Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20151212160707/@comment-24736819-20151230025409

Dark skies being torned apart by thunder and lightning. He looked around not freightened, but extremely curious.

"Did it worked?", he heard his own voice amidst the ferocious battle of the sky Gods.

His workshop was a complete mess, papers thrown around, body parts hanged in different ways, jars, herbs, roots and every kind of odd ingredients one would expect to find inside a mad druid's house and not a coroner's office.

"It worked? Hello?", once again his voice squeaked. His annoying voice. That which he hated and despised the most. The doubtful one.

Carefully treading through his lab, Viktor finally saw his working table and made way towards it, knocking down some of the jars and bottles. He took a deep breath and gave a quick glance to the paper in his right hand before continuing towards the mess that was his working table...

"It worked.", the doubt on his face quickly turned into a smirk before widening itself into a broad grin. Indeed it worked and he was now looking at his own Magnum Opus, much greater than that one which the obnoxious alchemists discovered, much greater than any other masterpiece that Viktor read about.

He approached the table and removed the white cloth that covered it, widening his eyes to face the...

...

Suddenly, the coroner awoke. He was sweaty and feverish, but only when he placed both his feet on the wooden floor that he realized the excruciating pain inside his head as well. Quickly, he summoned his faithful servant.

"A-again, M-mr. Hyyyde.", he ordered the Thrall, who promptly moved towards its master... The creature was used to those unusual summons already and nothing surprised it anymore, but strangely, this time, Viktor didn't seemed to be suffering at all. The Physician had a creepy smile across his face.

"I'll succeed.", he muttered.

...

As the sun rose, Viktor made way to the common room of the Golden Boot and as always, he was the first one to get there.

"While I wait for my companions, would you be so kind to bring me a reinforced breakfast again, my good sir?", the coroner was weirdly happy.

"Of course, Investigator. Of course!", the owner cheerfully answered and limped towards the balcony to pass the order to his cook.