Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150502142033/@comment-5583506-20150521002303

"Oh, I will be", wheezed the skeleton as it slowly stood up.

"Forefather", said Audiana as if she had just witnessed a revelation.

"Audiana, my dearest", said the Pale Man and traced his bony fingers along her cheek. "So loyal to your own blood. I find it... admiring. I was getting tired of waiting in that body of yours, helping you kill all those people was beneath my powers."

Audiana hung with her head in shame. "I... I am s-sorry! I should have managed it myself!"

"Still", continued the Pale Man. "You will help me with obtaining the last reagent before I am complete. A soul."

Audiana snickered. "O-of course, beloved forefather! Look here! All of these Investigators came here to stop you, but I trapped them! Pick whomever you want! Harvest them at your liking!"

But the Pale Man would not take his eyes of Audiana. "You don't seem to understand, my precious. These pathetic beings don't possess any real power. To regain my strength I need to obtain powers of the like which could only come from someone who has enherited them from me."

Audiana nodded, slightly unsure of what the skeleton was getting at. Then she realised. "But..." She swallowed and began to back slowly. "But I... I brought you back?"

"And I thank you for it. But in order to be complete, Audiana, I need a soul. Yours specifically, my heir. But I couldn't tell you that until now, otherwise you wouldn't have brought me back."

The Imperial woman was getting ready to run for her life, but all too late the skeleton had grabbed one of her arms with its bony fingers. And from thereone, it only got worse. Audiana screamed in unspeakable pain and agony as her very life essence was sucked right from her body, altogether with the remaining components to build a human being... or something in the resemblance of it... A cruel mockery of the Gods creations.

Muscle tissues, sinews, skin, blood, fluids... Everything was sucked clear off Audiana's body and applied to the Pale Man, reconstructing him completely. The crazed Imperial woman's scream died off as her bloodied remains collapsed to the stony ground and shattered into bony scraps and blood stains, yet still her scream seemed to echo throughout the Underways. An eternal remainder of the trickery which had taken place both centuries ago, as well as in present time.

The Pale Man stood before them, as he had appeared to the guards which had entered his lair for the first time all those hundreds of years ago. And pale he was... The man practically looked like a ghost himself.

He breathed loudly and spoke clearly for the first time in centuries. "Riften shall sleep unsafely tonight..."