Alkhazarian Escapades.

[Ever 2648]

[[ I felt like this is written terribly, but I just wanna post it anyways :< ]]

"No...no more guards. They are not deserving of my time...Blood. Blood must be split in my Master's name...but...who?"

Ever stands proudly upon the rooftops of Al'khazar, scanning the lively city below. So much life, waiting to be stamped out. He is a god, unstoppable, even by the Guard. The last guard who decided to make Ever his business received a flask of blood to the face. No, no one would stop him on this important night. His mission was simple; find an ample sacrifice and spill their blood. Ever decided that tonight should be especially messy; more for the guards to clean.

Many potential sacrifices move about the lively city, but none move alone. None dare enter the darkened alley ways. That would be a death sentence. But one, one who does not seem to be native to Al'khazar, foolishly disobeys the unspoken rule and enters an alley, alone. Ever easily matches the human's pace from atop the roof. The roof masks all potential sound, while the human's footsteps echo noisily around the alley.

Before Ever can strike out from the roof tops, the man makes a sharp turn back towards the city square. "No matter...I will make the fountains run red, then..." There is no escape; the human is damned. As he enters the center of town, he is grabbed by a mage robed in green and a scraggly, and apparently crazy, human. The mage doesn't attempt much more than strange pets and signs of affection, but the crazy one delivers a blow straight to the sacrifice's head, knocking him out.

The two look around for a place to stash the body, before the guards get suspicious. "You two...bring HIM to the lift..." A perfect sacrifice, brought straight to him. "My master truly delivers..." Ever thinks to himself as he situates the unconscious human onto the lift, taking him to the top floor. The two follow Ever up the lift, unsure of what to do. Just as Ever prepares his tools, the man awakens, groggy and confused.d He pleads, confused, asking what is going on. Ever only stares coldly from behind the mask, demanding that the man put on a blindfold and to keep quiet.

Just as Ever brings the blade to the human's throat, far off yells of celebration can be heard from the direction of Laurelin. The moment of distraction saves the man's life as he pushes Ever down and races to the lift. By this time, a crowd had gathered. Another human, clad in armor and a diamond sword. He didn't seem to be a problem though, so Ever rightly ignored him. No, no one was going to ruin his fun with his good old friend Max. You see, Max is on Ever's torture list; He is to die in the slowest, most painful way possible. His memory and legacy are to forever be corrupted and ruined for the supposed crimes he has committed against Ever.

The two stare at each other for what seems to be an eternity. The crazy human is the first to move, quickly moving to tackle Max. His efforts are in vain, though, as Max reveals a secret weapon; a glob of purple liquid. The liquid grabs Crazy's feet, stopping him in his tracks and slamming him against the wall. Ever had not anticipated such a weapon, and besides, he already had a sacrifice. Max would be dealt with later, once the human's blood filled his stomach.

A quick sprint, and Ever is again on his rightful throne; the interweaving rooftop network of Alkhazar. The sacrifice could not have made it far, not after such a blow. He would be found, his blood would stain the streets yet. But...something else grabs Ever's interest. Skyler, wife of Throdo, and daughter of Max. Nothing could be a better prize; He could lash out at both Max and Throdo at the same time. Both would suffer for their past folly.

Ever catches up to her quickly, whispering into her ear to stop or be gutted. A simple request. Skyler immediately stops and listens. He commands her to return back to the home. As they make their way through the crowd, his weapon poking the back of her neck constantly, Max leaves the home and stops, fear filling his eyes. Such...perfect fear. They stand off, circling around Skyler. Ever's blade never leaves her neck. Max keeps the bottle of liquid tensed in his hand. Any fast movements, and she would die. But first, she must be tasted. Ever slides the blade tenderly across her neck, making a small incision. He uses his finger to collect the droplets of sweet blood. He wastes no time in tasting her blood. Sweet, perhaps the sweetest he had ever tasted.

The act enraged Max. He let go of the bottle, the purple liquid quickly morphing around Ever's legs, trapping him. "Release me...or she dies..." A simple request, but it is enough. Skyler begs that Ever is released. The liquid quickly dissipates as Ever slinks off into the darkness. "Had his heart not been weak...he could have killed me...but now...he and his daughter shall die...her blood...so sweet..." Ever mumbles to himself as he leaves Alkhazar behind him, in search of a new sacrifice.

[Danny 2232]

(( It isn't written terribly, :3. Quite good to be honest ))

*Servius nods as he reads the text*

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