Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150502142033/@comment-5583506-20150520234950

Audiana brought out small black book from her bag as she walked over to the skeleton with a gaze of obsession and wonder. "You know", she said to herself, but it might as well have been aimed at the Investigators. "When I was a little girl I was fascinated with the stories of my forebear. How the people believed him to be omni-present, as if he was a part of the town itself. I decided that when i grew up, I would find a way to speak to him."

She giggled. "I met this Altmer, you see. The necromancer was willing to teach me the ways of communicating with the dead. After I slept with him a couple of times to zeal the deal, I cut his throat while he was sleeping and stole this book, containing all the knowledge I needed and thereafter I performed the ritual myself."

"And here I am", hissed the disembodied voice.

"And here you are, forefather", sighed Audiana. "I can almost feel your presence. Soon, you will have a body to call your own again."

"My patience is limited", hissed the voice. "Complete the ritual."

"Oh, right." Audiana smacked herself lightly at the forehead. "Silly of me. I just need to find the right pages." She wagged her head from side to side slightly as she read the pages. "So I performed the ritual to summon my forefather, but it still wasn't enough. He needed his own body. He couldn't live through me his entire unlife now, could he? No. I bet it hasn't been funny to possess me. He therefore learned me the ancient ritual which would help him regain his body. Blood would have to be payed with blood in order to bring him back. He needed the organs of the descendants of those he had woved to seek vengeance upon. As well as..."

She looked at the skeleton the way she would have a long lost lover. "The essence of soul..." She turned to the chained up Investigators. "Any of you want to volunteer?" she joked. "No? Nevermind, you are gonna have to do so either way."

She then slammed the book shut as she had finally found the page. "It begins", she said strictly, before she began to chant in an unknown language forgotten since millenias past.

Never before had such words been uttered, it was almost as if her voice called out to the void itself, trying to drag away all the happiness of the world into a dark pit. And the void responded...

The organs within the jars began to bubble and coddle as waves of floating energy connected them to the dusty bones of the Pale Man, transferring them there. It was just as grotesque and macabre as it was an astonishing sight to see. The lights in the tunnel grew dim as Audiana's chanting became louder and soon all the jars stood empty and the organs had instead found themselves a new home within the bones of a dead man.

Sibern slightly turned his head in agony to see what was going on. Mara protect us...

The skeleton collapsed to the ground free from its shackles, breathing heavily with the help of Rakh's lungs, safely stored within its rib cage.

Audiana's chanting came to a stop as she found herself standing in front of her kneeling forefather, who was breathing and alive... almost...

"I... have... returned..." said the Pale Man with his raspy voice.

The eyes of Sinderius Hestria in the sockets of the skull stared themselves full on the captured Investigators...