The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)
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"No. It hasn't been dealt with. Come." He says, walking away from the cell in which Khorvis is.
He leads her into a room covered in white tiles, where she sees a body under a black cloth. There seems to be a slight depression in the cloth where the heart would be...
Ularn walks over and pulls the cloth away, and she sees its the minister's succubus bodyguard! She's pale in death, her expression locked in one of pain. The reason is quite clear; a large, jagged hole where the heart would normally be.
He leads her into a room covered in white tiles, where she sees a body under a black cloth. There seems to be a slight depression in the cloth where the heart would be...
Ularn walks over and pulls the cloth away, and she sees its the minister's succubus bodyguard! She's pale in death, her expression locked in one of pain. The reason is quite clear; a large, jagged hole where the heart would normally be.
"This happened a couple of hours ago... So he should have been here by now. My guess is... He's just planning to screw Khorvis over extra hard in the arena tomorrow. We can release him if nobody presses charges within the next 12 hours, so... Yeah. Just... Hang on and see what happens. And even if someone does press charges..." He puts a hand on her shoulder. "I'll make some excuse to let him fight anyway. Everybody hates that dick of a minister. It's quite clear what he's been doing, trying to fix matches in the arena." Ularn says, looking down at her.
"Yes I am a demon. I understand why you would be hostile. But I'm just here to guild you to the city. Come now it will be a bit until we get there." Gaknar says nodding his head and turns to lead them to the city. Then after a bit he stops and turns around facing them. "A word of warning. Once we get to the city you must stay close to me, because if you wonder off you will be fresh meat for the less friendly of the city. So just stay close." He says getting back on track to the city.
Ragnar glances at his wife, who shrugs at him. Then, they both just follow him anyway into the city.
As they walk closer to the city Gaknar truly acts like a guide and tells them all adout his home realm. "Out here is what we call the wastelands. despite the the name creatures do actually live here. The creatures that are most common here are the little cute Imps and the blood thirsty ravagers, they are monsters that come in many forms and are extermly powerful. Depending on the ravager they can be a challenge for demons as well. So don't fight them without a demon or two with you or you'll most likely be eaten." Gaknar says Scanning the area to make sure their are no ravagers near them.
She thumps her head against the wall, sighing heavily "Thank you... damn it I shouldn't have let him leave." Taking a deep breath she stands back up and rolls her shoulders "If you would excuse me, I need to have a conversation with Khorvis.... and for brimstone stake get him a towel to wipe off that hand."
"Uh huh..." They mutter, looking nervously around the place as he talks to them.
"How much farther to the city?" Ragnar asks.
"Right..." He murmurs, grabbing a towel off a nearby shelf and wetting it under warm water before handing it to her. "I suppose the blood has dried... He'll need the warm stuff." Ularn says, handing the towel to her before he escorts her to the cell and unlocks the door before walking away.
"How much farther to the city?" Ragnar asks.
"Right..." He murmurs, grabbing a towel off a nearby shelf and wetting it under warm water before handing it to her. "I suppose the blood has dried... He'll need the warm stuff." Ularn says, handing the towel to her before he escorts her to the cell and unlocks the door before walking away.
She nods and walks into the cell, walking over to Khorvis and wiping off his hand without asking "honestly Khorivs, the amount of worry you cause me would drive anyone else batty. i get why you did it, in fact I would not be surprised if this was all a set up... but still, surely you could hold back a bit?"
He doesn't reply, just watching her clean the blood off his hands.
Soon enough, they come within sight of the gates of the city, with the two large, muscular guards looking them over curiously.
Soon enough, they come within sight of the gates of the city, with the two large, muscular guards looking them over curiously.
She gets as much as she can before tossing the towel into the corner and standing up "Look, I get it, you were angry and still are. I was just messing with you Khorvis, pushing your buttons because you have this natural charisma that I don't. Wan't to know the truth? I am jelous of your seemingly magical ability to win people over where I have to work my ass off just to get a friendly smile." She kneels back down so she can look at his face "But you have to stop letting this anger rule over you. I know you had a fucked up past with little support to keep you moving. But that was then, and this is now, and now it is time to do better."
He gives her a long look, then glances to the bars of the cell, then at her again. "Sorry..." Is all he mutters.
She sighs heavily and shakes her head "my hands are tied here Khorvis. you killed someone and violated the laws. I am not nearly influential enough to try and spring you from this so... our hope is with ularn to swing the words in your favor. Maybe the queen will let you off easy since she seems to like you too... but I am powerless here" She looks off to the side "Like so many other times."
"Well? What'll ya be having, pardner?" The barkeep, a Djinn dressed up in a Wild West cowboy outfit asks, grinning when he sees him approach. "Hot Tequila and Rancher's Moonshine are on special today! Only 10Cs a pop!"
"We'll... We'll see what happens." He murmurs softly, closing his eyes. "I have a feeling I'm still going to be paying for this one, though..." He murmurs.
"Uhh... Phorsaal? Can I speak to you for a minute?" Ularn asks from outside.
"We'll... We'll see what happens." He murmurs softly, closing his eyes. "I have a feeling I'm still going to be paying for this one, though..." He murmurs.
"Uhh... Phorsaal? Can I speak to you for a minute?" Ularn asks from outside.
Klaus is pacing back and forth in wait as a thought suddenly occurs to him. What will even become of the succubus if she wakes up, and more importantly, what will she think of him? He's sure to give the golden succubus her breathing room, still anxiously waiting, but before he knows it, he's running hands through his hair to smooth it out and using the nearest piece of scientific equipment as a mirror. Hoping to confide in his nearest friend, he sits himself down before the probably-confused bat. "Sawyer, bud, how am I looking? If you're the one waking up somewhere between the range of a thousand and a million years after you last fell asleep, and you're seeing this, are you thinking "Yeah, I trust this guy," or are you more along the lines of "I wanted a hero, but I'm getting this instead? What a ripoff?"
Sawyer just blinks at him.
"You look fine. Stop pacing. It's quite annoying." Harek grumbles. "And she has no choice. She can't go out looking like she took a bath in gold, which she quite literally, did. She's stuck here for now." He says, his eyes flicking to the sleeping form on the bed.
"I just got a call. The minister is pressing charges. But... Here's what I'll do. I'll let him out... Just to finish that last fight of his... And then it's back in prison. I'll stall for time by saying I have yet to find the murderer." He says, looking down at her and taking the towel from her hands.
"You look fine. Stop pacing. It's quite annoying." Harek grumbles. "And she has no choice. She can't go out looking like she took a bath in gold, which she quite literally, did. She's stuck here for now." He says, his eyes flicking to the sleeping form on the bed.
"I just got a call. The minister is pressing charges. But... Here's what I'll do. I'll let him out... Just to finish that last fight of his... And then it's back in prison. I'll stall for time by saying I have yet to find the murderer." He says, looking down at her and taking the towel from her hands.
"Well... I just hate that guy. And so does everyone else in the city. They'll just turn a blind eye to it. Trust me." He says, putting a hand on her shoulder.
He stands and walks out before turning to Ularn. "Thanks, big guy. I won't forget this either. If you need me, just say the word." He says, bowing his head.
"You're welcome. Just remember you're going right back in here after the fight is over." He says, nodding back. "It's supposed to be life imprisonment for killing a demon, but... Maybe the Queen will overlook your case. We'll have to go to a proper court and all to decide whether it should be considered a murder or not, but... For now, you're a free man. I suggest you enjoy this day and the next, and prepare for the worst." He says.
"Right... Thanks anyway." Khorvis mutters, before turning to Phorsaal. "Let's go home..."
"You're welcome. Just remember you're going right back in here after the fight is over." He says, nodding back. "It's supposed to be life imprisonment for killing a demon, but... Maybe the Queen will overlook your case. We'll have to go to a proper court and all to decide whether it should be considered a murder or not, but... For now, you're a free man. I suggest you enjoy this day and the next, and prepare for the worst." He says.
"Right... Thanks anyway." Khorvis mutters, before turning to Phorsaal. "Let's go home..."
When they reach, everyone is, of course, abuzz with questions.
"Khorvis, are you okay?"
"What happened?"
"You were gone so long! I was so worried!"
"Why the long face? Did something happen?"
"Is that... Is that blood on his shirt?"
"Under his nails too... Khorvis, what happened?"
"Khorvis, are you okay?"
"What happened?"
"You were gone so long! I was so worried!"
"Why the long face? Did something happen?"
"Is that... Is that blood on his shirt?"
"Under his nails too... Khorvis, what happened?"
"Girls.... girls, take it easy." She brings everyone to sit down "Khorvis... made a mistake. while he was angry he... killed the ministers body guard who was drunkenly pushing him around. The only reason he is here now is because I am friends with the guard captain Ularn. He has today and the fight tomorrow before shit hits the wall."
There are a few gasps, but most of them just stare at Khorvis with mixed horror, apprehension, and pity.
"Dammit, Khorvis, how many times did I tell you..." Felicia groans, dropping her head into her hands.
"She was drunk off her ass. And she was pushing me around, slapping my face, stuff like that. Went on for nearly half an hour. And then I lost it..." He mutters.
"Let's just... Fuck... This is out of even my league..." Karline mutters.
Khorvis sighs and lays his head back. "Just... Drop it. They're going to open a case or something in a week. Till then, I'll be in prison." He groans, massaging his head.
"Dammit, Khorvis, how many times did I tell you..." Felicia groans, dropping her head into her hands.
"She was drunk off her ass. And she was pushing me around, slapping my face, stuff like that. Went on for nearly half an hour. And then I lost it..." He mutters.
"Let's just... Fuck... This is out of even my league..." Karline mutters.
Khorvis sighs and lays his head back. "Just... Drop it. They're going to open a case or something in a week. Till then, I'll be in prison." He groans, massaging his head.