Post by Rule Hound on Sept 21, 2016 20:05:57 GMT
As you all stand there watching the sun rise and fall, wondering if you will ever be free a voice begins to encroach on your awareness. The voice sounds like Lyrah speaking imperiously at someone.
then you hear
Oh, pooh, Raetus why don't you answer me... I have such wonderful things to show you.... you really must meet my new toy.....
Then the voice is gone for sometime.
All the sudden you can almost feel her mind caressing yours, somehow she has insinuated herself into the chaos of the lights. Next thing you know you are back in the real world.
Raetus feels little hands tapping him
Really, it is so rude to just ignore me like that. You are lucky my new play thing has me in such a good mood or I might have done something you wouldn't like.
I understand the love of the colors but really, to share it with a smelly she animal.....
Oh, hi Fia. [sniffing] I am sure I didn't see you there.
turns her nose up and continues her snub
Only to Have Mother Isis exit the shack.
Really Raetus, I would think you would have some class..
Lyrah perks up when she sees Gunnar and Tyr exit
well at least you had protectors to guard your virtue.
She turns and heads off. Turning back...
well the gather is coming soon, you can travel with my new toy and I
You each realize that the people who came out of the cottage baring the two who were stuck in the door were those who put gems in their arms. With one conspicuous absence... Where is Johan? Why wasn't he pulled there also?
You head back to the crossroads to find Raetus's guards and a entourage of what appears to be a extremely well dressed merchant. Looking closer you realize that this man is the drunk who had been making propositions at Lyrah at the Shield of Safety. he seems to utterly fawn over Lyrah until he notices Gunnar, Tyr and Raetus at which point his posture becomes possessive and he kind of scowls at them. Then he see's Isis and he really gets upset, enough that Lyrah has to hold him back.
Oh, let me introduce you. This is Marcus.... Marcus de Zenaro... hmmmmm... you might recognize the name deary... it is the one you stole, casting my poor pet out into the streets in fear of his life....
cheerfully
But, not to worry I helped him. He is going to build me a grand castle in Trieste!!!
turning to Raetus
Sorry sweety pie but I am going to have to refuse your proposal
this gets Marcus scowling again
I am pledging my loyalty to Trieste... I hear it has completely been neglected and needs someone with real vision to rule as dodge.
back to Isis
what while you were out frolicking things have been happening... But you can learn them latter.
Keep in mind we are talking extreme dementation here as I move forward with the events. Derangements can do interesting things. It goes on like this while you all travel to Raetus's castle. for some reason each of you is feeling the need to stick together and not travel alone. Drawn to stay in the company of Lyrah, more a need to be in her presence like you would go mad if you weren't paying her attention
As you get close to the castle
I find myself bored. You can carry on yourselves. And that work you did Raetus dear... Shoddy, my neck looks even longer than it did before you got at it.
you all can tell she is doing something but not sure what, Raetus gets worked up at the insult and looks like he is going to strike out before he pulls himself back together and talks off
Tyr, my love. You shall not be forgotten, your love of me is sublime. Gunnar, your secrets shall not pass my lips. But then again these may not be my lips after Raetus there messed them up so bad
Raetus looks back but keeps going clenching his fists
Lyrah rubs her hands down Gunnars chest while looking at Tyr. Tyr feeling a deep infatuation and jealousy is not looking to favorably at Gunnar right now. Gunnar for his part is beginning to feel animalistic urges rise in him he breaks free and forcefully throws her away in disgust
Lyrah continues to spout nonsence. working everyone up. Even taking more pot shots at Fia telling her how if she wants to be Isis's little protector then just go ahead and do it.
You all have come to the realization that Lyrah's madness is reaching epic portions and almost lashing out with her changing moods striking derangement's into you.
As she departs you can hear her say..
Now Marcus toy, tell me how you are going to bring that horrible witch to heel before I have to get a real man to do it..
Discussions as you head to the keep center around Lyrah's loss of control, her lashing out and affecting others with her own wild mood swings.
Isis has a full hate on feeling she can loose everything to this unstable bitch
Fia is sticking very close to Isis mumbling how such insanity needs to be put down
Gunnar is feeling jealous of Marcus and desperately wants to be the one to please her
Tyr is just lost, almost heartless in his coldness towards her.
You each can tell what the other is feeling, as though you are almost connected in some mad web, Raetus and apparently the militia and even the carriage drives seem to somehow share this. The pervading feeling is that somehow she needs to be stopped.
ST NOTE: OK Chris somehow they have all been sucked into some form of Madness Network. Lyrah is close to wasailing in her desperation of her particular derangement and need to be beautiful and wanted. All of them had failures on their tests. My thought is this. Very beginning of the night after they enter the castle each gets a fugue. In the fugue they each sneak off trying to find Lyrah and each encounters a memory/vision of their hands boldly ripping into her, ramming a stake in her chest and leaving her staked body upon the table. But then they have a vision of hacking, hacking with a armament from the castle wall. Their own emotions overwhelming the why "they" did it. What they are seeing is Marcus killing her through the madness web. When they each awake they believe they did it. Even Raetus is unsure if he claims responsibility as she had just pledged her loyalty to Trieste and thus the Ard Rhi making her beyond his reach. They come to in random areas of the castle, alone. The weapon from the wall is missing, and if spirits touch is used in the room it is like reaching into her labyrinthine mind. Also, in their fugue each visited the room and her staked body with their emotions running wild. One apparently came back and destroyed her in cold blood and they each believe it was them.
then you hear
Oh, pooh, Raetus why don't you answer me... I have such wonderful things to show you.... you really must meet my new toy.....
Then the voice is gone for sometime.
All the sudden you can almost feel her mind caressing yours, somehow she has insinuated herself into the chaos of the lights. Next thing you know you are back in the real world.
Raetus feels little hands tapping him
Really, it is so rude to just ignore me like that. You are lucky my new play thing has me in such a good mood or I might have done something you wouldn't like.
I understand the love of the colors but really, to share it with a smelly she animal.....
Oh, hi Fia. [sniffing] I am sure I didn't see you there.
turns her nose up and continues her snub
Only to Have Mother Isis exit the shack.
Really Raetus, I would think you would have some class..
Lyrah perks up when she sees Gunnar and Tyr exit
well at least you had protectors to guard your virtue.
She turns and heads off. Turning back...
well the gather is coming soon, you can travel with my new toy and I
You each realize that the people who came out of the cottage baring the two who were stuck in the door were those who put gems in their arms. With one conspicuous absence... Where is Johan? Why wasn't he pulled there also?
You head back to the crossroads to find Raetus's guards and a entourage of what appears to be a extremely well dressed merchant. Looking closer you realize that this man is the drunk who had been making propositions at Lyrah at the Shield of Safety. he seems to utterly fawn over Lyrah until he notices Gunnar, Tyr and Raetus at which point his posture becomes possessive and he kind of scowls at them. Then he see's Isis and he really gets upset, enough that Lyrah has to hold him back.
Oh, let me introduce you. This is Marcus.... Marcus de Zenaro... hmmmmm... you might recognize the name deary... it is the one you stole, casting my poor pet out into the streets in fear of his life....
cheerfully
But, not to worry I helped him. He is going to build me a grand castle in Trieste!!!
turning to Raetus
Sorry sweety pie but I am going to have to refuse your proposal
this gets Marcus scowling again
I am pledging my loyalty to Trieste... I hear it has completely been neglected and needs someone with real vision to rule as dodge.
back to Isis
what while you were out frolicking things have been happening... But you can learn them latter.
Keep in mind we are talking extreme dementation here as I move forward with the events. Derangements can do interesting things. It goes on like this while you all travel to Raetus's castle. for some reason each of you is feeling the need to stick together and not travel alone. Drawn to stay in the company of Lyrah, more a need to be in her presence like you would go mad if you weren't paying her attention
As you get close to the castle
I find myself bored. You can carry on yourselves. And that work you did Raetus dear... Shoddy, my neck looks even longer than it did before you got at it.
you all can tell she is doing something but not sure what, Raetus gets worked up at the insult and looks like he is going to strike out before he pulls himself back together and talks off
Tyr, my love. You shall not be forgotten, your love of me is sublime. Gunnar, your secrets shall not pass my lips. But then again these may not be my lips after Raetus there messed them up so bad
Raetus looks back but keeps going clenching his fists
Lyrah rubs her hands down Gunnars chest while looking at Tyr. Tyr feeling a deep infatuation and jealousy is not looking to favorably at Gunnar right now. Gunnar for his part is beginning to feel animalistic urges rise in him he breaks free and forcefully throws her away in disgust
Lyrah continues to spout nonsence. working everyone up. Even taking more pot shots at Fia telling her how if she wants to be Isis's little protector then just go ahead and do it.
You all have come to the realization that Lyrah's madness is reaching epic portions and almost lashing out with her changing moods striking derangement's into you.
As she departs you can hear her say..
Now Marcus toy, tell me how you are going to bring that horrible witch to heel before I have to get a real man to do it..
Discussions as you head to the keep center around Lyrah's loss of control, her lashing out and affecting others with her own wild mood swings.
Isis has a full hate on feeling she can loose everything to this unstable bitch
Fia is sticking very close to Isis mumbling how such insanity needs to be put down
Gunnar is feeling jealous of Marcus and desperately wants to be the one to please her
Tyr is just lost, almost heartless in his coldness towards her.
You each can tell what the other is feeling, as though you are almost connected in some mad web, Raetus and apparently the militia and even the carriage drives seem to somehow share this. The pervading feeling is that somehow she needs to be stopped.
ST NOTE: OK Chris somehow they have all been sucked into some form of Madness Network. Lyrah is close to wasailing in her desperation of her particular derangement and need to be beautiful and wanted. All of them had failures on their tests. My thought is this. Very beginning of the night after they enter the castle each gets a fugue. In the fugue they each sneak off trying to find Lyrah and each encounters a memory/vision of their hands boldly ripping into her, ramming a stake in her chest and leaving her staked body upon the table. But then they have a vision of hacking, hacking with a armament from the castle wall. Their own emotions overwhelming the why "they" did it. What they are seeing is Marcus killing her through the madness web. When they each awake they believe they did it. Even Raetus is unsure if he claims responsibility as she had just pledged her loyalty to Trieste and thus the Ard Rhi making her beyond his reach. They come to in random areas of the castle, alone. The weapon from the wall is missing, and if spirits touch is used in the room it is like reaching into her labyrinthine mind. Also, in their fugue each visited the room and her staked body with their emotions running wild. One apparently came back and destroyed her in cold blood and they each believe it was them.