Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20150928152355/@comment-25481762-20151104070500

At the black soul gems a memory sufaces.....

''Arkuna as a young girl sits at a market stall beside the inn in Riverwood. "Sweetroll?" she asks a passer-by. Her smile falls slightly until another customer passes. Alas, nobody stops. As the sky grows dark and the air chills. Arkuna feeds the sweetrolls to her pig Snork. She scratches his lovingly. He squeals and trots towards her home. At that moment a shriek pierces the night's veil. The sound is ungodly the fear apparent even to Arkuna. What's even more apparent is that it's her mother. Arkuna's heart pounds loud in her ears as she runs towards her home. She throws open the door. The sight before her is horrible. Her mothe is on her knees in the midd;e of the weathered floor. Blood surrounds her. Even worse her father is standing before her. Arkuna is confused at first and the n she realises that her fathers eyes are black and his body is rigid and lifeless. "Daddy?" She then notices the man in the corner.He's holding a staff. "Kill her. I need souls!" Arkuna watches frozen. When her father raises his hand a sharp gleam of a sword twinkles. Arkuna unfreezes. She runs forward and stands in front of her mother using her body as a shield. The sword slices across her back a fiery trail of blood splatters the room. Arkuna screams. Her mother looks up at her daughter. "Run Arkuna!" she screams. She grabs Arkuna and puts here child behind her. Her father, no the zombie, steps forward. He lifts his sword and slices downward. The sword sticks in her mother's throat as blood flods forth her mother falls. A white stream exits her body and flows toward the man. Arkuna sobs. Her piglet squeals in fury and races toward the man in the corner. The man raises his hand and a snap is heard. The pig falls to the ground dead. Arkuna screams louder. The man steps forward staff in hand, "Quiet brat or you'll end up like that pathetic woman you call a mother!" Arkuna feels unbelievable rage and power flow through her. How dare a common Necromancer insult her mother?!!? How dare he! A flash of light and the large wooden sculptures of trolls made as wedding gifts by her father come to life. The man turns around and his eyes widen in fear as one advances "No please-" he is cut short as the monster lifts him by his neck. Her father pulls the word from her mother's neck and makes to join the fight but second grabs him by the should and throws him into the wall and at the same time rips his arm off. Arkuna calmly watches. The troll picks up the zombie that was once her father and rips him in two. Dark blood bathes the walls. The man in the other troll's hands screams and fire envelopes the troll. It stumbles back and falls. "Ha! Take that you big ug-" the man is once again cut short as blood spurts from his mouth. A dagger pokes through his chest. "How?" he falls dead to the floor with a heavy thump. Arkuna shakes and trembles as the trolls turn stone once again. The dagger clatters to the floor. Arkuna falls to her knees and hugs her mother's lifeless cold body. She sobs as her heart breaks over and over. Then she spots something. A gem? A soul gem? She let's go of her mother and crawls towards it. No a black soul gem.''

A single solitary tear runs down Arkuna's face.