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PostSubject: Egorov introduction   Sun Jun 26, 2011 10:26 pm

Well, first post, topic and story ever written..Atleast among them, Hope you'll enjoy. And don't got grammar police, this was written 4 am on a saturday morning.



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The evening carried off towards pure dusk, the haunting cries and howls of "Patients" echoed through the entire manor, reaching the quarters themself of the Death Blade, his hands gently clenched around the cup filled to the brim with tea, judging from the smell "Oremantles Flavor", his hand stirred it in a twisting motion as he enjoyed the tormented cries, gently brought it up to his lips as his mouth twisted into a grin, this could not bode well for the "Patients". He placed the now half full cup on the table, arose and swirled a cloak around his shoulders and persona, before exiting his quarters, plate on tile echoed through the halls as his feet brought him onwards.


A door, adorned with appropriate runes and glyphs gently opens itself, or is rather opened by one of those broken and reconquered, such is the lane of life, his feet gently enter the room, his fingers gently twitch as his eyes grace by the woman currently tied to the table, only piece of furniture within the cold brick walls, his hands cold as ice gently strokes the womans cheek, her uncontrolled sobs like music to his ears, a mere snap with his fingers and a man of bad posture and odor appears with a vile grin uttering ; "You summoned me, Mazzzter?"
Not even rewarding the disgusting creature a look he answers with his back "Yes, you know your doing" The woman lashes forwards, cries, begs and threats during the acting following, the act of lovemaking twisted in ways to reward a single part.



When he considers fit, he utters a single word; "Stop" freezing the creature in it's tracks, he follows the forementioned word with "You are done here, cretin, begone" The creature gently arrises and bows before his master "You are mozzzt graceful, Mazzzter". He doesn't reward the undead second glance as he once again retreats outside the door, his attention is at the women covered in tears and sweat, his hands gently trailing her pale skin as he approaches her. As his fingers glance her left breast he seeks eyecontact with her, being rewarded with none he feels the rapid feeling of succes trail through his body, another patient has been cured from the curse of free will, he commands once "Arise" and so she does, his hand gently pulling forth a blade adorned with runes, promising the temptation of death, he spins it around letting the blade rest in his palm, he utters the following words with a voice of silk, twisted with the voice adept to the death knights "Claim your own life, and be free"


The female rewards him a lifeless stare, before grabbing the blade, she gently places the tip of the blade under her chin, with a single fluid motion she pieces upwards, the clear stream of fresh and innocent blood flows from the wound. The blade pierces her brain in a mere moment, his hands gently sink through the air as he claims hold of the young woman who is in rapid succession falling towards the floor, her lifeless body is like gold in his arms, he gently in a respectfull manner lowers her towards the floor. His hands gently starting to draw patterns with her blood, as the appropriate patterns and formulas are done he arrises and with ease starts chanting, his hands following with the motion as another servant is to claim her follow in lead. Her body twists in spasms as the chanting is done, before she arrises, the lifeless glimpt in her eyes now covered in a patch of unpenetrable ice, her lip twisted up in a bloodythirsty grin as she dives to her knees, lapping up the bloody coating the floor, muttering "Thank you, master." repeatedly. His hands gently pats her head as he walks past; regain your powers we have much too tend to"
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PostSubject: Re: Egorov introduction   Mon Jun 27, 2011 7:04 am

((Beautifully written! Welcome to the Forums))

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PostSubject: Re: Egorov introduction   Mon Jun 27, 2011 9:03 am

(( Nicely written, Egorov, hope to see more. ))
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PostSubject: Re: Egorov introduction   Mon Jun 27, 2011 11:37 am

And here's the second part, Gerronds respond solely made me write it up, next part (If I can be bothered) will most likely have some spicy..Err..Nevermind, some fighting.



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The tapping of plate against plate reached the death blade's ears as he stood infront of the bonefire, he was the imbodiment of death, his persona itself being sole stand in defiance towards the craze that had fallen upon his kin, one he was to correct too once again shed honor and respect upon their organisation. The tapping sound grew louder as his lifeless fingers gently twisted to offer the approaching soldier a greeting. The creature which was now next to him, clad in the cursed plate of Yogg-saron, how lucky he had been to acquire such. The offering whispers of temptation in the plate itself had little effect on his soldiers of plate and bone.

The creature was first to speak ; "Your arrrrmor, Mazzzzter". The Death blade offered a quick glance towards the skeleton, eyebrows dropping in a scowl, a chipped part. His mind put up a mental note of..Correcting such. His voice hower was concentrated elsewhere ; "Yes, minion, fetch my new recruit to clad me in the armor of suiting". The creature took an elegant bow, a scene which surely would had been amusing to those who still had the pleasure, or curse of feelings, before scurrying off.

Minutes passed, the death blade awaiting in silence and patience the one who was instructed to clad him in rune adorned armor, and as one spoke of the devil, she appeared. What a success, his greatest so far, she was a beautiful specimen, death incarnated in the beautiful form a woman. His lips curled up in a smile in respond to hers as she stuttered forward "You..You wished for my a-tt-ttention, Glorious master?" His faint chuckles shed colour across her cheeks, this one was fully under his control, to use and abuse. "Yes, you are to clad me in my armor, the time has come for you to receive the honor" he gently whispered to her. Her mouth twisted in surprise at the words uttered by the death knight, before bowing gratefully repeating "Thank you, Master" over and over.


The woman got to work, and his armor was quickly assembled upon his body, the feeling, or rather knowledge of cold steel resting upon his very creature caused the transmutation, his skin gently twisting and tearing to connect with the plate, resulting in the death knight assuming a second skin of steel. His skin retook solid form as quickly as it started boiling, how useful of a trick this had proven to be. His lips once again twisting to offer the young female a smile, her armor already assembled in the same manner, with eyes sparkling of respect and affection. "And now, the hunt begins, Jennelle". They strode out from the mansion into the dusk in union, the lust for blood and shedding of pestilence shone in the young female's eye, and only a hint of success and pride could be hinted in Egorovs.
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PostSubject: Re: Egorov introduction   Mon Jun 27, 2011 11:48 am

((Thumbs up from me, good to see you writing on here and I hope you continue!))

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PostSubject: Re: Egorov introduction   Fri Jul 01, 2011 12:02 pm

And here comes a third part, hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it, without further due



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"How beautiful" was the only thought clear enough to be percepted in the death blade's mind, watching his new specimen spread fear and death among those unlucky enough to be caught during the invasion of darkness. His laugh twisting under the helmet as his fresh addition proceed to slay the young man she was merely toying with, her tongue extending outwards to clean her gauntlets and runeblade from blood, restoring the small wounds inflicted upon her. Suddendly the aura struck him, a paladin? No, that would be to simple to send in defence, his lips twisting in a smile "A challenger appears, it would seem like Jannelle. I expect you to keep him alive. He would be a fine specimen for treatment."


Just as the Dead blade had spoken a voice rang clear "Begone, scum of this world, or you'll face the wrath of the light". The owner of the voice came into view, earning an impressed stare from the death blade's part ; "So we are earned the honor of an Argent templar? How most thrilling, you'll be a good addition to our cause". The Argent templare readied himself, hand twisting as his eyes shone with steel in the darkness surrounding the pair. A mere tap on Jennelle's shoulder was enough of a gesture, her movements blazing forward, runeblade singing through the air in a fierce strike towards the Templare. His hand bursting upward with the blessing of the light, using it to deflect the blade, his tormented howls chilled even the bravest of men as the corrupted force inscribed into the very character of the blade fought against him. His courage was far from over however as his hand arrose quicky, assaulting Jennelles face with a steady stream of holy radiance. Forcing her temporar retreat, grinning in bloodthirst.


"What kind of a beast have you created, Death Knight?" the templare shout challenging. The death blade merely chuckled, Jennelle assuming assault again, her blade whipped forwards like a snake against an animal, the templare had a scowl marking his forhead as his arms burst forward, sanctified with the blessing of the light to stay stalward towards anything of evil, yet he was struggling, his breaths ragged and his pulse high. "What a treat it would be to feast on his power" crossed the death blade's mind as he watched his Jennelle fight for her upkeep, if she lost, he had a new weapon in his arsenal, one of more value, if she won she proved herself worthy.

Suddendly Egorov was ripped from his trail of mind, the sudden howl of pain accompanied with a torrent of blood from the Templar, the light had failed him, his arm was an excellent proof of such. "Tss Tss, is the light in you that weak, Templar?" Jennelle taunted mockingly, earning a hiss from the templar. Her blade arose to deliver the final judgement upon the templar, yet she stopped in her tracks, bound by her orders, she was not to kill. Egorov slowly strode forward towards the Argent Templar, Observing him temporarily. "Chain him, Jennelle" Her work was quick and efficient, once he was bound in chains of Ice the death blade proceeded with a mocking tune; "This one will be yours, Jennelle."

He retreated gently, returning shortly with a Saronite shiv, adorned in runes of blood, seeming to shine themself in the pitch black night, they hunger, hunger for blood. His fingers gently clenched the hilt, before passing it on towards Jennelle in a offering motion. She quickly took the dagger, grinning towards the Argent approaching him. First strike fell, between his ribs, she gently twisted the dagger back and forth, sending the Argent twisting in pain and torment, the second fell behind his right shoulder, his body now merely spasming in reaction, his eyes tearing as he prayed to the light for salvation.

The footsteps of Jennelle was the only thing echoing through the night, followed by Egorovs eager stare, she stopped behind the argent, grabbing a hold of his scalp, pulling his head backwards revealing it to Egorov to flourish at, the argents face twisted in fear, covered in tears and mucus praying "Spare me..Please..I beg you, Spare me". Jennelle gently let the dagger dance across his throat, sending a clear stream off blood out, before letting grip, leaving him to rot in his own puddle of blood. "I am impressed, however dawn is approaching, we are to return, I have heard the knights hold some strong warriors, perhaps we have a new goal" Jennelle merely nodded in response, confident there would be alot of gore, blood and fun in the mixture the Deathblade proposed.
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PostSubject: Re: Egorov introduction   Sat Jul 16, 2011 11:29 pm

I am now presenting question, a single person answering on this will be enough to light the spark a dusky sunday evening,
Do you wish for a continue, write"1"
Do you consider it bad, write "2"
Do you simply not care? "Write 3"
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PostSubject: Re: Egorov introduction   Sun Jul 17, 2011 12:20 am

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