Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150311002226/@comment-5583506-20150311021028

(Alright, let's get this train in motion. Then I gotta go to bed! Zoor, get people introduced!)

- Introduction -

The last night...

Sybil Ladurec, a young Breton woman, close to her eighteenth birthday was running through the alleyways on the dockside of Riften. Above her was a cloudless starry night sky, which made her feel as if she was completely alone in the entire world. Left in the hands of fate. The street lamps were lit, but flickered and there wasn't a single city guard to be seen. A veil of thin mist had settled on the ground as her bare feet touched the moist cobblestone.

She was crying. Crying in fear. Just a couple of days ago she had been living in a room on the brothel known as Haelga's Bunkhouse. She had been... a working girl. Not a profession she was proud of, but at least it had brought her dinner on the table. Just about three nights ago she could have sworn that she had seen someone standing outside the window of her room, looking inside, as if looking for her in particular. At first she had payed little attention. She just imagined it to be another foolish admirer who believed that he could win the heart of a whore. The night after that, she could have sworn that someone had tried to enter her room while she was asleep. She had been thankful that the door had been locked. On the third night however, she suddenly had the distinct feeling that... that this someone watching her... wanted her... and not just for the pleasure her body, but for something more... something evil...

She had left the brothel the very same night and had hidden at the Orphanage, where she had originally grown up. She had decided to stay there for a night or so, before leaving the town altogether. She felt that whoever it was that was after her, the person had no intention of letting her get away intact. At least that was what she felt in her guts...

But the Orphanage turned out to be dangerous as well. As she had been granted permission to sleep in her old room, she could feel the presence of her stalker once more. When she looked out in the darkness of the window, she realised that she was peering out at a pair of wide-open, unsettling, and evil eyes staring back at her from close range. She had given out a shriek in terror and was now running for her life through the city streets, crying out for help. Yet there was none to be had...

Tears were streaming from her eyes as she pleaded to the Gods to let her escape this stalker, or at least let him be just another customer. Somehow she doubted that...

"Please", she sobbed. "Just let me go..."

She took a turn to the left and lightly stepped into the shadows of a dark alleyway, slipping around a corner hoping that the one chasing her wouldn't see her in the shadows of the house she had hidden herself behind. The full moon stood high on the sky and lit the area well up from all directions. Even the very universe seemed to betray her at this point.

She cried but tried to dampen her sniffs to the best of her abilities. She needed to be quiet. Her stalker could be listening in to the sounds of her constantly, for all she knew. She took one small step as she got closer to the end of the alleyway, and then another, and then another... If she could just reach the city gates the terror would be over. She could inform the city watch that she was being chased by a potential rapist or murderer.

Then she felt it. For one moment she had felt completely alone, but the second moment she didn't. It was an eerie feeling and it gave her goosebumps all over her body. There was a... cold presence nearby, and she reluctantly decided to turn around.

Inside the shadows were the staring eyes once again. They glimmered in the light of the full moon. They focused on her intensively. They saw...

She wanted to scream out in fear, but instead she was frozen in her place. Watching helplessly as the very shadows seemed to come alive from the blackness and took the shape of a dark being in front of her.

The last thing that crossed Sybil's terrified and shattered little mind that night was one simple meaning: How could it have gotten here so quick?

The next thing she felt was another type of coldness, but this particular cold had entered her abdomen... and was quickly working its way sideways, spilling out a warmth she had never hoped to feel in her life...