likely a few more corpses.
Unsure of how long that gold piece would keep anyone from investigating, he began searching for a way out other than the door.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Nov 7, 2012 19:33:15 GMT -5
There's a small window, with shutters rather than glass.
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Post by Kurts on Nov 8, 2012 23:08:50 GMT -5
Oriax peers out, trying to judge how far the drop was.
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