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Gida? Naeri? ...Or Kryal?

 

It seems in the end, she chose Kryal.

 

The skin and corpse are hung together in the Capital of Corruption, the new Empire of Khorvad. One of their neighbors, companions, allies. Maybe even friends if cultists could feel that way.

 

Regardless, it was a Fallen Cleric, corrupted by Iblees who chose this path rather than savior. Her lies seen through, her skin was separated from her body.

 

Flayed.

 

The skinless corpse and the bodiless skin, both dripping with blood overhead of the town were a grim reminder that to follow Iblees was to be shown no mercy. Written in blood beneath where the corpse hangs is well written letters, obviously the corpse being the source.

 

"If you follow Iblees out of fear, then I will give you someone new to fear."

 

"I will destroy all that follows Iblees without mercy. I will bleed every last one of you dry until your suffering no longer entertains me. I will fell all Undead, I will entertain myself with the slow torture of every cultist, and I will not be sending your souls to Iblees."

 

"If The Undead want souls to harvest, your souls, then I will take what is theirs. The Spirits shall lay claim to every drop of your blood, every ounce of your strength, and every last one of you will be a sacrifice to them, denying Iblees his or her supposed right to your life-force."

 

"Fear not your God, for my ire is far worse."

 

It would seem almost every ounce of blood was used, save for what is still just dripping.

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Gida Slowly looks up at the body then the skin, squinting, "Hm. Something weird is going on here. I'm going to find out what this is all about." she crosses her arms, looking to the writing as she squints to read it, "..Well then. I'll go get my bucket."

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Purely by chance, Savet would walk by to witness the effigy put up, his brow quirking as he read the message over.

"..Well, that was fast." He mutters before flipping off the corpse, going on his merry way with a spring to his step.

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Gida? Naeri? ...Or Kryal?

 

It seems in the end, she chose Kryal.

 

((Made a small edit to reflect something I forgot about in the RP.))

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Aegor would normally shiver with disgust, this time however, he leaves the corpse, continuing on his walk.

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* Looks upon this while traveling by the capital, mapping out the captured Dwarven city, thinking of ways to siege it* "W'o eva da undead pissed off beh scarier den dem"

 

((Very well written post susitsu, only thing on LOTC that has made me scared OOG))

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Motsham Rusk'Dom merely nods to himself as he looks upon the flayed corpse. He thinks to himself: Time has passed since the fall of Urguan yet already have the tides of war changed in favor of those who stand against the undead foe. To stand or to fall? We are mere descendants whose lives come and go, live and die. I stand idle now reading the note of a vigilante who would give his seemingly tiny and un meaningful life to fight against Iblees. But, I stand now and turn to do the same and pass on this courage in hope of a purge against not only the high elves but all descendants who have lost their minds, souls, and bodies to the arch daemon.

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Throdo sees the cultist flayed and hung, "they want us to be scared because they can manage to flay a girl and get away with hanging her by the gates? Fawking dumbasses."

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Demagol sees this, reads the note, and laughs.

Then his face turns stone cold.

"Troi meh. Moi blade will taste yer blood."

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

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