Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20150109212250/@comment-5583506-20150115010830

Varg nodded, still biting his teeth together hard.

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Rikki woke up along the roadside with the other Khajiits of the caravan. She had been having nightmares about how her beloved Ram had slapped her in the face and said that he didn't love her, all before he yanked her tail and told her that it was the ugliest tail he had ever witnessed.

She cried. The dream had only been partially true though. Ram did not love her, that was the fact. But she wanted none other than him. If she couldn't have him, she would have no one.

Rahjin, the caravaneer had noticed her gloom. "What's the matter? Is pretty Khajiit upset about something?"

She wiped her tears. "It's nothing", she sobbed. "This one is just sad, that's all. Sad that Ram wouldn't accept her feelings. Now she has lost the only friend she ever had!" She tried to hold it back, but began to cry once again.

"Oh", uttered Rahjin and patted her comfortably on the shoulder. "There there, no crying for Rahjin now, eh? This one can be your friend if you need one."

"Thanks", she mumbled. "But Rikki's best friend in the world will always be him. He can never be replaced."

"This one understands", replied Rahjin. "We better get moving however. My caravan needs to be in Cyrodiil before next week."

"Why are you going there?"

He shrugged. "To get away from here of course. Cities all over Tamriel are being under attack. Cyrodiil got the worst of it."

Rikki sharpened her ears. "So why return there?!"

"I reckon the worst part of it is over? By the looks of it it's heading here next." He stood up and clapped his hands together. "Well, let's get going then!"

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"D-don't harm them, Sidion, p-please!" begged Mara and kept the children close behind her skirts.

"Pah!" shrugged the monster and cleaned the spaces between his teeth with one of his claws. "By the looks of how badly fed they have been, they wouldn't even do good for a morsel. I won't eat them or harm them."

"What do you want then, Sidion? What do you want from us?"

Sidion grinned and flew down from a collapsed pillar and landed in front of her, causing the children to scream and hug her skirts even tighter.

"I just enjoy the thrill of watching my big bad wolf of a brother writhe in misery as I destroy everything he had! Just like he did to me! Does that make me into an evil person?"

Mara spat him right in the face. "Person? You lost the right to call yourself anything of human resemblance years ago. Monster!"

He seemed unprovoked. "A monster, am I? Hmm, perhaps you are right... Well then..." He then grabbed Saga from Mara, causing the young Nord to gasp out and try to reach her newborn.

"No! NO! NOT SAGA! LET HER GO!"

"Nah", said Sidion and opened up his jaws wide, holding the crying toddler a few inches from his hideous gap.

Mara cried even higher. "PLEASE STOP! I WILL DO ANYTHING! PLEASE! DON'T!"

Sidion closed his mouth and lowered the baby to the ground. "That's the spirit! That's the sound I would like to hear from you, Mara. Now you start to sound more like your older self. That 'heroine' role certainly doesn't suit you. Now shut up, do as I say, and I might just let all of your disgusting little family go, when I have gotten what I want."

"Wh-what is it that you want?" sobbed Mara and swallowed hard, unable to take her gaze from Saga who was crying beneath the winged monster.

Sidion sneered as his eyes seemed to glow even more intense than before. "The slow death of Varg's body and soul..."