Castle Chapel and Graveyard.

[Red Gypsy]

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Esabel hesitated as he knelt in front of her, frowning slightly as she tried to figure out exactly what he was offering her. Her dark eyes went from to Zuko, still held against the wall by her powers, then back to Ravor.

As realization finally hit her, her eyes went wide in shock. No one had ever tried to give her anything like that before. She hesitated again but started to move her hand towards Ravor, pausing to glance over at the elf again, noting the glare she got in return, then continued to move her hand to gently touch his cheek.

One movement lead to another and she soon scrambled to cuddle herself into him, her arms around his waist as she pressed her cheek against his chest, her body shaking as she struggled with the chaotic ideas her mind supplied.

"Give him to the woman he talked about... Take away his powers and give him to her to do as she wishes with him... Let her kill him as many times as she wants to until his soul cries out in agony, then let him die again..." she said in a soft whisper as her mind finally settled on something that was absolutely ruthless, "He wants you and he wants her, both all to himself... So take them away from him..." she added, then dissolved into bloody tears as she cried silently and shook in his arms.  

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Ravor gave her a small smile as she touched his cheek. His magic reached out to her and wrapped around her protectively.
As he listened to her request, he was surprised at her idea. To give Zuko such a release almost seemed merciful....

As she cuddled against him he held her close and stroked her hair as he held her and she cried.

Zuko screamed obscenities at her and was so belligerent and mad, he was practically foaming at the mouth.

Ravor snapped his fingers and Zuko's voice was muffled by a gag.

He kissed his dark flowers head.
"I will do as you ask Esabel. Never again will he impart pain onto you...he will be destroyed by the one he loathes.....right after I impart my punishment on him."

As her cries became sniffles, he sat her back and he licked up her tears.
"No more tears....tears do not suit you."
He looked to her and grinned slowly.

"Care to watch me give back onto him what he had done to you?"  

[Red Gypsy]

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Esabel sniffled again and wiped at her face with the back of her hand, smearing the last of her tears into the rest of the blood that still covered her in place of her clothes. She'd been unable to stifle the flinch she'd given when Zuko had started shouting, saying much the same things he'd said to her before. But when Ravor made his offer, she tilted her head a bit to one side at him then to the other side as she looked at Zuko.

She considered the offer for a silent moment then gave a small nod, "I'd like that, Rav... he deserves pain for hurting me first... No one's ever hurt me like that before..." she told him softly and sniffled again and found herself scratching at her shoulder.

She frowned at that then down at the rest of herself, "Then Esabel would like a bath. It's fun to get covered in blood but not so fun when it starts drying. Then it starts to itch," she added with a little more of herself in her voice as she looked back up at him with a shrug of one shoulder.  

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Ravor nodded and helped Esabel up. He picked her up and placed her onto the alter as he stroked her cheek.
"watch and enjoy what I am about to do for you."

He walked over to Zuko who was yelling even though his gag, kept him quiet.

Recreating the scene was easy as he soon had Ravor pinned to the ground with the blades the god had gifted him. The scene played out the same way as Esabel remembered, only it was Ravor and Zuko.

Ravor treated Zuko as Zuko had treated Esabel. With contempt and hatred. Even as Ravor was grunting as he took the man harder than Zuko had taken Esabel, Zuko was so far gone in madness he was getting off on it all.

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when was all was said and done, Zuko was a broken but sated mess.

Ravor frowned as the man was worthless now. He removed the gifts of magic given to him as he kicked him a few times.

Ravor looked to Esabel.
"One more trip.....then you can bathe and I will help you recover some more."

He grabbed up Zuko and motioned for Esabel to come over and stand with him. Then when all were ready, they were telported to the elven realm.  

[Wolfe Garm]

Into the fires of battle!

Red Gypsy

Wuflric Von Shadowfang

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Having walked for some time, Wulfric wasn’t in a hurry to reach the graveyard, he stopped just inside the graveyard and looked around, to say that it was old was an understatement, and could hardly believe it when he glanced over at a couple of worn out grave stones. Grabbing his crossbow, he shifted the forward grip slightly which allowed the arms and bayonet to extend and simply walked forward his eyes ever alert for signs of movement, but more importantly signs that his target was in the area, he walked down the pathway which cut through the center of the graveyard towards the chapel which admittedly looked like something that would have been built sometime around when he was still relatively human. as he approached the church he couldn’t help but feel that the area was unusually quiet, ordinarily this would give him cause for concern and perhaps it should but the area seems like it has been unused for some time and likely his prey hadn’t been around in a while, poking his head through the door into the church he couldn’t immediately see anyone and simply lowered his weapon slightly and walked into the chapel and noted that it was empty apart from the pews that were in two rows, with a podium centrally placed at the front. Stopping just passed the last row of pews he looked around and saw nothing that warranted an investigation, so Wulfric turned around and started making his way out of the chapel and across the graveyard, where he’d stop one more time to look over the area before he simply put away his crossbow and simply looked out across the field towards the forest debating whether or not to settle in the woods or go to were hallway blade mentioned and get a room there.

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Unto the anvil of war!

 

[Red Gypsy]

Wolfe Garm

There were a few signs that Esabel had been here, though she wasn't here right at the moment. Instead, the signs of her presence were limited to a few other things:

A purple headstone, a stand of flowers turned carnivorous, unique nicknames carved into random headstones, and things of similar strangeness. Though the kicker to strange had to be the plum trees scattered throughout the graveyard, with the plums growing in a riot of colors and flavors...

So his target had been here, and fairly recently. But he would have to show a bit more patience to catch her here.

After all, she was showing that she had a bit of a fondness for the place...  

[Wolfe Garm]

Into the fires of battle!

Red Gypsy

Wuflric Von Shadowfang

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Wulfric could see that his target was a regular, there was little in a way to say otherwise, He shook his head after he was finished there having decided that perhaps it was for the best that he would find a place to stay especially since he wasn’t sure how long he would be there and since there was a place that offered a place to rest he might as well make full use of it, and perhaps he might be able to figure things out while he was here while he was at it, after all Blade had already caught his attention which admittedly was rather unusual since he was used to being alone, and much preferred it. To say he’d found a distraction was a certainty though where his sudden fascination for her would eventually lead him was very unclear, though one thing was for sure he had to keep his head on the task at hand lest he find himself finally at death’s door, and while he did tend to go looking for death, he was in no particular hurry to see it arrive. Wulfric finally took off in the direction of where he’d seen blade last and would follow her scent once he picked it up again.

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Unto the anvil of war!

 

[Dameon Black]

Red Gypsy

Nyx
Nyx slipped into the graveyard without making a sound. The graveyard wasn't on the castle's grounds, but she figured that it would probably be better to be careful when she was so close to the home of the one who ran things. Especially when she didn't know what she was looking for. She could feel some sort of pull to the area she was in, but she didn't know anything about what could be causing it. All she knew was that it caused an unbearable ringing in her ears if she tried to ignore it.

As she looked through the various graves, something caught her eye. She tilted her head as she looked down at a purple headstone that was clearly out of place. She looked more closely at everything and noticed a few other things that didn't make sense. She giggled a bit at some of the nicknames that had been carved into a few headstones and then stopped to examine what appeared to be carnivorous flowers. She was starting to think that she had been attracted to the dark energy that she could feel in the random adjustments to the area.

And then she saw it. Well, saw may not be the right word to describe it. She felt a strange tingling in her head every time her eyes moved over a specific spot. Further examination revealed it to be quite unusual. The best way that she could think of to describe it was a "soft spot." It wouldn't make sense to pretty much anyone else. It barely made sense to her. But she could feel the pull leading her straight to this soft spot in the world, and she knew that she needed to go through to finally discover what was calling her.

Nyx took a deep breath to steady herself and looked over the graveyard one last time. She briefly wondered if going through was the right decision and then shook her head as she dismissed that doubt. There was no point in hesitating now. Not when she had come so far and gotten so close to the source of this feeling. She turned back to the soft spot and took one last breath before closing her eyes and stepping through.

[Exit to Realm of Dark Chaos]