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<blockquote data-quote="Nephtys" data-source="post: 3730619" data-attributes="member: 31780"><p>Big Ironmaul</p><p></p><p>It had been a raid like any other in the slowly simmering war between the Lords. A squadron under Glabrezu command, a couple of Hezrou bruisers, Babau asassins and the usual batch of scum, mortal and undead mercenaries. A raid, a couple of villages burned, and the whole damn thing gone to hell. They, the faceless beings who had sent you off working for an unknown master, must have intended it all as a move in the game, a way to harm one enemy while implicating another for the trespass. They had sent you all off to die after revealing your false master under torture, the master only the demons must have been deluded into thinking you were following. </p><p>The Glabrezu died first of all, withered to an empty husk by a swarm of wraiths bound to the temple as a trap. One of the Hezrous followed, and the other one teleported off with most of his commander's gear, while hostile demons teleported in all around the shrine. The battle was short and brutal, leaving most of your allies dead the demons fled and you in captivity. You were tortured, violated and then tortured some more before your captors were satisfied with your ignorance and conscripted you into the service of a new master. </p><p></p><p>The cell is cold and dark, but you are used to worse and can barely smell the stench anymore. The food is good enough, though you're perhaps better off not thinking too much about the source of the meat. You're healing, and that's a good sign. </p><p>You hear keys rattling in the door and tense up for a moment. The light that shines in trough the opening door is blinding but you can make out the outline of a bent old man. <span style="color: White">"Damn, you sure are BIG ain't ya boy? Guess you'd have to be to fit into this stuff." </span> He throws a sack to the floor beside you. <span style="color: White">"Get dressed and come with me. It's time to pay your debt to society." </span> He laughs quietly and bitterly to himself, then spits on the floor.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: SlateGray">ooc: Sorry about taking you for a ride, but you're really no worse off than the other characters in the palace. It's just a grittier beginning for a grittier character. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite2" alt=";)" title="Wink ;)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=";)" /></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Nephtys, post: 3730619, member: 31780"] Big Ironmaul It had been a raid like any other in the slowly simmering war between the Lords. A squadron under Glabrezu command, a couple of Hezrou bruisers, Babau asassins and the usual batch of scum, mortal and undead mercenaries. A raid, a couple of villages burned, and the whole damn thing gone to hell. They, the faceless beings who had sent you off working for an unknown master, must have intended it all as a move in the game, a way to harm one enemy while implicating another for the trespass. They had sent you all off to die after revealing your false master under torture, the master only the demons must have been deluded into thinking you were following. The Glabrezu died first of all, withered to an empty husk by a swarm of wraiths bound to the temple as a trap. One of the Hezrous followed, and the other one teleported off with most of his commander's gear, while hostile demons teleported in all around the shrine. The battle was short and brutal, leaving most of your allies dead the demons fled and you in captivity. You were tortured, violated and then tortured some more before your captors were satisfied with your ignorance and conscripted you into the service of a new master. The cell is cold and dark, but you are used to worse and can barely smell the stench anymore. The food is good enough, though you're perhaps better off not thinking too much about the source of the meat. You're healing, and that's a good sign. You hear keys rattling in the door and tense up for a moment. The light that shines in trough the opening door is blinding but you can make out the outline of a bent old man. [COLOR=White]"Damn, you sure are BIG ain't ya boy? Guess you'd have to be to fit into this stuff." [/COLOR] He throws a sack to the floor beside you. [COLOR=White]"Get dressed and come with me. It's time to pay your debt to society." [/COLOR] He laughs quietly and bitterly to himself, then spits on the floor. [COLOR=SlateGray]ooc: Sorry about taking you for a ride, but you're really no worse off than the other characters in the palace. It's just a grittier beginning for a grittier character. ;)[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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