|
|
Post by NERRETH ALBAN on Jul 9, 2010 16:09:45 GMT -5
"Y-you're an arch-demon? Lucifer s-sounds royal." Nerreth said, the corpse barely stripped of flesh. "I d-don't know the S-samael house well... Being a t-trash demon and s-such. But I d-don't mind... As long as I have Necromancy..." When he finally got down peeling the head, he began to tear large strips off the torso. It was a bit messier, but it got the job done very easily.
"Wh-what is a p-prince doing in the w-wood of suicides? N-not the s-same as me, you s-said..." He began laying the flesh in a pile next to the body. Skin and muscle in one pile, innards in another. What had once been a pretty girl was an indistinguishable pile of human pieces.
|
|
|
|
Post by LUCIFER on Jul 9, 2010 19:15:33 GMT -5
an eyebrow lifted, lips curling down in a frown as lucifer wondered just how much of a social recluse this kid was. i mean, who didn't know of the seven princes of the abyssal kingdom? they were... the kings of hell, the rulers. the reddish haired teen didn't ponder too much on it anymore, dubbing the stuttering 'mage' a complete idiot, and thus not worth as much attention as he was being given.
"to be honest, you caused me to forget. but no worries, you have given me another reason to be here." he lied honorably, standing and stretching. "though boredom has overtaken me. perhaps you'd like to come back to the castle and see what sort of supplies we may have in store for you?" lucifer offered, seeing how they didn't technically have a slave mage...
|
|
|
|
Post by NERRETH ALBAN on Jul 9, 2010 19:43:09 GMT -5
Most of the body had been stripped by this point. What remained were bits of innards still hanging off of the bones. Nerreth began to pick up the bones as he spoke, stuffing them into his robes wherever he could.
"That's v-v-very generous. I c-could use m-more unguents." He stopped gathering the bones, leaving most of the legs and ribcage still on the ground. Small bones he'd stuffed into pockets, larger ones poked out of his robes wherever he could carry them. "These b-bones are frail... They'll n-n-need more to work with than others..."
Nerreth had no reason to not listen to Lucifer. Quickly he shuffled over to him, staring at him with his empty skull eye while the other darted around, seemingly absorbing information. Where the information went though, was a mystery. He'd never seen the castle of the Archdemons. It was much too tempting an offer to give up.
|
|
|
|
Post by LUCIFER on Jul 9, 2010 21:13:07 GMT -5
little did he know... oh little did he know. there wasn't any true desire except stealing yet another mage, bolstering him to a more suitable level of strength - and of course ripping him down mentally until he was a loyal, mindless slave.
lucifer smiled with slithering slanted eyes, turning and walking in the direction of hebron. their journey would be switch, or at least he would attempt such.
|
|
