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<blockquote data-quote="Tokiwong" data-source="post: 1466673" data-attributes="member: 961"><p><strong>Chapter 2 - Part 3</strong></p><p></p><p><strong>*****************************************************</strong></p><p></p><p>A resounding slap filled the chamber. A whimper quickly followed as a rough looking thug, held a hand to his scarred face in the flickering candlelight. A slim female figure stalked the gathering of men, six in all. The woman had a scar across her face, and cold dark eyes, eyes that had seen death and reveled in its bloody beauty.</p><p></p><p>“So let me get this straight,” her voice was coarse and stern, “not only did you idiots lose the gem, but now Oliver is dead, along with Thedic. I am not happy at these chain of events,” she scowled.</p><p></p><p>“Eh, we will find the gem, and Thedic was a fool as is, he probably got himself killed,” one of the men replied.</p><p></p><p>The woman seethed, “That gem means more to our client then our lives if we don’t find it, we are all dead, understood?”</p><p></p><p>“So what do you suggest Faith?” another man replied as he sharpened his scimitar, “we don’t have any leads on where the gem may be.”</p><p></p><p>“Then I suggest you start scouring the streets, and stop talking to me. Where is the corpse?” Faith hissed.</p><p></p><p>“In the next room, we got both of them,” the man said standing and sheathing his scimitar.</p><p></p><p>“Good, then leave me, and don’t return unless you have the gem, or information on where it may be,” she responded with a narrowing of her eyes.</p><p></p><p>The men scattered quickly, as she walked into the next room, and found the two corpses lying on tables covered in bloody sheets. She pulled the sheet from Oliver, a look of disgust growing across her face. A fool and his greed were costing her operation dearly, and her masters would not be pleased until the artifact was in their hands. She turned to Thedic and pulled his sheet back, and sighed, he had potential and now he had been cut down far too soon to be useful to her. She grinned slightly; perhaps it was for the best, his promise and potential was not as deep as she had originally thought.</p><p></p><p>“Faith, ah good, you have gathered the bodies,” a figure spoke in Doppelganger, his features shrouded by a deep hood, and a dark robe which covered his feet as well. </p><p></p><p>Faith froze, “Yes my master, but we have not found the Light of Korum,” she gulped in fear.</p><p></p><p>The figure sauntered into the room with a hiss of disapproval, “That is most unfortunate, Faith. Your success hinges on retrieving that artifact,” he continued in Doppelganger.</p><p></p><p>“Of course, my master, we will have it soon, perhaps you can use your magic to speak with these dead fools, and glean any secrets that can aid us in finding the artifact,” Faith bowed her in deference.</p><p></p><p>The robed figure did not reply, as the room grew darker, and shadows began to loom. Faith marveled as the shaper began to bend the magical energies of the world to his will, and a palpable evil filled the air, mixed with great and terrible divine forces.</p><p></p><p>Thedic’s corpse stirred before his eyes opened. He sat up sharply and turned his head to look the fobbed figure in the eye. The corpse said nothing as it silently stared at the dark shaper, an unblinking and unnerving stare.</p><p></p><p>“Who killed you?” the master spoke in the common tongue.</p><p></p><p>The corpse hissed slowly, “One was a man, like myself, he was young, and had the look of an Ironwall soldier. The other was a woman, but small in build, and dark in skin. Her ears were pointed, and her eyes were different from a man’s…”</p><p></p><p>Faith spoke softly, “A night elf it sounds like, she should not be hard to find, and there are not many night elves in the city. That should make our search much easier, master.”</p><p></p><p>The master nodded, and then spoke to the corpse, “Where is the green gem, where is the Light of Korum?”</p><p></p><p>The corpse hissed once more, “Oliver had it last I saw. If the black woman and the man killed me, they most likely have it now.” The corpse hissed, and then fell back as the magic that had animated the remnant spirit of the corpse fell away from the corpse.</p><p></p><p>The master thought for a moment, “Find the night elf woman, and I am sure she will lead you to the Light of Korum.”</p><p></p><p>“It shall be as the Black Circle prescribes,” she replied bowing her head.</p><p></p><p><strong>***************************************************</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Tokiwong, post: 1466673, member: 961"] [b]Chapter 2 - Part 3[/b] [b]*****************************************************[/b] A resounding slap filled the chamber. A whimper quickly followed as a rough looking thug, held a hand to his scarred face in the flickering candlelight. A slim female figure stalked the gathering of men, six in all. The woman had a scar across her face, and cold dark eyes, eyes that had seen death and reveled in its bloody beauty. “So let me get this straight,” her voice was coarse and stern, “not only did you idiots lose the gem, but now Oliver is dead, along with Thedic. I am not happy at these chain of events,” she scowled. “Eh, we will find the gem, and Thedic was a fool as is, he probably got himself killed,” one of the men replied. The woman seethed, “That gem means more to our client then our lives if we don’t find it, we are all dead, understood?” “So what do you suggest Faith?” another man replied as he sharpened his scimitar, “we don’t have any leads on where the gem may be.” “Then I suggest you start scouring the streets, and stop talking to me. Where is the corpse?” Faith hissed. “In the next room, we got both of them,” the man said standing and sheathing his scimitar. “Good, then leave me, and don’t return unless you have the gem, or information on where it may be,” she responded with a narrowing of her eyes. The men scattered quickly, as she walked into the next room, and found the two corpses lying on tables covered in bloody sheets. She pulled the sheet from Oliver, a look of disgust growing across her face. A fool and his greed were costing her operation dearly, and her masters would not be pleased until the artifact was in their hands. She turned to Thedic and pulled his sheet back, and sighed, he had potential and now he had been cut down far too soon to be useful to her. She grinned slightly; perhaps it was for the best, his promise and potential was not as deep as she had originally thought. “Faith, ah good, you have gathered the bodies,” a figure spoke in Doppelganger, his features shrouded by a deep hood, and a dark robe which covered his feet as well. Faith froze, “Yes my master, but we have not found the Light of Korum,” she gulped in fear. The figure sauntered into the room with a hiss of disapproval, “That is most unfortunate, Faith. Your success hinges on retrieving that artifact,” he continued in Doppelganger. “Of course, my master, we will have it soon, perhaps you can use your magic to speak with these dead fools, and glean any secrets that can aid us in finding the artifact,” Faith bowed her in deference. The robed figure did not reply, as the room grew darker, and shadows began to loom. Faith marveled as the shaper began to bend the magical energies of the world to his will, and a palpable evil filled the air, mixed with great and terrible divine forces. Thedic’s corpse stirred before his eyes opened. He sat up sharply and turned his head to look the fobbed figure in the eye. The corpse said nothing as it silently stared at the dark shaper, an unblinking and unnerving stare. “Who killed you?” the master spoke in the common tongue. The corpse hissed slowly, “One was a man, like myself, he was young, and had the look of an Ironwall soldier. The other was a woman, but small in build, and dark in skin. Her ears were pointed, and her eyes were different from a man’s…” Faith spoke softly, “A night elf it sounds like, she should not be hard to find, and there are not many night elves in the city. That should make our search much easier, master.” The master nodded, and then spoke to the corpse, “Where is the green gem, where is the Light of Korum?” The corpse hissed once more, “Oliver had it last I saw. If the black woman and the man killed me, they most likely have it now.” The corpse hissed, and then fell back as the magic that had animated the remnant spirit of the corpse fell away from the corpse. The master thought for a moment, “Find the night elf woman, and I am sure she will lead you to the Light of Korum.” “It shall be as the Black Circle prescribes,” she replied bowing her head. [b]***************************************************[/b] [/QUOTE]
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