*After returning to the slaves he left in prior adventures, He was surprised to see them still alive. He holds the first elf in magic while he binds the hands and feet of the first elf. He moves to the other prisoners bashing one over the head and feeds it to his summoned tiger. Afterwards, He moves to the last slave and dominates it for a short moment before the spell comes unraveled. Forcing the elf to the ground he quickly strikes the last elf in the head killing him.After the deed is done he turns to the first elf and begins preparations for a teleport.*
Last Edit: Sept 29, 2015 13:23:30 GMT -5 by Malzaron
*after a series of initial tests and a few cuts to the abdomen he pulls the slave down and teleports him back to his home in eltabarr. As his person and the slaves appears in his family home in eltabarr he makes his way to the torture chamber located at the bottom of the house. He once again shackles him to the the chains on the walls of his immense dungeon. his younger brothers would peek down to watch some of his experiments from time to time offering assistance with some of their undead slaves. Calling upon clerics and healers when necessary to heal and revive the elf when his cuts go too far. Throughout the house a cynical laughter is heard as the screams of the elf grow loud.*
Last Edit: Sept 29, 2015 15:54:25 GMT -5 by Malzaron
*Malzaron would frequently not be seen for days on end. Teleporting back and forth between Eltabarr and the enclave whenever he would have to deal with matters of business. Whenever seen at the enclave he is talking to himself or discussing surgical techniques with shrine priests.*
*The dark halls of his family manor within eltabarr creek as the age of the house is heard with each step. Malzaron paces within the dungeon seemingly waiting for a thought. He would look at the elven slave.*
"You been through a lot these past few days"
" I'll Give you a break from your torment "
*snapping his finger his skeletal servants would bring food and water forcing it down the elf's mouth.*
" Enjoy it while it lasts, I will not be needing you for much longer "
*After many hours of scrubbing and reorganizing, The Hordes of undead finish cleaning the entire estate. The dust non-existent, each window cleaned and every room in order. The elven slaves panting from continuous work and sweat flowing from their brows.*
Magnus- " Excellent ! , Im our brother will be pleased. Maybe he will let me play with his new toy * wide grin coming from his childish features* "
Oliver - " HAH ! , how you Idol him so !."
Magnus-" watch your tongue...or ill feed it to his abomination hes been working on."
Oliver - *sticks his tongue out in which forms into three more tongues upon witch giving a hideous laugh*
Last Edit: Oct 6, 2015 20:18:16 GMT -5 by Malzaron
Post by raneearendur on Oct 14, 2015 14:36:46 GMT -5
Just outside of the estate, A carriage pulls up led by two fine horses. The driver of the horse drawn carriage wears stylish armor made from the finest of metals. He introduces himself as Viktor Dragic, knight of Thay, and brother of Salazar Von Nefzon.
Viktor hops down from the carriage and opens the doors.
From out of the doors steps a rather plump Wizard. He clearly isn't a red wizard but he does wear expensive clothing.
The plump wizards beard nearly runs to his knees and his pointed hat is bent at the tip to the left a bit.
The man adjusts his glasses and summons a wooden staff to his hand.
"Bartlby" the plump old man greets.
Viktor just shakes his head at the old mans back and jumps back on the wagon. With one hand he whips the horses on and dissapears into the darkness.
Bartlby squints through his glasses at whoever greets him and asks where Salazar is. And just as he asks the question Salazar teleports into view.
His robes are of a fine red color, laced with pure gold and heavily enchanted.
Salazar's tattoos on his forearms are in full display and he sports a necklace of fine crystal which shows the mark of an ambassador.
Salazar looks about and shows a bit of surprise when he sees Bartlby standing there.
"Ahh grandfather what a pleasant surprise!" Salazar says.
Bartlby walks over to Salazar and grasps his shoulder viewing him closely.
"Impressive my boy, truly impressive! I hear you have been doing big things!"
Salazar smiles at Bartlby and looks over to those who greeted his arrival. "Let's get started then," he says to them. "I do hope you figured in an extra guest." Salazar takes Bartlby's hand and helps him along as they follow Malzaron's people into the estate.
Player of: Lucien Rein, Salazar Von Nefzon, Angavel, Kross, Grimknaw, Argorn Silverbeard, the list goes on.
* As the Carriages pull up hordes of undead servants approach with their masters. The horde would be lined from the entrance of the gates all the way to the front doors of the estate. Upon reaching them they would fall to a knee in sequence. The one controlling them would introduce himself as Magnus and beside him would be his brother Oliver. After reaching the front door of the estate, Malzaron would be waiting to greet them.*
*Malzaron would bow*
" Greetings, My lord salazar welcome to my family estate. If you are in need of anything at all please ask openly. "
* Malzaron leads them through the halls to main dining room. Upon opening the doors a great aroma of delightful foods fill their noses. Foods of all sorts fill the tables against the dining room halls as servants stand next to each dish ready for orders. As head of the house Malzaron would take the seat at the end of the table. Next to him would on both sides would be seats for Salazar and Bartlby followed by seats in order of importance. As if ready for more guests extra tables and chairs would quickly be made ready by the servants upon order.*
Malzaron would say - " Please take a seat, * the servants pulling chairs out for each of the guests* It has been along time since such has blessed these halls." *speaking to bartlby and salazar*
Last Edit: Oct 15, 2015 8:48:06 GMT -5 by Malzaron
After months of testing and experimentation, Malzaron would leave the inner bowels of his workspace. The rays of the harsh sun were blinding as he went topside, holding up his hand to shield his face. With a grimace, the pale yellow fellow would begin to rejoin the world. Testing has proved to be fruitful, but he would require additional... samples to complete his work.
Once obtaining his samples, he would return into the depths of the mansions, quickly slamming the door shut behind him to shut out the world.