Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151002174117/@comment-24736819-20151111165124

"Yes, the smart move is counting someone who opened declared war against another kingdom to not do anything when he sees that kingdom getting allies.", Farraud replied, obviously mocking.

The halfbreed shook his head over the naivete of his peers as they left. He went back to his men with some ideas in mind.

Doraleous, on the other hand, was pretty furious and stomped out of the room with the young Sir Tristan by his side.

Borgus finally returned to the Tower once the sun started to set...he quickly spotted the gates of the tower opened.

"What could possibly...", he let it out, running towards the tower.

...

A few hours earlier.

"Done!", Klaus said, exhausted and covered with blood and flesh.

"You look disgusting, Klaus...", Magdalene joked.

"It is the looks of someone who's about to be rich, my dear!", the young boy excitedly jumped up from the floor and headed straight for the door. He placed the skull into the carved match on the door and it fit perfectly, turning around and unlocking the heavy door.

"Help me out, Mag.", Klaus said once he realized that the door was too heavy for him to open by himself. The girl promptly went to his side and together they started to slowly open the door.

Yes...yes...Finally!

As they reached an opening that would allow them to pass one by one, both of the teenagers stoppes pulling it. Klaus ignored Magdalene's faint calling of 'Wait a sec...' that she let out when the strange runes on the floor appeared to her, running into the room as quickly as he could and immediately meeting his fate.

Magdalene was lucky that they hadn't opened the door completely, because only a few blood drops managed to find their way through the gap and onto the girl's face and clothing...

"NO!", she yelled, realizing what had happened. The girl slowly knelt beside the gap where most of the parts of her former friend were, but quickly glanced up when she heard a horrid laughter.

"Hehe...hehehe...Hahahaha...HAHAHAHA!", he couldn't have asked for a better outcome. Drenched with the young man's blood, he could feel his power returning. In a matter of seconds he started pulling the chains, the several and several chains which imprisioned him to the walls.

Magdalene was paralyzed by fear. That room contained no treasures, only death. She saw the long, black-haired man freeing himself from the incredible amount of chains. The man was covered in her friend's blood and somehow that seemed to empower him.

Finally, he fell to the floor as he teared the last chain from the walls. Landing with a loud thud, he started destroying his chains out of rage and slowly walking towards the young girl and the remains of her friend.

He smiled a seasoned, creepy and bloodthirsty smile as he realized that the girl couldn't move. He imagined that it wasn't every day that someone saw a higher being freeing himself to walk the Nirn again. It was rather easy to feed on the remains of the boy while the girl watched, but he took a bigger pleasure on feeding off her.

(I still have things to do here and at Dunkarn Haven.)

The ships finally could see their home at the horizon, but due to Lord Mandaloon's orders they didn't headed towards it.