Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20151212160707/@comment-5583506-20160111035821

"BOTTOMS UP!" grinned Andrachel as each and everyone of them filled their goblets in the brew and raised them to their snouts, drinking the contents down.

They all smiled triumphantly at each other knowing that they had won and that the world was now delivered to them as if on a silver platter. Whatever they could wish for. Money, power, women... It was all theirs! The tension inside the room was so thick that one could have cut it with Geralt's sword. That was until the tension finally broke when Andrachel's smile suddenly faded.

"SOMETHING... ISN'T RIGHT", he said and looked around at the others in confusion.

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, YOU STUPID ELF?" snarled Francis. "I FEEL FINEEE..."

His voice broke off as if he was choking on something, dropping his goblet to the floor and raising his hands to his throat in agony. The others just looked at him anxiously, unsure if it was just an act or... whether they had once again been deceived.

"FRANCIS", begged Marandus. "KNOCK IT OFF ALREADY. THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH THE..." The depressed lover began to choke on the contents as well, unsure of just what was going on. "NO..." he coughed. "IT CANNOT BE..."

"NOTHING CAN KILL US!" wheezed Ignatius and began to claw at his own throat to get the contents out in time, ripping up huge bleeding gashes. "WE CAN'T DIE! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE!"

Even Nicodemus seemed confused as to just what was going on. He had expected it to be different. But it was clear that something was amiss. It was poisoned... but how? No poison could kill them. Until it hit him that there was indeed nothing wrong with the Elixir of Life. It had done its purpose and granted them the true immortality. Yet somehow, another ingredient... one he hadn't foreseen, had been slipped into the mix as well, causing them to... die...

''How?! ''he reflected. ''How can anyone manipulate the recipe for the Elixir of Life, yet retain the original effect? Who?! ''

Nicodemus wheezed and caughed and watched as smoke began to rise from his mouth and the others as well, as if they were burning from the inside.

He stumbled towards the Investigators with a fury in his stare as he mistook them for being a part of the treachery. "YOU TRICKED ME!" he wheezed, lashing out for Kay. "YOU FUCKING... GAAAAH!"

His skin began to boil and crack, dropping in chunks on the floor as it seemed to melt off his very bones. Smoke plumes rose up in his sockets as his eyes rolled began and he screamed out in terror and unspeakable pain. The other corrupted members joined in as they all shared the same cruel fate. Their inhuman screeches echoed across the entire Crimson Academy, the very place that they had helped to found. They writhed in agony, running back and forth like enraged and maddened by whatever was cooking them up from the inside out, knocking chairs and tables out of their way, including the cauldron with the brew.

Anhjari just crawled up into a corner and covered her eyes and ears, unable to hear the spectacle any longer.

With a sickening popping sound the corrupted alchemists' eyeballs exploded, and whatever remained of them ran out from their empty sockets and along their marked cheekbones like a yellow-white liquid. Smoke rised from the insides of their skulls and their very flesh, their skin, everything on them seemed to cook and evaporate, leaving nothing but their bones.

In the end Ignatius Behrman stumbled towards them as he struggled to regain some control over whatever muscles remained on his legs, but to no avail. It evaporated as well, and Ignatius' own legs gave after for they weight of the rest of his body. A cracking sound could be heard as the alchemist's legs snapped like fragile twigs, sending the remainder of his body to the ground with a crash; exploding into bone fragments and oozing shrapnels and chips on the wooden floor.

Then everything was quiet. The only that could be heard was the faint bubbling sound as some remaining flesh evaporated into the thin air, leaving nothing but deformed skeletons and steaming robes behind.

Anhjari just looked at the remains with a terrified grimace. "Wh-what just happened?!" she whimpered.