Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150827222708/@comment-3293219-20150901213537

"Greetings..." The Lich said, slowly drawing a curved knife from his back pocket, slowly lifting it up to his eye as he examined the sharp tip, wrapping his bony fingers around it, a dark grimace slowly sleeked across his lips.

"Can't we, like, have a discussion first?" Scire interrupted, though the Lich didn't take his eye off of the prize.

"I apologize for being rude but I don't have time for such pleasantries, I have a realm to conquor." The Lich explained, gently slipping his dagger through his fingertips as it rolled around his hand.

"And I need to amass my army..."

With that, the Lich plunged his knife straight into the Bosmer's heart, sending the sacrificial dagger deep inside his chest cavity, piercing the vital organ that it protected, resulting in Denon gasping in shock. The Lich just kept up a dark grimace, keeping his eyes fixated on his victim's as his hands began to radiate a blue aura, which quickly froze the blade, doing an unecessary amount of frost damage to make the experience even more excrutiating before finally letting his particular aura go, releasing Denon from his shackles and letting him fall dead to the ground, landing with a thud at the Lich's feet.

"Hmmm..." He pondered, eyeing each of the potential thralls.

"Who shall be next I wonder?"

His eyes slowly scanned each one, looking for weakness, fear, strength or anything else that would make a good thrall. Eventually, he found the perfect candidate...

"Ah, I don't believe I've had a lizard thrall before..." He smirked, beaconing Zaydate over, allowing her to lift off of the wall and slowly descend to his reach.