The Story That Went On... (Formerly Death Cut. Completed.)

[GamingLord]

*Jacob resisted the urge to give a pleased little sigh as Veni stroked his face, let alone the urge to hug up to him a bit. When Veni mentioned wanting to sit in something other than the chairs, he got up and headed for his door.*

Jacob: "Wait a moment, got an idea."

*He was gone for a few minutes, then came back with an armful of large pillows. He stuffed these up against the wall on his bed, grabbed a number of books, and sat up against them.*

Jacob: "There... it's 'sort' of like a couch now... You know, I think I'm going to purchase some construction potions soon, and expand my house by a couple of rooms. I have an interesting idea for a bedroom..."

*He picked out a few books, and placed them near Veni. He then fluffed the pillow behind his back and opened up a large book himself, full of small print and odd symbols.*

Jacob: "Well, let's see if we can't find anything on Rosemary's new 'pet'."

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*Bithmar made idle notes about what kinds of blades she seemed most comfortable with, and made sure he had certain kinds still in stock. He also checked to see if he had certan potion solutions on hand that could be used for bloodlust training later on.*

Bithmar: "What think of current weapon? Is any good?"

*The current weapon was a strange sort of spiked wrist blade... Apparently as it slashed and stabbed it's target, it stole energy and tried to empty as much blood as possible (even though the simulation wasn't showing any blood, instead using a water-like substance as a substitute). The energy was again used to shock and paralyze it's target, earning it the name of 'Stunning Leecher'.*  

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*Jacob just rolled his eyes a bit, almost wanting to give Veni a playful shove*

Jacob: "No, no heart shaped bed. razz Or pink drapes... Or cupid shaped lamps, or ceilings with mirrors. No, I was thinking of a 'living' bedroom. The floor would actually have a type of grass growing out of it, and maybe use some trees in the corners of the rooms as supports. Best thing is, I know some types of nice plants that actually don't need sunlight, so we don't have to worry about windows."

*Jacob frowned a little, honestly a bit surprised at what he said in reference to Muerte.*

Jacob: "That was a bad choice of words on my part... Sort of can't believe that came out of my mouth, considering the amount of demons I've made friends with and helped out over the years..."

*He shook his head, and began to read, flipping through pages occasionaly. Time passed, and there was a growing stack of books that didn't hold anything useful on Muerte's situation. By this time, the necromancer had unconciously shifted himself into a more comfortable position while he read, leaning against Veni a bit. He found his eyes growing a little drowsy, due to the soft pillows and the rather soothing pitter patter of gentle rain outside.*

*Suddenly, he sat upright and began to read with a renewed interest. His eyes rushed over the pages as he absorbed more and more information. At times, expressions of disgust or shock would come over his features. Finally, he bookmarked the section of the book and closed it*

Jacob: "Well... I found something. Muerte was from a magical world of spanish speaking people that existed centuries ago. Their world was destroyed by the Niearcim... figures."

"They were a troubled world, with a ton of poverty and a rather restrictive government. They were raging war with another planet at the time. Muerte was part of a disturbing weapons project. The government would kidnap children around the age of two or three, murder any witnesses, and put them through a specialized 'training program'. This consisted of a huge amount of brainwashing, physical and mental torture, near starvation, and killing of the weaker children by stronger ones...

"They even made up a false religion for them to follow involving death as a cruel sort of god. They convinced the survivors that they were special, chosen by death. Then, once they were certain they had fully obediant killing machines, they used dark magic to bind their soul to an item. They had to destroy the body to do this, but the soul could sort of 'remember' how strong their body was. These items were given to special soldiers, even traded amongst them, as tools and weapons.

"It doesn't say how to undo the spell to set the soul free, but I did find something else. There's a small entry about Muerte here. A piece of a journal of the man who bound him to that sword. It basically says that Muerte was an unfinished project, but was desperately needed to fight off the Niearcim along with others. It also says that none of the soul-artifacts were found. The Niearcim are probably using their souls as a power source, knowing them."

*Though he was immortally cursed, Jacob was thankful he hadn't ended up like any of those children. They barely had a life to begin with...Knowing nothing outside of serving a cruel master.*

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Bithmar: "Is very sturdy blade, made of melted mixture of black hunter shell, goblin claws, and certain metals and crystals inside Limbo lava ocean. Probably only powerful magic could break it... Also make it very expensive."  

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Jacob: "He probably got more energy and power as Muerte was imprisoned, so I think so. I really should try and chat more with Sephiroth about that. There's some disturbing similarities between that creature and Jiluzix. I almost wouldn't be surprised if they were one and the same.

...actually, I think I'd prefer that. Having one horrible, world-crushing demonic entity is bad enough."

*Just as Veni commented about Greg being so quiet, there was a knocking at the door to the kitchen.*

Greg: "Don't wanna disturb you Jacob, just letting you know your meals in a pot on the stove. I used one of those "locking" spell charms on it so the goblins can't get into it. "

Jacob: "Thank you Greg, I'll eat in just a moment."

Greg: "I'm going to join the others in the caves. G'night."

*Jacob went into the kitchen and found a pot of hearty stew, still piping hot. He removed the spell placed on it, and poured some into a bowl to eat.*

Jacob: "Well, I'm done with my research for today. After I eat, should we go and see how Rosemary is doing at that weapon's shop?"  

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*Jacob placed a small stack of his books out of the way somewhere in the room. He then looked over at some of the artwork Veni had gathered of the ages.*

Jacob: "Did you find anything of interest at the store, Rosemary? Oh, I did find out some information about Muerte...."

*He then explained everything he had discovered about Muerte's rather interesting background.*  

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*Jacob gave a slight smile and an arched eyebrow at Veni's near use of the word "Prison". He sat down on the bed, and took a few charms out of his pocket, placing them on Veni's bedside table.*

Jacob: "I could just pop in and out of Limbo real quick later to pick up some instant food. Not quite as good as a cooked meal, but not too bad either."

"Returning throwing knives. Ah, it sounds like a magical spell I have placed on my blade. It's useful for making a silent, ranged kill, then getting the blade back while still in the shadows.*

*He let himself fall back onto the bed from his sitting position, testing out how the mattress felt*

Jacob: "Yeah, I'm curious about some things with Sephiroth. Wonder how much he'll be willing to share. This mattress is pretty comfortable..."  

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Jacob: "Sure, I can cast that spell on some daggers for you later Veni.*

*Jacob sat back up, and undid the clasps of his armor, placing it over where his books were. He then fell back onto the bed*

Jacob: "Yes, that does feel better.... hmm... warm showers. You know, I should try one of those now that I know it won't be stinging in any open wounds or hitting raw nerves..."

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*GL stretched as he cleaned up the small mess of game boards they'd made in the living room. Everyone else had pretty much gone back home by now. Black was currently napping in a comfortable couch, P-Chan curled up next to her. Grabbing a blanket, he laid it over and was just about to head out of the room when his father came in.*

Alzamus: "Hey boy... can we talk for a minute? Oh... in my office area, let's let Black sleep."

GL: "Uhm, sure."  

[GamingLord]

*Jacob admired the pictures for a moment, and couldn't help but notice how beautiful Rosemary seemed in them.*

Jacob: "They're very nice... beautiful."

*He came back into the room, noting that Veni had already changed. Packing rather extremely light, Jacob had put his sleepware underneath his regular clothing. He started to head to the bathroom to take off his clothes, but a thought struck him.*

*He burst out laughing a bit, but clasped his hands over his mouth. The mental image of him doing a overy silly striptease down to his sleepware in front of the vampires came to mind. Part of him then wondered why he even would bother going to the bathroom to change... it wasn't like he'd be nude after removing his regular clothes.*

*Shrugging slightly to himself, he pulled his shirt over his head. Part of him wondered if he... Why not. He certainly was feeling rather out of character lately.*


*and so, he did a goofy strip tease, down to his pajamas.* razz  

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*Jacob started laughing as well half way through his 'strip'. He had to stop when he went to take off his pants, because he almost pulled his boxers down as well by accident. When Rosemary smacked his butt, he jumped in the air a bit. He hadn't been expecting that*

Jacob: "Gah! Apparently Galantros helped some demons buy them for me for a birthday one year."

*He then fell back onto the bed, and held up the dollar bill. He was about to give it back to Veni, but instead started folding it. When he was finished, the bill was in the shape of one of those hopping paper frogs. He looked at it, amused, and placed it on Veni's knee*

Jacob: "Well, guess I finally got it. No, I didn't have anything to drink."

*He was still laughing a bit as he slump forward a little, chuckles escaping his lungs at what he just did. It felt silly, but good at the same time. Hmm.. alcohol. I don't recall ever really drinking the stuff. Do I really want to try some?*