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Post by gathera on Dec 10, 2016 21:17:57 GMT -5
A dark-haired woman in a striking crimson and gold gown puts up a few posters in the square and around town.
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Post by gathera on Dec 11, 2016 0:11:28 GMT -5
The cat was perfect black as my soul, all fire and fight. I could not have asked for better choice. I stared down gloating at the helpless feline furiously struggling against his bonds. “Ah yes dear uncle will be most pleased. Let me see now” I carefully twisted the mewling ball of fur up staring deeply into its emerald eyes. With a small satisfied nod, “Yes there is a bit of Bezekira in you already. Not enough, but all things in time”. Amused I set the cat down chuckling to myself. It was enjoyable to see the cat hissing and struggling vainly against the knots and bindings. “Excellent, such a temper but you shall learn who the true master is beast. After all Logokron knows you well dear. He will of course exact his price but that is the beauty of all this; another will pay. Some poor unfortunate soul but well one cannot make an omelette without breaking a few eggs. There are simply so many to choose from. Hilp well who will worry about another person missing, right? That Dastardly dragon! Ah sweet little thing You have no idea, no idea at all what you shall become.” I snatched the cat up pressing the creature against firmly against me capering about with maniacal glee. “Power yes power Ah such the ultimate aphrodisiac. Yes your simply perfect and to think a paladin! Yes a paladin of the Loyal Fury sent you to me. How delightfully sweet that is.” Beaming I tucked the bedraggled cat firmly back into the sack. “Mine all mine! In you go my lovely but don’t worry so soon big changes for you, ah yes such changes.” Based on in-game conversations and actions. I would like to thank the themercenary and DM Hawk for allowing me to use the events of the night in my story.
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