Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140816182744/@comment-24685738-20140819234326

“Let me go, Krivat!” Tara yelled, attempting to charmspeak. The instant she did, one of the centipedes bit her again, and she screamed in pain. Krivat chuckled, evilly, and wandered over to where she was strapped down, on the table.

“Your pretty speech won’t work here, darling.” He whispered to her, before taking her hand.

He squeezed…. And squeezed… And squeezed…

Tara screamed in pain, black spots flashing in front of her eyes. “Stop it! Stop it!”

Krivat laughed, insanely, and turned to the Nord child. “What are you doing here? I thought you had a job.”

“I’m sorry, Lord.” The girl replied, before bowing. “I will return to Vivec.” The girl turned and sighed, walking towards the door. Just before she exited, she disappeared, in a flash of golden light.

Krivat sighed, turning back to Tara. “Strangest Half-Blood I’ve ever seen.”

Tara said nothing, but felt a tear build up in her eye. He had been controlling children! Young children! What was wrong with him?!

Krivat used a single claw to drag a bloody cut down her arm. “Tara… I don’t know what’s happened between us in the past, but I want you back… Come back to me, love… You know you want to.”

Tara shook her head, focusing on the one place she really wanted to be right now…

“He’ll die, soon enough.” Krivat said, apparently reading her thoughts.

Tara struggled to lift her head. “What?!”

Krivat laughed, cruelly. “He doesn’t care for you, dear! No one does! They’re not even searching for you!”

“Y-you’re lying…” Tara whispered, but even she wasn’t so sure. Tristyc would try…. Wouldn’t he? She knew Maren and Vaniel wouldn’t look…. They wouldn’t even care… They were probably glad…

“He never cared for you…. He only wanted you for your pretty little face…” Krivat whispered, dragging a finger down her cheek. “No one cares for you… Except me… I want you back, love…”

Tara shook her head, weakly, but she was beginning to listen, a bit.

“I love you, Tara…” Krivat whispered, smiling slightly as he realized he was winning. She was going to come back to him. “You love me, too… Come flying home, little sparrow…”

“B-but… T-Tristyc…” Tara whimpered. “H-he’s…. c-coming for m-me…”

“Wrong!” Krivat roared, and he seemed to grow bigger, filling the entire room with darkness. He cast a spell, and it seemed as if a one-sided mirror appeared, staring down at Tristyc as he got in the boat. “He’s going to Vivec! He’s forgotten about you!”

Tara closed her eyes, and felt another tear slide down her face. “Tristyc…”

“He doesn’t love you, Tara!” Krivat roared. “He’s abandoned you!”

His voice became softer, as he slowly inched nearer. “The only one who hasn’t abandoned you… is me…” His face was only a few inches from hers, now. “I love you…”

Tara felt another tear slide down her cheek. “Krivat…”

“Don’t say anything, my sparrow…” He whispered, closing the distance between their lips and kissing her, passionately. Tara could move, or scream…

So, she did the only thing she could: She bit his lip.

Krivat roared, pulling away. “How dare you?!”

He slowly began to change, becoming a monstrous, scuttling mass of insects, which formed into a scorpion-man, with two tails instead of one. It was…. Terrifying, and hideous. The children in the corner of the room began to scream.

“Fine… You won’t come back to me of your free will!” Krivat jumped over, grabbing one of the children by the arm. The little boy shrieked, trying to get away. The Son of Namira swung him in, towards his monstrous mouth, and began tearing at the flesh of the Dunmer child.

“N-no!” Tara screamed, but it was too late. Krivat had devoured the boy, bones and all.

He grinned, maliciously. “Now…. You can come back to me, or I can eat another one… And another one… Oh, and they’ll scream… They’ll cry…”

He came closer, once more, and Tara could see the bloodstains on his horrible fanged teeth. “And they’ll beg for you to save them… But you won’t listen, will you?” He laughed, staring at her shocked face. “When these run out… I can always get more… My hunger is vast, my hatred unquenchable. You will come back to me, my sparrow, or all of the nestlings will be devoured…”

He smiled, cruelly. “That one tasted much like your own child…”

Tara felt more tears slide down her cheeks, leaving tracks behind them. “Y-you…. Monster…”

“You’re just catching onto that?” Krivat laughed, throwing his head back. “You’re not the brightest, are you, girl?”

Tara stared at him, sobbing. “W-what… d-do I have to d-do?”

Krivat grinned. “Break that little group… Tear them apart, one by one… Except for the Daughter of Meridia… Her, I want to be mine…”

Tara nodded, sadly, already wanting to throw up for what she was about to do. “I c-can’t do it alone…”

“I know.” The Son of Namira said. “Elva!”

The Nord girl appeared again, her eyes glowing. “Yes, sir?”

“Help the Sparrow. Do whatever she asks.”

“Yes, master.”

Elva, who appeared to be only about seven years of age, walked over to Tara and released her from her binds.

Tara stood up, rubbing her wrists, and still crying. “Take me… To Vivec…”

The girl nodded, and the pair disappeared.