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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4548765" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Silence, Silver, and Secrets: Part 4b – Tale of the Body Thief</strong></p><p></p><p>“According to Dracuul, the cloaked figures’ destination was a wrecked shell of a house near the ruined Palaces of the Devil Kings.”</p><p></p><p>Beldin eyed the structure in front of him. “I don’t like the sound of that.” </p><p></p><p>“That little flying rat told you all that?” asked Ilmarė.</p><p></p><p>Sebastian sniffed. “Dracuul is an excellent tracker. I suspect the answer to our missing corpse lay within.”</p><p></p><p>The place was completely deserted. No one in the neighborhood dared to go near the Palaces after dark. </p><p></p><p>Beldin kicked open the door. The house was actually built on the foundation of a much older structure. Columns covered in Nerothian hieroglyphics lay in pieces all around them. Flanking the room on either side was a pair of sarcophagi carved in the shape of the Devil Kings of old. </p><p></p><p>“Nobody’s home,” said Ilmarė.</p><p></p><p>A figure emerged from the shadows. It coalesced, revealing itself to be Haron von Grebel. Behind him stood another figure. They both had the gaunt look of those long dead. </p><p></p><p>“Do not stand between me and the ones I seek.” Von Grebel said in a low, menacing voice. </p><p></p><p>“I will take care of this, Haron,” said the woman. “You have other matters to attend to…” </p><p></p><p>“I will not harm my family.” Von Grebel tried to confront the woman, but she silenced him with a gesture. He cowered before her. </p><p></p><p>“You vill do as instructed, thrall.” The woman’s voice held a hint of amusement. </p><p></p><p>Von Grebel turned briefly to regard Sebastian. “I am ordered to kill my intended, and her family. If you kill Markeshia,” he indicated the woman, “I will no longer be bound to do so…you do not have to destroy her completely; she is weaker than I am, and I can break free of her control if you but destroy her corporeal form long enough for me to do so. Please, help me. I cannot disobey her direct command, but I will not be too swift in my task.” </p><p></p><p>With a quick step backwards, Von Grebel disappeared into the shadows again, a faint misty shimmering all that remained to mark his departure </p><p></p><p>“How interesting,” mused the female, her long, black talons clacking as she tapped her fingers against the wall. “Defiance in vord and reluctant obedience in deed. I shall have to remember dat for later. Now, as for you …” Markeshia bared her fangs, and cackled with glee. </p><p></p><p>The sarcophagi creaked open. Things long dead awoke from their slumber. Demonic, horned humanoids crawled out; their skin was drawn back over skulls, tufts of patchy hair clung to whitened scalps, patches of bone peeking through frozen, dead flesh. </p><p></p><p>Sebastian and Beldin moved back to back.</p><p></p><p>“And now we know why they call it the Palace of the Devil Kings,” sighed Ilmarė.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4548765, member: 3285"] [b]Silence, Silver, and Secrets: Part 4b – Tale of the Body Thief[/b] “According to Dracuul, the cloaked figures’ destination was a wrecked shell of a house near the ruined Palaces of the Devil Kings.” Beldin eyed the structure in front of him. “I don’t like the sound of that.” “That little flying rat told you all that?” asked Ilmarė. Sebastian sniffed. “Dracuul is an excellent tracker. I suspect the answer to our missing corpse lay within.” The place was completely deserted. No one in the neighborhood dared to go near the Palaces after dark. Beldin kicked open the door. The house was actually built on the foundation of a much older structure. Columns covered in Nerothian hieroglyphics lay in pieces all around them. Flanking the room on either side was a pair of sarcophagi carved in the shape of the Devil Kings of old. “Nobody’s home,” said Ilmarė. A figure emerged from the shadows. It coalesced, revealing itself to be Haron von Grebel. Behind him stood another figure. They both had the gaunt look of those long dead. “Do not stand between me and the ones I seek.” Von Grebel said in a low, menacing voice. “I will take care of this, Haron,” said the woman. “You have other matters to attend to…” “I will not harm my family.” Von Grebel tried to confront the woman, but she silenced him with a gesture. He cowered before her. “You vill do as instructed, thrall.” The woman’s voice held a hint of amusement. Von Grebel turned briefly to regard Sebastian. “I am ordered to kill my intended, and her family. If you kill Markeshia,” he indicated the woman, “I will no longer be bound to do so…you do not have to destroy her completely; she is weaker than I am, and I can break free of her control if you but destroy her corporeal form long enough for me to do so. Please, help me. I cannot disobey her direct command, but I will not be too swift in my task.” With a quick step backwards, Von Grebel disappeared into the shadows again, a faint misty shimmering all that remained to mark his departure “How interesting,” mused the female, her long, black talons clacking as she tapped her fingers against the wall. “Defiance in vord and reluctant obedience in deed. I shall have to remember dat for later. Now, as for you …” Markeshia bared her fangs, and cackled with glee. The sarcophagi creaked open. Things long dead awoke from their slumber. Demonic, horned humanoids crawled out; their skin was drawn back over skulls, tufts of patchy hair clung to whitened scalps, patches of bone peeking through frozen, dead flesh. Sebastian and Beldin moved back to back. “And now we know why they call it the Palace of the Devil Kings,” sighed Ilmarė. [/QUOTE]
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