Curiosity Killed The Cat

[Eleatic 1033]

 

Two bodies in varying levels of decomposition, that is to say, one near-dead, and one now almost skeletal, lay in front of the gates of the most blessed Elven nation. One of which, seemingly still living, a Mali'Ker, is in an awful state of disrepair. Cauterized wounds mark the places where his hands and feet once were, armor like that of a Dread Knight, over-sized and gargantuan on such a small elf, strapped upon him. Screaming may be heard barely from the man as, without any effect, his mouth tries to vocalize. His eyes, too, if examined, are missing. Though both are scarred beyond close recognition.

 

The other man, that which is simply bones, seems to have been eaten. Picked clean, with some small scabs of meat atop. Two elven ears are put atop like a small piece of celery on pasta. They are pale, and high-elven. On the armor of the Dark Elf, written in dried blood, lay the following words: "Curiosity killed the cat."

[1 1393]

Arayon Drakon chuckles seeing the bodys "And they don't have an army to prevent this from happening..."

[HardstyleRaver2 56]

A blue-haired male mali'ker in an uniform for eldiv'cruan and a female mali'aheral in an uniform for elsillumiran discovered the victimized mali'ker. The blue-haired mali'ker, who happened to be ranked Ihnsil'kur. cringed at the sight of the grotesque victim. The Ihnsil'kur was flustered as he saw a fight between the Dread Knight and another being. He didn't know who were his ally and his enemy, so he didn't took part in the fight. The victim uttered something about a Dread Knight. He was ignorant about the Dread Knights.

 

The female mali'aheral, who happened to be ranked Evarir, whispered to the Ihnsil'ikur, "You should carry him to your district."

 

The Ihnsil'ikur has attempted to carry the victim, completely ignoring the battle; however, the victim was too heavy for him to carry alone. The Evarir assisted the Ihnsil'ikur in carrying the victim after the Ihnsil'ikur asked her.

 

After they entered Ker'lomi, the district of the dark elves, they place the victim on a table of Della's restaurant.

 

"I'll find the druids. You should watch after him, " ordered the blue-haired Ihnsil'ikur as he hurried out of the restaurant.

 

He rushed out of Annil'sul and traveled to the Druids' Grove, which was conveniently close to the capital of Haelun'or, as fast as possible. As he arrived to Druids' Grove, he was slightly relieved to see a group of Druids with a human having a conversation. He interrupted their conversation, so he can tell them about an urgent matter. However, the druids told him that "regrowing" limbs are beyond their abilities and that most of them don't want to face Dread Knights. After the Ihnsil'ikur explained that he suspected them to be one of Oren's knights, the human quickly corrected him. Later, the Druids easily convinced him that the only way to help the victim is to put him out of his misery. The Ihnsil'ikur, convinced that nobody can live with no feet, hands, and eyes, returns to Annil'sul with a frown.

 

As he was traveling to Ker'lomi, he caught a glimpse of the female Evarir in the inn of the main square. She was having a conversation with another mali'aheral, probably about the victimized dark elf. He had told her the only option in helping the victim, and she understood him.They arrived at Della's restaurant in a deathly manner.

 

"We have found a way in helping you, " said the Ihnsil'ikur with a frown.

 

"Anything!" shouted the victim.

 

"We have to kill you."

 

The victim protested, "I don't want to die!"

 

"Do you want to live your life without eyes and limbs?" The Ihnsil'ikur paused for a moment. "I don't think so. I will make sure that your death will be quick and painless."

 

The Ihnsil'ikur slides his shamshir out of the scabbard after he convinced the victim of the only option. He made the blade touch the victim's neck without a cut and lifts the blade up high in the air while tightly gripping the hilt. Time was slow for the Ihnsil'ikur as he hesitated to make a death blow on the neck for decapitation. Then, he slammed the blade down hard on the neck, and the head was severed off. Blood spilled all over the table, and the Ihnsil'ikur turns around to the Evarir, emotionless.

[Lawrna 440]

The Eternal Librarian stares at the bodies.

 

"Dude, what the hell?"

[Lyuin 65]

Lyuin Avern learnt of the mutilated body and the Elven ears to go with it in a day. Narrowing his eyes as he tries to repress such memories from his mind he quietly mutters "Mali'aheral ears may be work of the Irehearts...as for the Mali'ker....I'm not sure. Mali'fenn working them?"

 

Slowly he rolls his shoulders before quietly adding "Or...perhaps neither of those things...such an act is too obvious. Maybe something more sinister."

[Destroyer_Bravo 1054]

Rap'Lur scoffs at the poor butchery of the high elf "Yu left zum on dere, dumzhid!"

[Glyc 234]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.