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[NRDL]

"I am deeply saddened I cannot remember the chain of events leading to this situation. Deeply. Saddened."

Stretch and yawn. Are there any different feelings? Contentment? Satisfaction? General well-being? Anything else unusual?

+1

[3man75]

"I am deeply saddened I cannot remember the chain of events leading to this situation. Deeply. Saddened."

Stretch and yawn. Are there any different feelings? Contentment? Satisfaction? General well-being? Anything else unusual?

The woman stops brushing her hair for a moment before continuing again. She reaches for a crystal ball and trows it across the mooon and bit breaks near the the door.

Soon men in cloaks come in swords drawn telling you to get up now. There swords are point and there faces solid, these are the faces of murders and you don't want to be on a victims list...actually your name woudn't be on a list.

You notice you have a white robe on and are grabbed by one of them as they take you down the halls. The halls are white and empty and an eerie feeling comes over you. As you ask questions they continue there pace ever quicker until you see a black door with a skull on it. It's design has a sword or dagger coming down on it and impaling downwards.

"Is this just another execution?"

They say nothing and they force you to sit down on a simple wooden chair. The black robed me are behind you but you can see both from your peripherals if you tilt your head a bit. In front of is another chair, this one with skulls and bodies decroating it and you can't help but feel that actual humans were used in it's produciton...your anxiety builds up.

"The trial will begin soon Wilbert." says a robed man.

The woman you saw before sits down and cocks her head back an un-hooding her cloak. She looks at you with eyes made of reddish copper and you can tell she's been waiting to start for some time now. Her hands are married together tightly as if she was cracking a nut between her hands. "You interrogated a lady years ago in Gail. She was charged with stealing from an Imperial caravan. She pleaded guilty to you without you doing a thing and said she didn't know it was the Emperors property. Tell me do you remember what you did? Or even why?"

You feel even more anxiety than before, an this woman continues to look at you now more intently judging you. The black robed men behind you and you are in a mostly dark room. You feel naked and your memory fails you from fear of offending your captor.

[NRDL]

"I-I let her go.  I can't remember, it was a long time ago..."

[Comrade Shamrock]

''I discharged my duties, passed on the results and she was punished''

[3man75]

"I-I let her go.  I can't remember, it was a long time ago..."

You sheepishly and lowly utter words without thinking. Fearful..and even more fear full when you feel something holding your arms and legs to the chair. you look at them shocked but can't see anything when fire erupts in front of you.

"You don't remember?! Do i need to probe your mind for you or are you so fearful to admit your guilt?"

The fires disappear as soon as they appear and you can feel your genitals section become...colder.

"Your still a young worm, you do remember?" She adds with particual emphasis on the last part. You can't help but wonder whats worse: Imperial Justice or this woman's court. You try to ask about the fire but she just looks at you as if she was ready to trow a dagger. Just then you remember. The Gail interogation. There were two of them one were a woman you let go and one where a former soldier refused to cooperate. You were told specifically to cut that man's eyes out but...no no stay on task.

''I discharged my duties, passed on the results and she was punished''

You respond more surely this time and man up. It's what your father would want but the womans gaze stops you from feeling anything but at the mercy of another. A thought comes into your head, have you ever been free to make your own decisions?

"Have you?" She says softly and much more interested.

"What?" you answer.

She slams a fist down and you feel one of the men behind you punches down on your head. It hurts and you feel suddenly about to pass out from the blow. Noting it's the hardest you've ever been hit before.

"Have you ever been free worm? An tell me do you think that woman is free after her "punishment"?" She says ending cynically. Her hands once balled divorce from each other as she gets up circling the desk in front of her and walking towards you. She pull a knife from her belt and walks with it. She positions it at your forehead and let's it touch your skin. You feel your voice once again shrink and feel as if a watermelon was impeding your throat.

[NRDL]

Look straight at her.  Remember her face as we die.

[Playergamer]

Look straight at her.  Remember her face as we die.

+1. Stay composed as we die. We will die a man, not a coward.

[3man75]

Look straight at her.  Remember her face as we die.

+1. Stay composed as we die. We will die a man, not a coward.

If your going out it may as well be with your big boy pants right? Except your in a robe...Are robes considered dresses? "Dammit" you wished you could just FOCUS for once.

She withdraws her knife and puts it back on her belt. She meets your stare "One last question: Would you do it again? Would you fight what you worked for? tick tock because when i come back i want an answer or else."

she puts the paw of her hand in your face and you see a reddish and yellow ball form.

"No no you can't be.."

Your cut off as the ball explodes in your face almost blinding you. You try getting up but something keeps weighing you down into the chair.

"Your a WITCH!" you say. Witches were the ones who were fought against during the war. They use to have towers guarded with all kinds of empowered Black Knights and Creatures. It's very much a public fact that witches performed some of the foulest deeds and experiments in those towers and it was a miracle if anyone ever left. They're destruction was argued the only reason the Emperor was recognized by people despite his own experiments and ruthless manhunts.

She walks behind you and you can feel the door open but the black robed men stand behind you. watching you.

How will you answer her question? Or will you fight against the old monsters?

OOC: Alright guys last bit of R. playing before we get to dynamics!

[3man75]

Come guys please?

Shamrock is going to kill me if this dosne't go on.

Proof:

(If you let this die, I will personally club you or if there is a mob I will set up a shop selling torches and pitchforks. No pressure. 

[NRDL]

"Fuck you."  Spit on her face.

[Lyeos]

"Oh, yes. Given the same chance and circumstances, I would do it aaaaaall over again. Given the chance to do something greater, however... Who knows?"

I like this character.
He seems like scum.

[Playergamer]

"Oh, yes. Given the same chance and circumstances, I would do it aaaaaall over again. Given the chance to do something greater, however... Who knows?"

I like this character.
He seems like scum.

+1

[3man75]

"Oh, yes. Given the same chance and circumstances, I would do it aaaaaall over again. Given the chance to do something greater, however... Who knows?"

I like this character.
He seems like scum.

+1

Never seen one of these in the forums before. It's usually the oh so nice and charming mad prophet.

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You lower your head trying once again to break free before that mad lady comes back. The Imperial lifestyle as middle class man sucked but being this woman's little pet to play with or guinea pig is worse. Your attempts however fail and even when you feel like your making progress the robed men flick your ear, they mockingly ask if you need help with something. Cheeky.

The door opens again and your heart sinks the woman now with her dark green hood comes in front of you and asks about her answers. Your damn done answering her questions though. Your done being people's toy.

"Oh Yes" you say looking at her. "I would do everything i have aaaaaaaaaall over again. Given the chance to do something better in my life though...shit who knows. "

The witch looks at you and than behind you and you assume shes looking at the robed men.

"I've got an offer for you then. Die slowly." she quips She goes for her dagger but not before you unceremoniously spit in her face. Why? Because who the hell does she even think she is that's why.

This time though you can see she's very un-amused with your behavior. She looks like she's about to blow you to kingdom come and you hear the running away and the door opening again. It seems only you and her are in the room now. She opens her pawn again to reveal some green powder and than blows it in your face knocking you out as its terrible smells trow you into the darkness.

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You wake up and this time your naked at an altar with several robed figures with surgical equipment behind them lying on a table. This doesn't seem good.

"What the hell!!" You shout and you see and hear one in a green hood order to "start the ritual". It's the same lady as before you just know it. But before you can ask why she's doing this a dagger digs into your stomach and you yell at your voice.

"I forgot i'm not suppose to kill you Wilbert. By the way if you haven't figured it out that girl died in a prison cell...and revived looking for you. Your going to help me get to the others who tortured me though. The ones who made me a witch. An the ones who want me dead too. I'm going to make you into a master assasin Wilbert, my personel instrument of destruction."

You gasp for air as you try to answer but to no avail. She takes some kind of bone necklace and drops it into your intestines as she and her acolytes chant some ancient tongue you are not familiar with. You can't see what exactly but a Dark purple light is shining from your stomach a mist all of the blood. Than you see the impossible, you stomach stitches itself together and pain shocks your body up and down. Your screams fill the room as the chanting continues louder to accommodate your own noise. Than your flesh begins to move around as you feel something is biting your blood vessels and moving around your body.

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You flash forward as you are standing in the white room you were in. This time the green robed woman is sleeping next to you actually hugging you. Looking out the balcony you can see light and you feel like you could definitely escape if you wanted to. However, the desk in front of you has her knife laying there. If you wanted revenge it should be now...Otherwise maybe waking her could be the smarter choice.

[Lyeos]

Hm.
No suggestions for now, but since they did some bad juju, I just wanna say that trying to kill her would likely be a bad idea.
I mean, not that I would mind her dying.
Just, it would probably be a bad idea.


Never seen what on the forums?

[NRDL]

Wait.  Just wait.  There will be other opportunities.  Let her make the first move.