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Post by Dracafrey on Jan 26, 2012 17:57:55 GMT 1
Kozlak listened to the woman speaking to him telling him of their plans, his hands grasping the bars tightly as he stared the woman as she bid her farewell before he could say another word.
"Damnit their gone...." breathing heavily as began to calm his anger releasing the holy enchanted bars of his cell that unphased his body. Smiling as he looked down at his hands knowing his powers are returning quickly to him now since they placed him in this dark prison. Kozlak slowly made his way back to what was his bed and sat on top, closing his eyes as he began to focus his mind on the coven. Minutes passed and he still couldnt make a connection to his home.
"Damn" as kozlak tightend his body trying to focus harder... 'I need to find him, to warn him its more dangerous then first suspected.'
Shortly after finishing his silent thought his eyes flashed opened and a smile crossed his lips.
"I did it, its faint but its there." as kozlak took a deep breathe as began to focus as much as possible on the connection to marcus he just made.
"Marcus...the bond I have just opened wont last long, my powers have not fully returned and I fear there are more dangers here then any of us realised. There are two Hunters..... Kozlak's eyes bursting open again as he lost connection as he let out a howl of anger that reverbrated down the empty stone corridors.
"I hope he was able to get the message, I would hate to see anyone trying to enter this town now these hunters know exactly well what they're doing and the longer I stall them the better our chances will be and they'll release me and move on." Kozlaks eyes darting up as he heard footsteps coming down the dark corridor, "Now who is it." mumbling to himself as he stood from his bed standing in the middle of his cell waiting silently.
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Post by Culmir on Jan 29, 2012 15:36:39 GMT 1
Valena’s crimson gaze never lost its determination as she meticulously copied down the requirements for the concoction she needed, most of it she could easily find in the overgrown backyard, to get the rest she’d have to venture to her special garden that she kept for just such occasions. No one knew of the place, a nice and secluded open clearing a couple of miles away from the waterfall, she had stumbled upon it by accident when she had been stalking a rather sumptuous smelling woman, she could of known by the scent of the woman that she dabbled in witchcraft, but never did she dare dream that the woman would lead her straight to the witches dream garden. It took Valena some time to come by the volume she was staring intently at, in the end she had to massacre the entire witches coven it belonged to, she picked them off one at a time in between her ordinary kills so not to attract suspicion of the rest of her vampire kin. Witchcraft was not taken kindly upon, especially not when practised by one of their own, for the damage it could wreak upon the vampire society, many of the spells in the book she was staring at could potentially kill and destroy the very being she was. Finishing writing down the remainder of the ingredients for the concoction known as dragons breathe she pulled the book carefully free of her book stand, closing it softly so not to rouse the suspicion of her fellow vampires with their excellent hearing. None of them knew how or who she was before she had become a vampire, always sticking her nose into books, countless upon countless of books she devoured in her short human life, all the knowledge stored safely in her vampire memory, yet she kept up the self righteous and vain facade up for her own wellbeing, knowing what she knew it would be dangerous to flaunt it all. Not even Ebony knew how truly well read Valena was, and she intended to keep it like this. Placing the book back into its secret compartment behind wall Valena checked to make sure nothing seemed out of sorts for her room. Sliding open her closet Valena roughly pushed all the frilly overdone gowns to the left side of the closet, unlatching the secret switch in the closets frame, with a small click the side swung open, revealing a deep glittering black garment. She had this specially made by a rather talented shoe maker, the man knew leather better than any seamstress knew silk, it was supply and well oiled, inscribed with thousands of silver runes that Valena had gathered over the span of her vampire lifetime. It covered her head to toe, impervious to sunlight to a certain degree, or so it ought to be, Valena had never had reason to test the garment. Slipping into the outfit Valena donned a full length cloak over it, pulling the hood over herself she pried free the heavy wooden boards that covered the windows, bathing her room in the gently afternoon sunlight. Cringing away from the light Valena reached out a gloved hand tentatively into the unfiltered rays of the sun, it tingled her skin to a point of uncomfortable but it didn’t burn, though she felt as though thousand needles pricked her hands skin. Gritting her teeth she swarmed through her room one last time, closing her closet carefully after closing the small extra storage room, sliding her clothes back haphazardly, liberally throwing random garments on the floor as she normally would. Before taking a running jump and leaping out of the third story window rolling into a ball as she sped towards the ground, feeling as if she was being eaten alive by a million centipedes that crawled over her skin where the suns rays tried to penetrate her clothes. Speeding off towards the forest Valena found some relief as the canopy of leafs closed the sun from directly hitting her skin, she already felt the pull of the sun beginning to weaken her, dragging at her limbs like they were made of lead. Valena dared not stop running until she got what she wanted, she reached left and right at the small stalks of belladonna growing to her sides in the backyard, ripping them violently from the ground before shoving them down the various pockets lining her cloak. When she gathered all that she needed from the backyard Valena took off at a faster speed towards the waterfall, sweat and tears of pain streaming down her face and body as the glorious afternoon kept its scornful gaze locked on her form, like some vengeful angel angry by the abomination that dared wander under the sun. It took her longer than she had wanted to reach the witches patch, plucking the minimal amount needed of the carefully groomed and grown herbs Valena dug her heels into the fertile sand before taking off back to the mansion. Her mind burning feverishly as she wondered if she would make it in time before they harmed Kozlak, her steps faltered as she came to realise that in her fevered hurry to gather her supplies she had left her carefully written plan out in the open on her desk.....
Ebony fought the urge to stand up for her friend as Marcus declared that Valena would go for Kozlak and showed no interest in Adian, she doubted wholly if her friend had never been interested in the esteemed leader of the coven, she was not that power hungry to purely pursuit a man for the power he held was she? In light of recent events Ebony questioned how well she knew her friend, if at all, the thought pained her, she had shared every intimate detail of her life with Valena it felt like a knife to the heart if it would appear Valena hadn’t shown her the same courtesy. The black haired vampire tried her best to hide the raw despair that gripped her heart not to show clearly on her pixie like face as she listened halfheartedly to what Marcus had to say, she to a certain degree understood and agreed what he was saying, that Valena was fast becoming a liability to the coven and the mansion. Staring down at the floor Ebony noticed the first of her tears rolling down to the tip of her nose, she watched mesmerized as it lingered there before splashing down to carpeted floor, darkening the shade momentarily before clearing once more to a whole. Wiping at her eyes Ebony looked up to see Marcus approach her, his expression troubled as he conveyed his next message, urging her to take leave momentarily from this mansion for as long as would be necessary to avoid a certain death. She drew strength from the small touch he placed on her shoulders, she had done the right thing, at least now the others would be forewarned if anything would happen. “What will happen to Valena?” Ebony asked, her voice cracking on her friends name.
Cassiopeia was pleased to see that many of their preparations were already underway, many of the townsfolk had flooded to her and her brother, almost eager to see the hunters make their appearance in the village, like they had waited for this moment to come for many years. Upon arriving her by orders of her father she and her brother had explained to the mayor of this small town what their purpose was, the man had seemed stricken by the idea that there might be vampires hunting his small township. After she and Orion had placed before him the many deaths and weird causes for them too the man had begun to see the reasoning behind their vampire claim, he was always a firm believer of large leeches, living in the high grass that sloped down the field towards the forest, he was sure that was the reason so many died without a drop of blood left in their bodies. After all, who would believe vampires existed? Cassiopeia had explained to him that they had and still do exist and were very much real, which is why she and her brother had been sent here to investigate the claims of vampirism. After that the mayor had proved to be quite willing to accommodate them.
Orion stared at the drawn map of the village and its surrounding areas, adding his own insights in the marges of the map, and using a small pencil drawing the best laid out traps before sending townsfolk out to set it up, before nightfall the village would be close to impregnable, apart from the select spots they chose to keep open. “Let them come” Orion whispered darkly to himself.
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Post by marcus on Feb 11, 2012 2:23:54 GMT 1
*Marcus wasn't sure how to answer Ebony's question. He didn't want to lie to her, but he didn't want to bring worry to Ebony about her friend.*
"It's not up to myself Ebony... We don't actually...."
*Marcus was cut off by Kozlaks voice...*
"Kozlak.... two what? Kozlak.... Kozlak!"
*Marcus sat down across from his companion staring blankly at her...*
"Ebony, Kozlak was able to reach me with a message... however I didn't get it all. The positive is he is alive and recovering... The negative is he said it was worse than we thought, and there are two of something. He cut off before he got that last word out... It obviously is not good for us. We need to speak to Valena, Please, follow me."
*Marcus stood from his seat and moved with the haste of a human out of his chambers and down the hall to Valenas door. He knocked once "Valena" he knocked twice "Valena" slightly louder. He gripped the handle and turned, but it barely budged.*
"Really? You blocked the door..."
*Marcus slammed the handle down breaking the lock and shoving the door open. He stepped into Valenas afternoon sunlit room and walked to the window, placing the wooden panels back up for Ebony to have a safer entrance to the room*
"Valena, what have you done..."
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Post by Dracafrey on Mar 7, 2012 18:30:14 GMT 1
Kozlak sat frustrated and angry with himself on his makeshift bed as he lost his connection with Marcus.
"I just hope he was able to receive most of the message so he can prevent anyone from coming back to the village for the time being. These two hunters will pose a threat to any other vampire that decides to venture into this town....and if one does they'll have their proof. I just hope they decide to release me sooner than later.....because I know the coven wont stay idle for long...."
Kozlak's eyes darting upwards staring down the dark corridor leading to his cell as he watched a dark figure stroll slowly towards him.
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Post by Culmir on Jun 17, 2012 13:03:53 GMT 1
Ebony's eyes burned as Marcus forced his way into Valena's room, the daylight streaming in from the opened window was like a sharp stab to Ebonys retinas as she was temporarily blinded by the bright afternoon sun. Shielding her eyes and being cautious to stay out of the sun she felt Marcus move lightning fast from beside her, drawing the thick curtains back in front of the window to shut out the light. Blinking against the white glare the sun left on her eyes she finally began to recognise Valena's room, disheveled as always but without any sign of the petite brunette vampire.
Valena ran full out through the woods, perspiration sliding down her face and into the protective gear, now she knew what it would feel like to be roasted slowly on a spit, she remembered with a pang of regret how when she had been human she had fed on a roasted bit of pork 'that poor pig' she thought woefully to herself, snickering at the absurdness of the situation. here she was, risking her life on something that most would call a fools quest but she felt like she ought to try anyway which was now ultimately resulting in her being slowly roasted inside her own clothes, the irony of the situation was not lost to her, she'd always been a sucker for heroism. dodging trees along the way back to the mansion Valena clutched the bag of herbs close to her, not wanting to risk is being snagged on a branch as she swooped by them, she could see the mansion getting closer as she ran through the woods, a sliver of ease sliding into her as she knew she was nearing her destination. Now all she had to do was sneak back into the house, change into better garments and continue to prance around the house like she didn't care and obviously hope to gods that no one had found her notes. As she got closer to the house she glanced up at her window, the blue flutter of curtains stark against the stone exterior 'I didn't close that...' she thought as panic overtook her. With a leaping bound Valena scrambled against the wall, finding a foothold in between the rough hewn stones, like a spider she traversed the side of the house climbing in through the window coming to rest behind the curtains, sliding to the side, remaining hidden behind the curtain but no longer being assaulted by the suns rays she thanked herself for opting for long curtains that covered a part of the wall as well. Holding her breath she listened to the murmured voices inside, not at all surprised when she recognised Ebony's.
Ebony stood aghast in Valenas room, she could not believe that her friend would commit suicide like this, over a man? bewildered she sat down on the small stool that stood before Valenas writing desk, still strewn with undoubtedly important bits of paper to Valena. Absently Ebony trailed her long pianist fingers over the parchment her dear friend so favoured, too shocked to even fully mourn over the loss of her friend, simply stupefied by this turn of events. As the initial shock wore off after a stunned moment of silence Ebony became angry, how dare she be so selfish! how dare she take her own life by stepping into the sun! How dare she do it without even saying goodbye!
White hot rage spread through Ebonys limbs, her eyes hardening from a liquid fire to stone hard topaz with a steel glint, Valena wasn't one to go down with the usual drama, there was no way her airheaded friend would want to make her last departure so, so, not like her, knowing Valena she would want to go out with a bang, make a big dramatic event of her undying devotion to the man she desired, if she even committed suicide over him at all, Ebony had never known a more selfish person than Valena who wouldn't risk anything for someone else. Ebony began to scan the pages littered before her on the desk, looking for the obvious signs she expected from Valena, thick parchment, quill written and most likely blotched with tears. Rather than finding the last letter of farewell Ebony's golden eyes fell upon what appeared to be a shopping list a witch would be jealous of, familiar herbs were listed meticulously along with the quantity required. Turning to face Marcus Ebony opened her mouth to speak “Look at this” she held out the parchment to Marcus as a black clad figure darted into the room from behind the long draped curtains and snatched the piece of paper away from her outstretched fingers.
Valena was panting heavily standing in the middle of her own room with the snatched back formula from her friend, her hair sticking to her sweat streamed face as she gasped for air quite unnecessarily but it alleviated the pain from her crispy skin that she guessed probably looked like charcoal by now. Guess her little clothing invention didn’t work completely as expected. Her bloodshot eyes found both Ebony as Marcus in her room as she hunched over from pain, clutching her abdomen, groaning as she could feel the cells inside of her trying to reconstruct from within. With wrenching effort Valena stood back straight, mustering her most outraged expression as she spoke “You have no right to be in my room, please leave”
Ebony’s hand was still outstretched, taken by full surprise when her barely recognisable friend had darted back into the room and stopped her from handing the piece of parchment to Marcus. Dumbstruck Ebony stared at her friend, blinking blankly, at a complete loss for words.
With a small pang of apprehension did the mayor reveal himself to the supposed vampire in his town, now safely locked away in this damp little cellar, the place had always given him the creeps and he shuddered when he walked into its damp confines. His watery eyes flicked from one corner to the other, he knew no one else should be in here besides the man the two hunters had brought in earlier, but one could never be too careful he reasoned with himself. He wasn’t quite sure why he was coming down here, it was almost like he felt compelled to check on the man himself, after all he was mayor to this town and if this poor unfortunate was one of his subjects it would be good for him to show his face, as a sign of compassion. He stood before the bars silently, staring at the man on the other side of the bars in silence before he spoke “so, how are you feeling mr....?” he turned it into a question, not recognising the man in the cell, a frown marring his face, he prided himself over knowing all the citizens in his small little town but this man was a complete stranger to him.
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Post by marcus on Jul 8, 2012 6:52:10 GMT 1
*Marcus turned slowly when Ebony spoke to him, by the time he faced her, Valena had returned and she delivered her own message.*
"Do not tell me what to do Valena... Perhaps if this was a more pleasant circumstance, you could ask and I would abide by your request. However.... as this is already not a pleasurable moment, we will get immediately to the point."
*Marcus closed the door to Valenas chamber and turned to face her.*
"The reason Ebony and I are back Valena, is because I received word from Kozlak and was asked to speak with you. We are having difficulty communicating still however the effort Kozlak is putting in is making it seem very important. He mentioned 2 individuals, and I believe they may be hunters. He said it was dangerous, but they do not suspect him and he should be released in another day... maybe 2... His power is returning and should be full again by nightfall, at that time I will try to connect with him."
*Marcus looked to the paper in Valenas hand.*
"Do not conjure any magic this day Valena. You trying anything may result in death for Kozlak, as well as yourself."
*Marcus shifted his eyes from Valena, to Ebony... and back again.*
"It may even result in hers Valena... Can you bare living for eternity with the death of your loved ones on your hands. All because you could not wait and listen to what you were told. Do not risk your life Valena, Kozlak will be back. If you listen to what I am telling you, you may be present when I speak with Kozlak, and perhaps you will be able to speak as well."
*Marcus stepped forward and stood between Valena and Ebony, placing a hand softly on Valenas shoulder.*
"Give Ebony the pouch if you feel you will be too tempted... They are powerful materials you have in your possession, I can tell by their smell."
*Marcus removed his hand from Valenas shoulder, and looked to his opposite at Ebony. Her eyes were showing so many emotions, she looked almost broken. Marcus grazed his fingertips over Ebonys arm.*
"My chambers remain yours if you require them Ebony."
*Marcus moved slowly to the door and waited...*
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Post by Culmir on Dec 11, 2012 13:26:55 GMT 1
made some changes, the thread is no longer called the coven, I changed it into Vampire affairs, seems more appropriate.
Here's a little recap of what's been going on, so we all have a better overview of it.
-------------- Date: Menelya 15th – Lotesse 23rd, 5000SR
Locations: Erumara’s forest, The vampire mansion, The township of Erumara,
Important Characters: Lord Aidan, Lord Raven, Valena Vesper, Lord Kozlak Mitra, Ebony Sicil, Lord Marcus, Katherine Zorsa (NPC) Abel Harkness (NPC) Cassiopeia Howell (NPC) Orion Howell (NPC) any townsfolk & miscellaneous vampires (NPC)
Vampire affairs.
Of those who live in vampire the coven mansion their lives are relatively easy, sleep during the day, feed at night on unsuspecting humans from the nearby towns and don’t get caught. Life like that was up for a change.
On what looked like a normal day to the vampires inhabiting the large mansion set in the middle of the dense forest a man shows up, a vampire, unwilling to reveal to the coven leader Aidan, who he is, Valena another coven member decides to speed up this process and tries to ingratiate herself with the mystery man known as K. A couple of days pass before he reveals himself to be Kozlak, one of the elder vampires who saw and was present during the vampire war that nearly caused the vampires extinction. Emboldened by the presence of such a strong vampire Valena decides to go out hunting in the woods when she comes across a familiar scent to her, an old lost friend known as Ebony who had devoted large parts of her immortal life to finding alternative means to stay alive, rather than human blood. Ebony takes up residency in the mansion, as is customary within vampire society and discovers a piano, unknowingly her playing the instrument causes to wake another elder vampire in slumber down in the crypts beneath the mansion, Marcus. Whilst on a hunting trip in the town the two human blood drinkers Kozlak and Valena find themselves in some trouble when two other vampires show up and drain Valena to a point where she is rendered incapacitated. Ebony and Marcus while on their hunting in the woods for animal blood both hear and smell the commotion in the village and rush over to discover that the two vampires that attacked Valena turn out to be two acquaintances of Ebony. Katherine and Abel are willing to set aside old grudges, however their actions have been noted by a hunter family, the Howells, the brother and sister Cassiopeia and Orion have arrived in the township of Erumara and have successfully captured and caged Kozlak. Kozlak managed to send out a warning message to Marcus his fellow elder not to try and rescue him, however Valena is determined to resort to her spell casting skills she possessed during her short human life to try and safe Kozlak whatever the cost. Ebony knowing Valena has warned Marcus about her plans and the two of them are fighting to keep Valena from making a mistake and revealing the Coven to the humans. Meanwhile the Howell siblings are unaware that Kozlak is an elder and perceive him as a fledging vampire, freshly turned by a sire, so they are preparing the town with boobytraps in hopes of catching the vampire that turned their captive.
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Post by Dracafrey on Jan 31, 2013 15:13:05 GMT 1
Kozlak's eyes shifted up at the man standing on the other side of the bars of his cell. Standing from his bed and moving to the centre of the cell, not wanting to approach the bars incase of frightening the man away.
"Im beginning to feel better, sir. Thank you for your concern for my well being. But if I may ask, how long will I be kept in here?
As Kozlak stood motionless in the centre of his cell waiting for an answer as he could feel the rest of his power returning, knowing now that the two hunters would fail in any test they would try to preform on him.
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Post by Culmir on Jan 31, 2013 16:01:16 GMT 1
despite the fact her skin was slowly flaking from her exposed flesh Valena remained standing upright, glad at least that her hair had not taken flame during her moments out in the sunlight, it would of been a pain to regrow all that mass of curls she had. Small but painful tugs inside her recuperating body caused Valena to twitch almost imperceptibly but she caught the small quirking of Ebonys eyebrow as her old friend stared at her while Marcus spoke. Her attention was fragmented, trying to piece together how much they had gathered from the list she now clutched in her blackened hands, to wondering how she could get out of this predicament with her friends and an elder who didn’t seem to like her very much, while also trying to concentrate on Marcus’s words as her skin was painfully regrowing on her exposed flesh.
Ebony finally realised her hand was still outstretched toward Marcus as if to still hand him the note Valena now held onto like it was her lifeline, letting her hand fall Ebony watched her friend cautiously. The small twitching that seemed to pull through her brunette friend were apparently painful, their eyes met briefly before Ebony looked away quickly, down at the ground.
Like a volcano spewed ashes, flakes of dead black skin kept drifting down to the ground, from Valena revealing pink flesh underneath as she listened, her eyes never leaving the elder vampire, not in defiance but fear of looking at her friend and what she might possibly find there, rejection maybe? It took a few seconds for Marcus’s words to truly sink in, Kozlak was alive, captured and weakened but alive. The possibility of hunters in the village changed the whole plan, it made Valena wonder if they had been onto them already or did the two newcomers draw them in while they looked for Ebony. Unwilling Valena’s red and black eyes darted over to her friend, who in spite of her length seemed to wilt like a flower left too long in the sun without water, her shoulders were hunched and her gaze seemed fixed on a spot in her carpet. Gritting her teeth Valena remained silent throughout Marcus’s speech, her tightened fingers strong on the parchment as well as the bag of ingredients she had so carefully plucked. “I understand” she choked when Marcus finally ended his talk, his hands had briefly rested on her shoulders when he gave her the advice to hand over the ingredients to Ebony for safekeeping. Standing stock still in her room Valena wavered between the want to continue with her spellwork, it tugged on her awareness, yearning to be released but she saw the sense in Marcus’s words. Wrenching herself physically into action Valena stumbled over to her friend, unable to look at her as she clumsily handed her the bag as well as the parchment that was torn and crumpled. Valena swallowed, a lump in her throat, unable to speak, as Ebony tentatively took the possessions from her fingers, pain rippled through her hands as they released their vice like grip, a black waterfall of flakes drifting down slowly.
Ebony was relieved Marcus was there with her at this point, she didn’t think she could bear to tell her friend what Marcus had been saying, and knowing Valena she would of likely tried to convince her friend that her way was the right way and Ebony, being who she is, would believe her. Nodding gratefully at Marcus when he mentioned she didn’t have to stay with Valena in her rooms if she so desired, it seemed like a much better idea to be away from her friend for a moment of time, at least till this whole mess could be cleared up. Golden eyes worried Ebony gingerly accepted the proffered bag and parchment from Valenas outstretched hands. Turning Ebony moved to the door where Marcus was waiting for her, her shoulders slumped as she finally released her held breath slowly in a long sigh “Can we please go?” she asked Marcus, not wanting to be in Valena’s room a second longer than was necessary.
The fat mayor fidgeted as he stood in front of the bars, admiring the handiwork the two others had done to it as he absently wiped the trickle of sweat from his forehead. He noted the man behind the bars had cleverly avoided telling him his name, no matter, somewhere in his ledgers he would find the description and name matching this person no doubt. Wringing the damp handkerchief he used to wipe his forehead with the mayor stuttered at the posed question “I..uh....I...” he paused to gather his thoughts more clearly “I’m not sure how long they want to keep you here to be honest” a frown marring his glistening forehead as he made a mental note to ask the siblings next he saw them. “Is there anything I can do for you in the meantime?” he asked politely, feeling this was his duty as mayor to help.
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Post by marcus on Jan 17, 2014 18:25:20 GMT 1
So sorry guys, had no idea it was my run lol... will post soon
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Post by Culmir on Feb 27, 2014 22:32:56 GMT 1
thats okay =) take your time
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