Poisoned by his Enemies

[Treshure 5817]

 

“We’ve been expecting you.”

 

The marble gates swung open, the sound echoing in a narrow chamber far below the silver cihi of Haelun’or. Tahorran Raell stood alone, a sight uncommon for such a paranoid and cautious elf. Before him stood a shrewd scientist, his back hunched and crooked in result from countless years slouched over books. The duo led themselves into the complex the gates had been hiding, a massive construction of cogs, gears, tubes, and liquids something akin to dwarven innovation.

 

It quickly grew apparent that ‘we’ was only the scientist, lest the pulsing monster of a factory be considered a living creature. He led Tahorran through twisted, winding tunnels that seemed to never end while machinery and different chemicals flowed past them. Finally, a wide pit opened up before them in a brightly lit area, though the ceiling hung not far from Tahorran’s head. “We’ve vested much into you and your little creations, Gabburt. I hope it has paid off.” Tahorran murmured.

 

The shrewd elf tilted his head up towards Tahorran, nodding furiously. “I, and who else? Our secrets died off with the rest of them, but no, I’m the only one left..” He shuffled towards a lever before the pit, fingers twitching on them in anticipation. Tahorran offered a nod before the lever was thrust forward, gears winding underneath them as a sickly green-red mixture would pour into the basin, steam immediately rising. Tahorran raised his armored gaunlet, shielding his eyes from the horrific display. Before them lay a pit of freshly made, though few would know how, acid. It bubbled with a sickly smell and color, the military fanatic even shivering to himself of what would happen to any poor soul to fall inside. Though the more he’d gaze into it’s depths, the more his mind would be transmogrified.

 

The militarist would find himself drawing closer to the pit, eyes boring deep into the swirling concoction of vile liquids. Gabburt took this as excitement, his own creation drawing such fascination. Though it was not the creation or it’s means that thrilled Tahorran, but the potential uses of such. He had heard the tales of it’s vile uses. He heard a human king once was even dissolved in the substance. And here it lay before him…

 

Quickly, Tahorran was leaning too far towards the pit. His fascination brought him into a different world, and while he lingered there, his balance was thrown off. He flailed his arms wildly before his boot would slip, sending the elf face-first into the acid. He had no time to scream, only seeing his impending doom a split second before the acid took him. It bubbled violently, consuming his entire being in mere seconds. There died a prideful, spiteful elf who fell victim to his own creations. He was not a hero, nor did he die like one.

 

[Kaelan 1918]

"Oh how wonderful!" beams Aelthus Aureon of Laureh'lin upon hearing the news! "Another bites the dust!"

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

One enemy dead, but one who honoured his word when given, and spoke with actions, not propaganda. Tahorran was almost his mirror image on the other side of the coin, even down to his name, both of them were tied to the Hawk. The silver elves were more faceless now, but perhaps they were one step closer to an end of the war.

[Supremacy 3361]

Meanwhile... Arche wonders how wood elves continually learn about an elf who dissolved in a pit deep below the high elven city... In acid... Where no body would be found.

 

Meanwhile, his brother— who pays attention to details like this— would have no idea where Tahorran is. Was he missing? He would wonder.

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

Orsino begins to write a proposition for a Haelun'or wide Health and Safety Act.

[GDPR 014 48]

2 minutes ago, Will (TauFirewarrior) said:

Orsino begins to write a proposition for a Haelun'or wide Health and Safety Act.

Eldrad helps Orsino write such a proposition.

[Elvrohir Aureon 210]

1 hour ago, Supremacy said:

Meanwhile... Arche wonders how wood elves continually learn about an elf who dissolved in a pit deep below the high elven city... In acid... Where no body would be found.

 

Meanwhile, his brother— who pays attention to details like this— would have no idea where Tahorran is. Was he missing? He would wonder.

 

 

If Elvrohir were SOMEHOW able to learn of this incident, he would not laugh, nor smile a spiteful smile. He would stand before the Laureh'lin Pyre, and ask Malin to guide the Mali's soul to him.

[ski_king3 0]

Laethis continues to believe that the dragon-worshiping Raell brother is the one writing all the shitty propaganda.

[Cave_Creature 467]

The Hae'lunor OSHA inspectors are horrified and prepare their lawsuit.

[BonesOfTheEarth 2252]

"Who the **** is Tahoo-guy?" Lefkos would mutter, if he had even gotten the news, which he didn't.

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