Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150903185204/@comment-5583506-20150913172103

When the masses of robed men had passed the Investigators and the captain, Vemirius signaled for Scav to get going. "Go! Go!" he hissed. "We will make it for the fort! The cabin entrance is blocked by now."

The guards of the Academy examined their surroundings with the lanterns, heading deeper into the darkness ahead of them. Their faces reflected their concern over having to be at this dreadful place at all...

Anhjari whimpered as she saw the crudely built gallows towering up above her in a murky room. Beneath the noose there was a small dirt pile. The spot from which the alruna would grow... once she was hanged.

"P-please", she pleaded. "I don't want to die."

Even though Ignatius' terrifying exterior made it look like his jaws were locked in a constant grin of joy, his hoarse and growling voice told her otherwise.

"I AM SORRY", he snarled. "BUT I MUST DO THIS. WITH THIS HANGING, AN ALRUNA WILL GROW AND I WILL BE ONE STEP CLOSER TO COMPLETING THE GREAT WORK. THEN EVERYTHING WILL BE UP TO THE REMAINDER OF THE ORDER TO GATHER THE REST OF THE INGREDIENTS; THE HEART OF A WAMUSU, THE BLOOD OF A WISPMOTHER, THE ASHES OF A LICH, THE ESSENCE OF AN UNDYING. YOUR SACRIFICE TOU OUR CAUSE WILL BE CELEBRATED AND REMEMBERED FOREVER."

With all of a sudden he ripped her robe off with his claws, causing her to flinch and scream. She now stood naked before him as he approached her with a jar of blue powder mixed with some water. He dipped a claw in it and began to paint some strange alchemical symbol on her stomach as carefully as he could, so that he wouldn't rip her flesh.

She sobbed and began to cry, covering herself up as best as she could with her hands.

"NOW, STAND STILL WHILE I DO THIS. AND PLEASE... DO NOT THINK BADLY OF ME. YOU HAVE NO IDEA FOR HOW MANY CENTURIES I HAVE LIVED IN AGONY. AN AGONY SOON TO BE NOTHING BUT A BAD MEMORY..."

He then got behind her and put the noose around her neck...