Killing Yelle

19:58:43 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord | As they return to the full, real world, they find themselves in one of the many gardens of the extensive property, the starting buds of a crop indistinguishable surrounding them. Up the hill to the north - their left - is the estate itself, looking »
19:58:44 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » in better shape than it has in decades, though there are still improvements that could be made to make it more livable and comfortable. Gwenaël doesn't take more than a few seconds to regain her composure before she reaches for the Witchman's hand, »
19:58:44 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » tugging on him to guide him up through the four separate garden spaces that keep them from the house. As they approach the building, there are tools, crates, piles of supplies neatly littered around the ground and on the porch that wraps around the »
19:58:44 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » entirety of the building. Stopping just before the porch steps, she looks up at him and makes a motion with her free hand. "This is it. This is my estate."
20:01:41 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord tilted his head back a moment as he took in the area till he felt his hand grabbed, he gave a nod and lumbered alongside the little Elf as she guided him through the estate. "Interesting, you come from a wealthy class, yes." He pondered aloud as they came
20:01:41 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord to a stop. His shoulders raised with an intake of breath, exhaling as he fell silent for a few moments. "Where shall we begin?"
20:17:30 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord keeps her hand wrapped around likely just one of his fingers as she starts up the steps onto the porch. "My parents may have been better off... I haven't figured that much out yet. But this was their home before it was mine and Yelle's." She pushes one »
20:17:30 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » of the stained glass and wood double doors open, leading him into the parlor that extends straight back, a few doorways between bookshelf-lined walls and a spiraled staircase at the far back. "His study is in the back corner of the house. We should »
20:17:30 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » be able to get to it esaily enough, as a friend of mine cleared away the debric from the fall-in."
20:20:01 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord strolled alongside the Elf, peering about possibly from behind his mask despite his head didn't move. He gave a nod. "Lead us there, if that is the room that holds the greatest connection to Yelle, than we shall prepare the ritual there with your
20:20:01 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord permission, little Doe." He said with a nod before looking down to the Elf. "It might get messy."
20:27:56 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord lets go of his hand as she moves through the parlor, towards the staircase but going off to the right towards the hallway that leads to the further end of the building. As she goes down the hallway, they pass several other doors on either side of the »
20:27:57 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » corridor, most left open with their corresponding rooms being relatively empty. At the end of the hall, the door is closed, much more elegant and very clearly enchanted with a barrier that glimmers a faint violet color. She stands partially to the »
20:27:57 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » left from the door, her arms folding over her chest as she motions to it. Aside from looking fancy and enchated, it's... Just a door. "This room takes up most of the back of the house, if I remember correctly. I haven't been inside since I was a »
20:27:57 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » child, but that one memory I possess is strong enough to recall that."
20:30:18 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord lumbered towards the back where the enchanted doorway towards the study was. The troll tilted it's head back as it seemed to size up that wall, that doorway before breathing out a grunt. "Very well, are we barred from entry?" The troll said as he
20:30:18 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord unwrapped his hand and reached out to press against the door.
20:31:00 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord knocks on the door to the estate. Immediately followed by realization that he's gonna live here and doesn't need to knock as he pushes the door open. "Ey, y'all 'ere yet?"
20:32:09 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord shrugs her shoulders a bit, watching his hand as he reaches for the door. "I'm not sure. Like I said, I think it's more of a keep -me- out enchantment. Like your friend's barrier w--" She turns to face the hallway again, hollering back out to the »
20:32:09 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » parlor. "BACK HERE."
20:32:57 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord gave a nod at that as he moved down to grasp the doorhandle---or knob whatever style it was and tried to enter.
20:33:59 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord || The door offers no magical resistance to the Witchman's attempt, but its handle doesn't budge. It's locked, and there doesn't seem to be a keyhole.
20:35:03 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord closes the door behind him as he enters. He spins on his heel and walks towards the voices. "Sorreh I'm late, Gonk likes ta run 'is jaw sumtimes."
20:35:31 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord gave a nod as he heard Jabjek approach, hand still on the knob. "Do you care if we remove this obstacle?
20:36:09 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord takes a step back and motions for him to continue. "By all means mon. Iss not ma 'ouse. I jus come 'ere"
20:36:46 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord nods up to Jabjek as he comes down the hall to them, returning her attention to the Witchman as he speaks. "I don't. But... You're able to touch it, so it should open, right?" She tries to touch the violet-shimmering door only to get a zap to the »
20:36:47 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » fingers. "Ouch... Yeah, do whatever you can."
20:37:43 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord gave a nod at that as he took a step back, reeling back as the towering troll went to slam his fist just above the doorhandle to forcibly blow out the door at that pivotal point. Yeah, we wrecking crew here.
20:44:02 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord || The door doesn't stand a chance. It's old, like -really- old, and it's a surprise it hasn't just fallen off the hinges on its own. The Witchman's punch puts the whole plank of wood flat on the ground, split in two pieces starting where he'd hit. »
20:44:03 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » "That... Works." Gwenaël looks down at the wreck of a door, then up to the contents of the room. From the doorway, they can see that there is a wall of bookshelves directly across from the door, a few feet of room to the right of the door, and the »
20:44:03 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » bulk of the room is to the left, L-hooking around the back of the house. Even though the door is on the ground, the barrier remains in the archway that will shock Gwenaël if she tries to go through it, but the other two should be fine to enter.
20:46:05 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord peers past the doorframe and into the room, immediately looking for the source of the magical barrier preventing Gwen from entering.
the source of the magical barrier preventing Gwen from entering.
20:46:44 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord || Jabjek fails miserably at finding a source from the doorway. He even bonks his head a little.
20:47:17 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord strode into the room, the troll had a job and he was here to do it. "What we must do will take a while, so, go about what business you must." He moved to the center of the room, pushing aside any furniture he needed to to clear a workspace. He then knelt
20:47:17 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord down to the ground and began unslinging his leather bags and started to rummage through them.
20:55:00 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord || Inside the room, there isn't much of anything besides bookshelves filled with books and knick knacks. At the far end of the room, though, there is a desk. It's in perfect condition, ornate and elaborately carved out of wood. And lain across the »
20:55:00 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » top of it, sitting half propped in the chair behind the desk, is a corpse, still mildly preserved. A kaldorei male wearing noble-worthy clothing, with a massive gash crossing the front of his neck if either of them were to look. Dried blood is »
20:55:00 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » splattered across the desk's top, and aside from the -knowledge- that this room has been closed off for decades, if not centuries, one might mistake this scene for having transpired but a few days prior. The Witchman's ritual beginnings go »
20:55:00 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » uninterrupted by anything in the room.
20:58:03 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord immediately smells the blood when he enters the room, his eyes scanning around and locking on the corpse. Jek draws his mace from his back as he crosses the room, not sure what to expect from the situation in the slightest. Jek hooks a foot around the »
20:58:04 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » leg of the chair and spins it, ready to swing with his mace if the body ain't so dead.
20:59:10 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord peered up to see the body in the corner of the room, he gave a nod. "If that is him, bring him here. The remains will make things far easier to do this---we assume they have been such for a long time." He rasped as he pulled out his silver, ceramonial
20:59:10 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord bowl and sat it down. He then began pulling out candles, methodically placing them around his workspace.
21:01:51 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord just kinda stands on the other side of the doorway, unable to see what either of them are doing thanks to the shape of the room. "If who's who? What's going on in there?" || As Jabjek whips the chair around, the body clunks and thuds to the floor in »
21:01:52 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » a crumpled mess. Under where it -had- been laying is a slew of paperwork and a book, all covered in the man's blood. The body just sits there. He's been dead for a long time, he ain't a zombie.
21:04:24 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord pokes the corpse with his foot first. Making double sure he really is dead. He slides the hammer back into place on his back before reaching for the ankle of the body and dragging it over to Witchman and dropping it with a thud. Jek takes a second look »
21:04:24 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » around the room for whatever might be inhibiting Gwen for entering, first with his eyes, and then with his nose.
21:06:27 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord || Jabjek still finds nothing that changes the status of the doorway. Not even a hint.
21:07:20 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord let loose a grunt. "There is a dead man here, Kaldorei. Fine robes." The troll then cut his hand and began to draw a large circle around the workplace where he sat the bowl, connecting all the spaced out candles by drawing shapes and patterns around them
21:07:20 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord to ensnare all of them within the rune. He then went to the body, pulling it into the rune where he worked. The troll then using it's strange powers, now with barehands would press against the skin of the chest to push in, his fingers slipped into the
21:07:20 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord flesh as if he found some unseen seam. Bending and pushing aside bone he gripped the heart and pulled it out from the body and plopped it into the silver bowl.
21:13:34 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord ends up zapping herself again, trying to get a view of what's happening, and muffles her swear as she rubs the zap-spot on her nose. "Kaldorei?" she asks, frowning and leaving the doorway to rifle through one of the bookshelves in the parlor. After a »
21:13:34 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » moment (and missing the squelching bodily sounds in her absence) she returns, a book in hand that's opened to a specific page that she presses up to the barrier. The book falls through and onto the floor on the other side, in the room, still open to »
21:13:35 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » the page. "That one?" the elf squeaks as she coddles a third zap-burn on her palm now. Inside the book is a portrait of the same man on the floor, as well as Gwenaël and two other elves; a third kaldorei, and a sin'dorei.
21:16:33 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord turns to face Gwen as she zaps herself for a third time, not wanting to watch Witchman literally rip the heart from a corpse. "'Ey, wat kinna magic did 'e use. It migh' 'elp us figyah out 'ow ta get ya in 'ere."
21:18:46 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord 's hands were both unwrapped now, the pale, pallid flesh covered in blood already as he stood up and loomed over the corpse. Now, the troll moved to ignite the candles, one by one he lit up the sixteen candles that were placed in a circle around the
21:18:46 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord workspace before he sat down at the body once more with his strange, jagged ritual dagger. Without much warning he rammed it right into the neck, just below the jawline before he started to carve and saw through it as he seemed to be preparing to behead
21:18:46 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord the corpse.
21:21:39 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord shrugs and points to the book, like that does anything, since they can't see her. "I don't -know- Jabjek. I don't remember -anything-. Look in the -book-, for cryin' out loud."
21:24:17 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord nods, looking to the book and ignoring the rudeness coming from Ilfryth. He stoops down and scoops up the book, still not paying attention to the work process of Witchman. He flips to the cover of the book and quickly scans the pages for anything that »
21:24:18 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » could help them with any of this.
21:27:31 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord let loose a grunt as he got to the most difficult part of beheading, the spinal column. With a bit of force on the corpse he drove the dagger through with a snap and peeled the head off the torso. He then began to pull some more reagents from his bags. He
21:27:31 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord let loose a grunt as he got to the most difficult part of beheading, the spinal column. With a bit of force on the corpse he drove the dagger through with a snap and peeled the head off the torso. He then began to pull some more reagents from his bags. He
21:27:31 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord pulled out lengths of bandage-like cloth, only this time there were small markings on both faces of it and they all bore strange shapes, likely some runes, a bit of Zandali here and there. He then began to wrap the head completely, slowly, methodically.
21:33:08 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord || What Jabjek finds in the pages, aside from the portrait of Gwenaël's old self, the dead man on the floor, and who can be assumed to be Gwenaël's parents, is a short passage written in Darnassian that he has no trouble reading despite the fading »
21:33:08 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » of the hand scrawled ink. The passage's contents, in no short terms, reveal that before she lost her memory, Gwenaël herself put the barrier on the door to preserve the scene in case she needed to return to it in the future. The spell itself seems »
21:33:08 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » to be a misfire in its casting, keeping her alone out instead of letting her be the only one able to enter.
21:36:38 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord scans through the book and begins the read aloud the portion about the spell. "Baby, dis be youa magics. Ya should be able ta take it down." He snaps the book closed and sets in into the nearest bookshelf. He walks back through the doorway to be face »
21:36:39 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » to face with her. "Dere be nuttin I can do but be 'ere foa support in terms a dis barriah."
21:39:20 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord continued to work in silent dilligience, the Witch Doctor seeming to enter his own world now. It was faint though, the sounds coming from him. He was chanting, it was low, guttural and unintelligible. Something not meant for ears of those that didn't
21:39:20 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord understand, or maybe the living. Soon, the head was completely wrapped in the marked bandages giving the head the appearance of a bandage ball. He sat it down next to the bowl and carved open his own hand once more, turning it over as he squeezed out his
21:39:20 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord black blood into the bowl with the dead man's heart.
21:41:49 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord shakes her head and steps back from the barrier as he comes through the doorway to her. "That can't be right. He has to have... It has to be..." But she can't argue with her own words being read back to her, nor how eerily -her- the barrier feels. "But »
21:41:50 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » what's going to happen if I take it down?" Shaking her head some more, she looks around Jabjek's body, pushing at one of his hips with both of her hands so he doesn't bump her with it by mistake. "Witchman? How's it going in there..? If I take the »
21:41:50 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » barrier down and it kills the preservation spell, will you be able to continue?"
21:47:18 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord shakes his own head and joins in the sigh. "I dunno ma atha, I've nevah seen aneytin like dis befoa an got no idea wat would 'appen if it came down. 'Opefulleh eidah Witchmon knows." He brings a hand to his chin in thought before darting back into the »
21:47:18 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » room and looking for a mirror or any kind of reflective surface for that matter.
21:49:35 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord paused his chanting, even his actions as he seemed to practically freeze to step out of 'work' he was doing. "His corpse is within our ritual, and if his spirit lingers it is bound within the skull---remember what we told you of head shrinking?" He called
21:49:35 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord back before he resumed, that guttural, hoarse chant under his breath as he began to pull more reagents from his satchels. Tossing in some herbs and then some pale-white, dry branches into the bloodied silver bowl housing the heart.
21:53:00 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord waves a hand dismissively at Jabjek as he steps back into the room to try to find something that isn't there. After the Witchman speaks, she thinks silently for a moment before her brands light up white, stretching the glow over her form as her hand »
21:53:01 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » approaches the barrier. "I'm going to try... If something seems to be interfering with your ritual, Léao, tell me, and I'll stop."
21:54:29 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord grumbles as he wanders back to the chair that the body was in, plopping himself down. He'd been useless enough tonight and maybe getting out of the way would be more helpful.
21:56:31 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord continued his droning chant, it seemed as if it were maybe a few words---or just a handful of similar sounds if they were even words. The frequency, the cadence, none of it changed aside from a slight increase in volume. He then ignited the white branches
21:56:31 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord that smothered the blood and heart in the silver bowl, a thick silvery smoke began to rise from the burning bundle which didn't seem to consume quickly at all. The troll slowly rose to his feet, chanting.
21:59:33 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord presses her hand to the barrier, the crackle of magic rattling against magic nearly as loud as the chanting as she fruitlessly tries to push through. Her protective glow prevents her from being harmed, but she growls as she pushes against the barrier, »
21:59:33 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » if only to catch a glance at what's happening beyond.
22:02:58 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord pulls his pipe from his bag and packs a bowl of the sweet tobacco. If he was gonna be useless he might as well enjoy it a little. He pulls a match from his pocket and strikes it on the desk, pulling his mask off with his free hand. Bringing the match »
22:02:58 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » to mouthpiece of the broken pipe, he struggles to get the flame to catch. He eventually does and shakes the match out and stuffs it back into his pocket. Once the smoke fills his lungs he actually looks at Witchman and watches the rest of the ritual »
22:02:59 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » in silence.
22:06:04 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord shifted slightly as he stood, and then began to move to some unheard rhythm. It was precise, slow, it was a rock of his shoulders and upper chest that caused a quick whip through his robes which caused all those dozens of bones, baubles, and strange
22:06:04 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord trinkets to clatter and clank against eachother in a practiced melody almost. It was abrupt, but it all came together with his chanting as he reached out with his hands now into that thick, silver smoke. He curled his fingers into it, it all becoming very
22:06:04 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord tangible as he gripped it and began to pull and tug. Slowly, but surely a humanoid figure began to take shape.
22:10:11 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord continues pushing into the barrier, the crackles still growing in volume as her hands start to bend the barrier into the room, her body sinking inward as well. The barrier itself seems to pull like gelatin, shrinking away from the corners of the room »
22:10:11 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » as she pushes into it. And as the corners are left untouched by the magic, visible decay takes over, crawling into the crevices rapidly and violently.
22:13:24 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord watches the room turn to ruin as the spell and the barrier come undone at her hands. He is so enthralled by the instant deterioration that he doesn't notice the chair, clearly meant for an elf and not a 12 foot troll, creak under his weight. The chair »
22:13:24 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » lets go and Jek hits the floor. He just looks on at the ritual and the forming apparition while he smokes his pipe.
22:18:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord 's canting finally picked up in speed, frequency. The troll was almost clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, but it all was somewhat muted by the rattle and clank of the encumbered robes the troll wore and rocked in. The entity in the smoke
22:18:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord began to take more and more shape, molding into that of an Elf with vague likeness to that of the man in question. Then the Witchman stopped, his hands wrought into the guts of the apparition as he held it steady---as if maybe holding the apparition for
22:18:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord her to speak with it? For the moment at least.
22:23:28 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord pushes fully into the room, snapping the barrier and taking all of the preservation that it had allowed away as the magic vanishes. Everything in the room decays and filters into the state it would naturally have taken over the length of time it's been »
22:23:28 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » abandoned, including the body of the man that had previously been strewn over the desk. The papers and books that had been underneath him wither into dust, taking any valuable information they might have had to the abyss with them. The woman stands, »
22:23:29 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » brushing herself off and coughing as she does so, coming face to face with the apparition of a face she had managed to keep forgotten for so long that just seeing his ghostly outline, still vibrantly crimson and black as ever, has gold beginning to »
22:23:29 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » stream down her cheeks. "Yelle'anar..."
22:24:50 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord | Yelle'anar immediately looks around the room as he 'comes to', spotting both trolls and seemingly getting quite upset about the destroyed chair under the larger one. "What are you heathens doing in my study? On my property? Begone with you, savages."
22:30:25 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord sees her burst into the room and shatter the magic keeping her at bay thus far. His eyes dart to the shape as it speaks. Jek quickly gets to his feet and crosses the room to stand near, but not touching Gwen incase she decided she wanted him there. "Ma »
22:30:26 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » name is Jabjek Zenbwon'tulak. Leadah of de Zenbwon'tulak clan an Shadow-Walkah ta Gonk, Loa of de 'Unt." He assumes his confident but unimposing pose. If his hunting real targets over all the years had taught him one thing, it was easier to comply »
22:30:26 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » with their demands before offering your own.
22:33:32 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord didn't say anthing really, rather kept his posture perfect where he left off. His arms outstretched upward as his hands were in the mass of smokey shadow that made up the Kaldorei spirit, his fingers twisted in those whisps of silver-black. A few whispers
22:33:32 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord seemed to come from the maw of the mask, though they didn't seem to be the voice of the Witchman. They were softer, and it seemed to be more than one entity as they tried whispering over one another.
22:36:51 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord continues to stand there, staring up at the outline of the man that she had spent most of her life in agony with, in silence. She doesn't acknowledge Jabjek at all, nor does she seem to notice anything else going on in the room. Her while glow fades, »
22:36:51 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » disappearing back into her brands and vanishing to leave her there, vulnerable and still as the gold continues to fall.
22:37:16 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord | Yelle'anar doesn't acknowledge the woman in the room, glossing over her once before returning his attention to Jabjek. "I did not ask who you were. I do not care. Leave my property now or I'll have the guards haul you away to your death." It's here
22:37:41 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord | Yelle'anar that he really looks at himself, scoffing and relenting as he seems to realize he's dead. "Pity..." His attention finally settles on Gwenaël, and his tone grows deeper as he addresses her. "Ilfryth, darling, why are -you- here? Shouldn't
22:37:47 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord | Yelle'anar you be off mousing in a corner somewhere?"
22:42:58 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord bites his tongue, sliding his Rush'ka back over his face. He doesn't do it out of spite for the spirit that tormented his wife for so many years, or even the fact that standing here before the apparition makes him want to bury his hammer deep into »
22:42:58 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » anything tangible that Yelle actually still holds dear. But it's from the fact that Jek knows, deep down, this pain that Ilfryth is going thorugh, all the mental and emotional torment she is going through, will help her to grow. Its out of that fact »
22:42:58 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » that he makes a simple gesture of placing his large hand gently on her shoulder. No fancy glow from his abilities, no more gifts from Bwonsamdi. Just a comforting presence in her time of despair.
22:46:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord suddenly makes a wretching noise. His chest heaves and a splurt of black blood projectiles from the maw of the mask, splattering on the ground. Shortly after a pale, ghastly hand begins to slide out from the maw of the troll's mask. No, it's not a fleshy
22:46:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord hand, it was ghostly-specterlike, but a troll's hand nevertheless as it began to slowly slide out and reach outwards towards the smoke-shape of the Kaldorei. A third hand now weaving into that black mass of Yelle, and to a keen eye another hand could be
22:46:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord seen dancing beneath the surface of the troll's robes at his chest, trying to peel away from the Witch Doctor so it too can start reaching out to latch onto the spirit in question as the Witchman did his best to hold back completing this as long as he
22:46:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord could for the moment.
22:51:42 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord doesn't speak in response to Yelle'anar any, still staring up at his outline for as long as she is able to before Jabjek touches her shoulder, causing her to break from her trance and flinch. Immediately, as the Witchman's control seems to wither, she »
22:51:43 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » lets out a raspy, squeaking half-yell. "Take him. I need nothing from him." Her attention has yet to leave the spectre.
22:51:54 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord | Yelle'anar glares down at Jabjek as he touches Gwenaël's shoulder, a possessive scowl coming onto his vague features as he raises his voice. "What do you think you are doing, troll? Get your hand off my wife.
22:51:57 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord | Yelle'anar She is -mine- and will remain so until -she- dies."
23:00:10 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord says nothing to the spirit. Jek wont give him the satisfaction of an answer, or even the look on his face as he waits for Witchman to consume the spector. His stance doesn't change but its his aura that does. Before directing his attention directly at »
23:00:10 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » Jabjek, Jek was simply neutral. Knowing the importance of this to his wife we waved his emotions one way or another. Now that he can -smell- the disgust, the hatred and the fear emanating from this visage of the past, he is confident. He is »
23:00:11 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » confident that his vows to Ilfryth were true. He is confident that he -can- be better than this laughable excuse for a man. He is confident that Yelle'anar no longer has a grasp over Ilfryth. When his confidence rises, so does his odor. The normally »
23:00:11 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » bear-smelling troll no longer puts off the musk of a damp cave, but the pleasant aroma of a field of lilly flowers. Gwen might still be able to smell the lingering traces of his bear-scent if she can.
23:04:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord 's form shifts slightly and movement resumed throughout the Witchman's body. His physical hands began to pull, his arms coil and retracted as he heaved the spirit towards himself. Those ethereal appendages that had protruded from his form during the
23:04:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord ritual greedily tugged at the spirit, seeking out to get fulfill the pact and satisfy the debt of a soul they were promised. Slowly, but surely that spirit was drawn through the maw of the mask. As it passed the threshold an abyssal sound radiated from
23:04:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord the mask's jagged jaw, like one would imagine rumbling from a deep cave or chasm, it was a low, guttural hum. Whether screaming or kicking, the inevitable unnatural act is forced through as the soul is rendered and ruptured within the Witchman. Devouring
23:04:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord the soul. There was no restful sleep, a realm to be shepherded for there was nothing left as a fate worse than death was inflicted. The candles all suddenly went out as the act was commited. The fire in the bowl that seemed to last unendingly was snuffed
23:04:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord off. The Troll fell to his hands and knees as his chest cavity expanded and he wretched, black blood spat out from behind the mask, splattering all against the floor and as it made contact this particular bit of blood was potent, possibly from the act as
23:04:50 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord it sizzled against the floorboards.
23:09:57 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord stares at the spectre of Yelle'anar as he's consumed, a faint curl taking the edge of her mouth as he tries to fight to get away from the Witchman, but ultimately fails. All that power in life, for naught in true death. She waits until the Witchman »
23:09:58 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » hits the ground, glancing up at Jabjek for a split second before she skitters across the floor, hitting her knees beside the Witchman and staying away from the black splatter of sizzling blood. "Léao, are you alright?" Her hand goes to touch at his »
23:09:58 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » back, gingerly and timid in the case that he might -not- be 'alright' and she might need to move away again.
23:12:26 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord turns his body and faces the pair, the muscles in his legs tightening in anticipation to lunge.
23:14:40 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord actively wheezed, his stomach retracting as he inhaled sharply and lurhced as a shudder ran through him. Another rivulet of blood ran forth from the maw, staining those bleached teeth of the mask black for the time being. He clenced his shoulderblades
23:14:40 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord together before he shoved himself into a sitting position. "The price is paid, the bargain fulfilled." His raspy voice was beyond more hoarse than usual. He rocked his head to the left to earn an audible crack, than to the right before leveling out his
23:14:40 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord head. "We are done."
23:18:01 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord sits back as he moves, looking over the Witchman with clear concern and still-gold-stained face. It's only when he says that they are finished that she allows herself to show any emotion other than concern, her mouth curving into a slight smile as she »
23:18:02 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » wraps her arms around the arm of his that's closest, avoiding the pointy bits of his attire as she embraces him momentarily. "Thank you. You have no idea what you've done for me." Leaning back, she glances back to Jabjek, motioning him over and »
23:18:02 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » looking back to the Witchman. "What do you need us to do to get you back to how you're meant to be?"
23:19:29 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord complies and struts over. His entire persona shifting back to his normal, non-chalant self as he takes a knee on the other side of the troll.
23:21:17 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord placed a hand over his chest for a moment as he settled in silence, shook his head. "We need but a moment, and simply rest. We may send you all back to where you need, but we must retire to our haven." He then reached into one of his satchels and pulled
23:21:17 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord out a small vial, his actions were slow bording sluggish as he twisted out the cork and rolled his head back as he brought the vial to the maw of the mask to pour the liquid down in.
23:23:29 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord shakes her head, leaning back further from him to give him his space. "We will be fine here. You don't need to do anything else for me." Silently she watches him, expressionless, like she's visually documenting what he's doing. "If you wish, you can »
23:23:29 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » stay here for the night, too. Unless you must return to the Veil, you are free to rest here."
23:25:32 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord pulls his mask from his face again and sets it on the floorboards beside him. "Gwen an I slept on a roll foa mont's an dat bed's damn comfeh.Ya moa den welcome ta crash 'ere mon."
23:27:07 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord clenched and unclenched his hand a few times before his face before he took the dagger once more, a lot of blood had been spilt this night, but there was more to do. "Appreciate we do, truly. We must go, you are correct into where we must be." His words
23:27:07 Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord jumbled as he slit his palm open once more and planted it on the ground, drawing a circle around himself. Without a word or reaction he was slorped away woooosh.
23:28:52 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord stands up as the Witchman draws his circle and nyooms away, her attention turning to Jabjek as she moves over to him with utter disregard for the gore and violence still surrounding them. She stands in front of him, grinning, silent.
23:30:05 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord stands, clutching his rush'ka in his hand as he rises to his tall height. He says nothing. Only smiles at his wife. Pride beaming from his face.
23:31:47 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord continues to grin up at him, her hands coming together in front of herself. "A bralant, ma atha."
23:33:24 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord smiles harder, his hand reaching for hers purely out of reflex. "Yen, nahl-nyt nalant ma atha."
23:36:17 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord doesn't resist him, rather clutching her fingers around one of his. "A hay hraeth sisi. Hraeth."
23:40:18 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord literally cannot smile any more than he is at this moment in time. The feeling of pride. Not for him, but for -her-. Seeing her rise up against -her- demon and watching her conquer it with ease. Watching her topple what she herself thought unfallable. »
23:40:19 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord » "I love you Gwenael Zenbwon'tulak. 'Ow did I get as luckeh as did ta 'ave you sniff me all dose mont's ago?"
23:44:35 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord still has streaks of panicked gold running down her face, but her grin cracks their stains, her cheeks heating a dark violet as her starmap glitters to life. She lets go of his hand, pushing them out of the way as she wraps herself around his waist and »
23:44:35 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » simply thrums happily, her body shuddering with the sound as she squeezes what she can hold of him. She doesn't answer, likely because of the overflow of emotions seeping out of her at the moment, only loosens herself so she can look up at him, chin »
23:44:36 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » on his stomach and that same stupid grin on her face.
23:46:28 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Iss gettin late an ya bin t'rough a lot. Less get you a 'ot bat' an tuck you in. I gotta dis feelin dat someone bin talkin bout me cause ma eahs aa burnin.
23:50:38 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord chuffs and glances down at the mess of decay and gore, shaking her head. Nope. Not tonight. Tomorrow, she'll deal with that. She hoists up her skirts enough to not drag them through sizzling blood and scoots around the room to the doorway, still silent »
23:50:38 Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord » and leaving him behind. Before he can follow, she pokes her head into the room again and sing songs, "Koi kasrahalt, lay vao." And she's off again, scuttling up the stairs before he has a chance to say anything else to her directly unless he follows.
23:53:09 Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord shouts love you up the hall in her direction as he turns his attention to the mess. "Yep. Jabby gun take caea a dis one." He says to himself.