The Death Of The Witch.

[lemonke 6014]

OST

It was a looming-vicious day, and as always the grim creature, named Ava was on its own, this time near a port with numerous ships. Her emotionless expression was filled with a light ease, and the most attentive would have noticed, that with her right hand she held between her steel, cold fingers a head which many will recognize; It was the infamous Nuala Uradir. Her headless body was resting without life onto a table. Slowly Ava herself arise her chin towards the ceiling where she was hiding, where the violent act has been done; many thoughts danced within her mind ... The demons' apocalypse that was dragging closer and closer to where she lived, the search for a member of her family who had disappeared, and whose had suffered the undoing of the silver city too. Yet most of them was pushed aside on what seemed to be a thought of freedom, of relief ... Finally she had completed one of her purposes, unjustice was no more in such an event. She  managed to ruin the life of the poor, wicked Nuala. She’s who went against her own family, who had ruined her life, and such of her daughter, Ithia. Ithia who was one of the most important person for Ava.
"Finally ... the witch’s undoing has been stopped. It's what you wanted, right? Was it what you really wanted? The right path...? Perhaps, Your Kor, whom you worship-...won’t like it. I... Perhaps it was not, or it was, i don’t care. At least...Ithia is safe. She won’t suffer anymore..."
The grim’s creature words echoed within all over the large boat, all alone: As if she were talking to another person. Clearly signs of her sanity which continued to descend and descend more and more, in a dark, scattered and blind shaft. At least, she was happy, now. And then after such minutes she spent with that energy of happiness flowing through herself-.And then she tied the head tightly on her belt with a thick rope, and then placed both of her hands onto the table, where the body was resting on. She’d prepare to send the body to whoever deserved it, or perhaps for an honorable burial. Justice was served, the poeple whose the witch has hurt would’ve rest, but perhaps it was not the right choice...

 

Spoiler

[!]Some arms and legs were present in front of Haelun'or’s gate, they still had the cloth, and jewels of the famous, Nuala. Clearly the older ones could recognize this. To whom those libs belonged, although they were elegantly perfumed and tied by a stylish pale rope, as if it were a gift! @Magicpastry @Parion

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[!]The long, legless and armless (even headless) body of Nuala found herself being transposed by a courier, it also continued to wear, jewelry, and Nuala's dress. They were offered as gifts unto Ithia. Obviously, she would easily recognize the body. @Fiiieee

 

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OOC: Need to thank @Gemini for the rp she has given, and the fair sport. It might be a pk somewhat, though i had her permission to do a post about it. I’m sorry if the quality of the post is meh, i’m not that good at doing them, but better improving with it. Ty again.

 

[kuerbis 3802]

Ithia's eyes widened in sheer terror upon receiving the headless body. She stumbled backwards into her house, a shrill scream escaping her, that would surely alert the village. So, the elfess would collapse on her knees, vicious sobs escaping her. "H-... Haelun," she sobbed out after a painfully long moments, the coral blue eyes which were now reddened gazing upon the lifeless body, "W-... who-... who did th- this t- to yo- you?"

[- Pastry 931]

“MUJA!” Ikur hollers to his faithful, friendly, feline bodyguard as he opens up a box containing what he thought was going to be his new kettle. “SOME RASCAL SENT ME BODY PARTS IN THE MAIL AGAIN.”