Lene Renka
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Post by Lene Renka on May 10, 2005 15:04:42 GMT -5
As quiet as a whisper she crept out of the mansion grounds, surrounded by a night black cload and covered from head to toe. The accursed sun with its harmful rays struck the pale stoney floor and hurt her sensitive eyes. Following behind although not so delicately, a Necromancer and a few human swains "Quiet!" she hissed at them "I shall take your heads if you dont keep silent!" and they shut up straight away. SHe was proud, she must've learnt from Lene pretty well "Allez" she whispered Lilya felt that she had to leave, she felt inhibited, undermined and restrained by Lenes overall superiority. She wanted to go out and build her own reputatiobn and live in her own mansion that she earned. SHe stopped and glanced back past the necromancer and swains, she wished she had told Lene but she knew she'd never have let her go "Come..."she said with a lump in her throat "...lets leave here"
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Lene Renka
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Post by Lene Renka on May 10, 2005 15:30:47 GMT -5
How long had she been travelling and wlaking? It seemed like an eternity! "Come here!" she said and stopped and waited "Yes my loveliness?!" "My how fantastic swains are" she thought "I am tired and this dreadful sun is stinging my eyes" "What do you want us to do my dead?" he asked with concern in his voice "You want us to build a shelter?" "DO I HELL! " she said shocked and amazed "i have been brought up by a rich family!! And i lived alongside Lene in the mansion! I will not repose in a shelter someone has made in a few minutes!" "Im sorry mistress!! I apologise!!" "I should think so!" she replied haughtily "Find me a house or an inn to stay in! I shall wait here!" with that one of the swains darted off in one direction She sat down upon a thick low hanging branch and sighed. She needed to find somewhere to stay and live in not just as a passer through but lady of the mansion. As she thought her senses tingled, she could tell something or someone was watching her. THe other swain sat there stuffing his face with rations he'd brought...unaware pathetic she thought. Standing up and grasping into the bushes behind her, she took hold of its hairy throat. "Skaven assasin!!" the necromancer cried "Skaven huh?" she studied the vermin in disgust "Yes-yes....Squikel is Skaven" "Expendable" she said unemotionally raising a hand to bring it down through his throat "No-no!! Dont hurt me!! I be good for you yes-yes!!" She looked at her swain as he saw her holding the rat at arms length above her head..mesmirised...mouth open and food falling from the gaping hole nice she thought. " What do you think your doing?" she asked, clearly unimpressed and not in the mood "Squikel is good-good! Not going to hurt you! Yes-yes!" "Oh away with you vermin!!!" she said tossing it aside. As he landed he sprung to his feet and launched himseld at her. She was pinned to the floor by it. she managed to wriggle a hand free and swipe it across his face before he had chance to gnaw on her pristine attire. Angry lines of pain opened on his face and thick blood dripped from the split arteries. it snarled and took another chance at her but with one clean swipe with her razor sharp talons send the rats head rolling. Hot blood surged from the opened arteries and the body twitched and convulsed as the nervous impulses ceased flowing. Steam rose from the blood as it hit the colder air. She sat back down and licked her fingers clean. "Good-good mon derriere!" "Mistress Lilya! I have found one follow me this wa..." he paused upon seeing the body and feeling the blood seeping into his clothes. "Bon! Come come! Let us go!!"
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Lene Renka
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Post by Lene Renka on May 12, 2005 3:01:42 GMT -5
As she approached the inn she surveyed it. Yes it wasn’t too shabby and scruffy. But yet it was not so affluent that her swains would look out of place. It had the perfect mix of races, classes and the ever present...villains. "I have booked us a room Mistress!" one of the swains chirped "Oneroom?!" she asked suspectingly "Oh! No mistress! Two rooms! One for the Necromancer and one for us!" he indicated towards himself, Lilya and the other swain "No" she said bluntly "N...no?!" "Yes that’s what I said... NO!" she looked at him coyly "If we did share that room, id not get men talking to me!" the two swains looked offended "To get information! Abandoned castles? Big houses? Somewhere to live?" they still looked uneasy. “Look I can’t go around threatening people for information I’d blow my cover! If I be an inquisitive innocent woman, I’m bound to get more people talking to me!!”<br>The swains nodded, confused at her twisted logic and walked off to the bar. “Pathetic swains!” the Necromancer spoke for the first time. “I don’t know why you keep them along for such the length of time you do!! And like Lene keeping hundreds at a time! It’s too much complexity!”<br>“I’m getting rid of them tonight…” she said bluntly “I’ll look for suitable replacements as the day progresses”<br>“The Necromancer nodded in agreement, picked up a book and started to read as the swains returned. “Mistress what shall you drink?”<br>“I have a lovely bottle of wine, circa ten minutes ago. Fetch it for me! It’ll be outside in the hands of a familiar face” the swain looked puzzled, but he walked out of the inn nevertheless. Stood there he pondered what she had said…. A familiar face he thought A cold hand touched his shoulder, he spun around to see pearly white teeth…skull…….and bones. He startled and fell flat on his back. It held out a wine bottle filled with a thick dark red liquid. He took the bottle from him and as he did, the skeleton burst into dust….
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