Discord
Changelog
04-01-2009, 10:28 AM
The charred body of the noble’s son flew across the room to collapse in a pile of flesh and blood at the foot of Thrul's desk.
"That's IT!," he growled angrily, turning to his trembling apprentices "I've had enough interruptions on 'vampires' and adventurers joining them - fools that they are. I will NOT have my experiments interrupted again by some noble upset that their brother’s son’s daughter’s uncle’s nephew’s cousin is missing or sucks the blood out of all their slaves – or whatever.
"This is probably just Szass Tam looking to cause trouble for me again, and I don't have time for his necromantic meddling." He glared again at his apprentices and continued "I want this distraction ended quickly. Do what you must. Hire who you must. Get the Thieves’ guild involved. Tell Mythalanir to get his Kossuthan priests to rile up the faithful - vampires and priests don't mix. Kill or enslave any you recognize as members of this 'coven' - or even those you suspect."
Thrul's eye's glittered "Make an example of those Tam thinks he can use to cause problems for me. I want you to burn them. Burn them all!"
His murderous gaze turned back to the mutilated, yet somehow miraculously living captive strung out before him on the rack. Moments later terrible screams could be heard even outside the thick walls of the Central Citadel.
"That's IT!," he growled angrily, turning to his trembling apprentices "I've had enough interruptions on 'vampires' and adventurers joining them - fools that they are. I will NOT have my experiments interrupted again by some noble upset that their brother’s son’s daughter’s uncle’s nephew’s cousin is missing or sucks the blood out of all their slaves – or whatever.
"This is probably just Szass Tam looking to cause trouble for me again, and I don't have time for his necromantic meddling." He glared again at his apprentices and continued "I want this distraction ended quickly. Do what you must. Hire who you must. Get the Thieves’ guild involved. Tell Mythalanir to get his Kossuthan priests to rile up the faithful - vampires and priests don't mix. Kill or enslave any you recognize as members of this 'coven' - or even those you suspect."
Thrul's eye's glittered "Make an example of those Tam thinks he can use to cause problems for me. I want you to burn them. Burn them all!"
His murderous gaze turned back to the mutilated, yet somehow miraculously living captive strung out before him on the rack. Moments later terrible screams could be heard even outside the thick walls of the Central Citadel.