Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140317024638/@comment-5543592-20140403023000

Goldflame33 wrote: (Umm... are we going with that, Shille?) (With what?)

They were lead up the winding steps of the Tower up to the throne room.

"Keep your mouths shut." Said the Captain before he swung open the doors.

Curvos was lounging in the throne, petting his Sigil Stone.

"You've caused me a lot of trouble.." Said Curvos. "And when one is trying to rule an Empire, time is of the essence." Curvos rose from the throne. He had grown whole metre (around three feet) since the group had last seen him and stood at 2.5 metres (around 8 feet) tall. He was dressed in a set of black robes but it was clear that underneath them he was covered in an uncanny amount of muscle. The robes, although gigantic, were a little tight on him, and covered every inch of bare skin.

"Shor's bones, Curvos, what happened to you?" Asked Emrey in horror.

"He really let himself go, didn't he?" Said J'Baad.

"The last time we met I was weak.  I could not fight because I knew I would fail.  Dagon sensed my weakness so he... upgraded me." Curvos was observing the group behind his mask.

Curvos pulled out his dart crossbow from behind his back.

"Now I will make all your pain equal to the trouble you caused me.  Which was a lot.  Who wants to be the brave soul to die first?"

J'Baad seemed to sink further into the crowd.

"Listen Curvos if you're going to kill anyone, kill me.  It's me you're angry with." Pleaded Emrey.

"Oh, I'm not going to kill you Emrey.  No, first you're going to watch as I kill each and everyone of your friends.  Then I will put you out of your misery.  But for starters."

He leveled the crossbow at Emrey and shot the former Tribune a few centimetres to the left of his heart. Emrey made a choking sound, stumbled backwards a step, and hit the ground hard. Blood began to flow to the wound quickly.

"Who's next?" Asked Curvos causally.