Guild Mancer A Rough Mancer A Realm Ripper Scary Ass Snake Woman
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(3/12/02 12:38 pm)
One Down...More To Go.
A green light tore into a dark area illuminating only for a moment black cast iron bars, a few wooden chairs, and rats. Slowly stepping out of the light was a thin scaled femine snake like creature carrying in her arms a rather large writhing bundle.
"Keep still Antithia." The figure hissed, shoving the girl forward, bare scaled steps padding lightly across the floor, the green light dying behind them, the only thing seen now, the red of Lyddies eyes and the yellow of the snake woman's.
*Lyddie stumbled as she felt herself shoved forward, landing on a hard ground, crouching and knowing that the Drow in her was taking over. She didn't know what had happened, but it was dark in here...there was someone else with her, it was too obvious. Lyddie felt herself shiver in her confusion and anger, remembering the face of her stealer only too well. She sniffed...it was dank down here, warm moisture hovering in the air, like midsummer humidity. But this wasn't Knockturn Alley, the place where she had been only moments before. No, this was a place she didn't know. Everything was something she didn't know. In her fury she stood, turning on her heel, breathing heavy and feeling her face twist into an angry snarl as her terribly red eyes glared into the yellow of the snake of a woman, hands reaching forward blindly, ready to grab her and attack if needed, her fingers burned black, powers barely contained.*
"Who are you..." *Lyddie whisped, anger and fear pounding through her words, her mouth trembling as she spoke.* "What is this place...if you have anything to do with Him at all I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!!!"
*Not thinking, Lyddie lunged forward, losing control of herself and doing the only thing she could do as the idea of her father crossed her mind. Paul was dead, yes, but Lyddie knew only too well that there could easily be more.*
Lyddie H'tarlaw "And in your darkest hour, I hold secret's flame, And we can watch the world devoured in its pain." - The Smashing Pumpkins, "The Beginning is the End is the Beginning"
Guild Mancer A Rough Mancer A Realm Ripper Scary Ass Snake Woman
Posts: 4
(3/12/02 6:21 pm)
Re: One Down...More To Go.
The snake woman cackled, and moved slowly forward, her yellow lamp like eyes seeing Lyddie search frantically in the dark for something. As she passed her, the snake woman spun, her back leg coming around her bare heal connecting with the side of her temple, pushing the girl to the side, her foot eventually sweeping over her head and coming back down.
In a growl and a swish of her brown cloak and snake woman rushed forward, her hand meeting The back of Lyddies head, pushing her forward heavily, her face smashing into the stone wall. She tangling wickedly nailed green fingers in to the childs hair, wrenching her head back watching her forehead leak blood and bruise. Cackling still she pulled on Lyddie's hair, half dragging the stumbling, yet still awake child towards the cell pulling the barred doors open shoving Lyddie passed them, into the dark damp musty dust covered magically reinforced room.
"Try to get out if you can..." The snake lady urged in a sing song voice. Her eyes wide and maliciously happy, laughing madly once more the woman turned on her bare heel, exiting the cell area the same way she entered, through the mysterious green light.
Re: One Down...More To Go.
*A pain-filled screamed escaped Lyddie's lips as a foot connectled hard with her temple in the darkness, and she fell, tears leaking from her eyes, the red that shone in them dulling to almost match the black that framed the color. Sense was beginning to come over her...why had she just done that...why did she always have to do that...*
*But Lyddie wasn't given any time to grieve over this, and she knew that was exactly what would happen...she let otu another cry as by her hair she was yanked up, bracing herself for an impact she couldn't prepare for. Her face smashed hard into a wall, and even in the darkness Lyddie knew what damage had been done. Blood was pouring from what seemed like everywhere, and she was bawling like nothing more than a child, wishing she had gone into unconsciousness as soon as she had struck the wall, falling to the ground as she was thrown down, shivering and sobbing into the sleeves of her robes, blood still pouring out, running down her face and into her eyes, mixing with the salt and forcing more sorrow to escape her mouth. She didn't know what this was, nor did she want to know, but everything now, everything...everything was Hell. There was no forgiveness. There was no sympathy. And there was no love.*
Lyddie H'tarlaw "And in your darkest hour, I hold secret's flame, And we can watch the world devoured in its pain." - The Smashing Pumpkins, "The Beginning is the End is the Beginning"
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