Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140112004028/@comment-24123288-20140114195027

''“I was once part of you, and I’ll always be stuck in your weak body. At least until you defeat me in your mind.”''

Dunlammus’ voice echoed throughout the skies as Eilonwyn stared at him. Anger shone in her eyes as she readied herself for battle once more. They were stood there, facing each other in that place where he had won that dreaded fight…

The marshes by Falkreath…

Eilonwyn was running across the swampy landscape, ready to strike.

“I’ve already defeated you countless times D!” Eilonwyn yelled as she swung her axe at the vampire, who just vanished in a cloud of bats, laughing away.

“Yet the time I won, I ruined your life mortal. Its high time I did it again.”

“N-no! I’m never going back to being that monstrosity!”

Eilonwyn whipped round and ran at the vampire lord again and again. Yet time after time all he did was vanish in his cloud of bats, laughing louder all the while.

“Bastard!” The Dunmer screeched at him. “Stay still!”

“Foolish mortal…” Dunlammus mocked. “You are far too predictable. Always ready to rush in and exhaust yourself.”

Eilonwyn stood there as Dunlammus taunted her.

I’m not that predictable am I?

“Oh, don’t doubt yourself now!” The Vampire replied with a harsh chuckle. “I’ve only just started!”

Quick as a flash, Dunlammus fired off a swarm of bats at her, as he was so fond of doing.

The bats flew at Eilonwyn at lightning speeds. They reached her in a matter of seconds, screeching, shrieking and scratching at her before she could react. The amount of bats was so high, the Dunmer couldn’t see anything but those horrid creatures.

“Enough!” She yelled as she began to swing wildly, blindly. She grinned as she felt the axe cut through the bats and restore some life to her.

<p class="MsoNormal">Thank you C’laro… 

<p class="MsoNormal">She panted as she finally made some headway in the storm, the last of the bats falling with a sickening crunch.

<p class="MsoNormal">“If my body is so weak…” Eilonwyn seethed. “Why don’t you just leave it!?”

<p class="MsoNormal">Dunlammus shrugged, a smirk growing on his foul face. “I enjoy tormenting you almost as much as Tyranil does, mortal.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn ignored him, blinded by rage she charged at him again, only for him to vanish once more. The Dunmer lost her balance and fell into the soft, muddy ground.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Heh. Why don’t you try something different mortal?” Dunlammus mocked.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I would, if I hadn’t lost everything!”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh, but you haven’t lost everything! You know nothing of loss!” This caused Dunlammus to fire off a wave of lightning at Eilonwyn and she flew up into the air before landing hard on the ground, electricity running through her.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You know nothing of suffering!” He added, throwing two daggers into her armour to keep her pinned there on the soft ground.

<p class="MsoNormal">Before Eilonwyn could even attempt to remove the daggers from her armour, she was swarmed with bats again, sustaining countless scratches and bites. Eilonwyn cried out in pain and frustration, finally finding the strength to pull a dagger out and lob it at Dunlammus through the cloud of bats. She pulled the other dagger out shortly after and stood up, no longer prioritising the bats in her mind. Eilonwyn started to ignore them, only wincing slightly at the most painful of the scratches and bites.

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn began to walk towards Dunlammus, the cloud of bats following her as she did so.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I know plenty of suffering Dunlammus.” Eilonwyn seethed as she gripped the dagger in her hands tighter.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I lost the love of my life for three years. I turned into a vampire and lost my friends. I’ve spent countless hours trapped in Red Mountain being tortured by Tyranil and I’ve almost died hundreds of times!” Eilonwyns voice went from a calm one to a screech as she grew angrier.

<p class="MsoNormal">“So don’t you tell me about suffering!” She spat as she reached Dunlammus where she stabbed his foul apparition in the neck...

<p class="MsoNormal">Dunlammus merely chuckled again. “As if that stops me here. We are in your head mortal. I decree what happens here!”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Shit, no wonder you can predict what I do so easily…” Eilonwyn sighed and sat down in the marshy land as the bats continued their relentless assault on her, trying to think of a way to stop this vampire.

<p class="MsoNormal">Nish…you’d think of a way out of here…

<p class="MsoNormal">Dunlammus scoffed in response to Eilonwyns thinking. “He’d only just think of it mortal. As much as I loathe him, I will admit that your Breton is extremely lucky.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yeah, he is…” Eilonwyn said with a smile, standing up and slashing at the bats crowding around her.

<p class="MsoNormal">They all fell, shrieking as they burned.

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn stood there, glaring at the vampire lord as he watched his bats burn with a look of angry amusement on his face.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Face me like a man D. Not some wimpy mage.” She provoked, pointing Ifrit at him.

<p class="MsoNormal">“That sword…I thought you lost it…”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Well, like you said, we’re in my head!” Eilonwyn smirked as Dunlammus pulled out two Daedric Longswords and lowered himself into his serious fighting stance.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Just like before huh? And you say that I am the predictable one…” Eilonwyn taunted as Dunlammus charged at her with a shriek.

<p class="MsoNormal">Instead of rushing to meet him like she had done so many times before, Eilonwyn stood to the side at the very last second as Dunlammus was about to strike at her neck. The Vampires momentum carried him over, past Eilonwyn as he careened into a nearby tree.

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn giggled as she watched the trunk splinter into his face, but it was cut short as Dunlammus teleported behind her and jumped on her back with a snarl.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hey…Get…off…me!” Eilonwyn grumbled as she stumbled and fell on her stomach with a yelp.

<p class="MsoNormal">Dunlammus sat there on her back, pinning Eilonwyn to the ground. She expected him to laugh, but he didn’t. Instead he just grabbed her hair and slammed her face into the dirt multiple times.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I…already…said…” Dunlammus seethed with rage as he continued slamming Eilonwyns face on the ground after each word.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You…Know…Nothing…Of…SUFFERING!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn groaned and whimpered in pain as she ate dirt harder than before.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Maybe, once I’ve finished with you here, you will understand…”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I don’t get it…This is my dream! How can I be losing!?” Eilonwyn managed to choke out between pained sobs.

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn felt herself get turned from lying on her stomach, to her back. Dunlammus was still on top of her as she stared at him, true fear in her eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">The Vampire leaned over her, his knees keeping her from moving.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I already told you girl. I rule this place…” He hissed as his fangs grew larger than she had ever seen, making their way towards her neck.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m going to turn you again Eilo…” Dunlammus threatened.

<p class="MsoNormal">“N-no…You can’t…”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yes I can. Being a Dream Walker has its perks you know?” Dunlammus chuckled a sinister chuckle.

<p class="MsoNormal">“P-please!” Eilonwyn begged. “D-don’t!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Dunlammus simply ignored her weak begging and continued his little monologue.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh, you will turn again. Only this time…I’ll make sure you are on my side of the battlefield.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn gasped as his fangs edged closer, almost like she was about to be kissed on the neck.

<p class="MsoNormal">Dunlammus gave one final chuckle as Eilonwyn closed her eyes, she could feel his breath on her skin. It made her shiver.

<p class="MsoNormal">She could feel his fangs on her neck now. She could sense that he was ready to bite. Eilonwyn braced herself, tears falling down her face.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hey! What are you doing here!?” Dunlammus yelled in surprise, moving his fangs away to sit back atop Eilonwyn.

<p class="MsoNormal">Her eyes snapped open and she tried to look around for her saviour, but she could see nothing.

<p class="MsoNormal">Dunlammus, clearly angered now, stood off of Eilonwyn and teleported out of her field of vision.

<p class="MsoNormal">She groaned and sat up slowly, searching around her for her sword. Her hand finally hit something and she yelled in pain as she cut her hand on it.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Gods! That’s sharp!” She moaned as she held her hand to her stomach as she looked over to what had cut her.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh. I see…” With a heavy sigh, Eilonwyn walked over to the object and picked it up, wincing as the fresh cut in her palm oozed blood out of it the more she moved it.

<p class="MsoNormal">She turned to see Dunlammus arguing with a figure. She didn’t need to see it to realise who it was.

<p class="MsoNormal">Silently, Eilonwyn crept up behind Dunlammus and attempted to hit him with the object in her hands.

<p class="MsoNormal">He didn’t even look at her as he teleported away.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You could do with losing some weight mortal!” He taunted as he hovered there in the sky, wings flapping. “I could hear you a mile away!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Without a moment’s hesitation, the figure teleported behind Dunlammus and cut his wings off, scythe singing through the air as it did so. The figure hovered there, watching as the vampire fell to the ground.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Why did you do that!?” Dunlammus spluttered, picking himself up.

<p class="MsoNormal">The figure floated down and landed next to Eilonwyn with a small thud. He nodded at her, holding his old scythe while he gripped his most recent one all the tighter as he turned to face the vampire lord.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Because, Dunlammus, only one person gets to torment this girls mind. And that…”

<p class="MsoNormal">Tyranil looked back at Eilonwyn, nodding before facing Dunlammus again.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Is me.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn stood there, looking confused as Tyranil continued goading Dunlammus.

<p class="MsoNormal">Odd way to say “Hey let me help you!” but I’ll take it…I guess…

<p class="MsoNormal">She gripped the scythe tighter and nodded back at Tyranil. She was eager to get rid of at least one of the people that enjoyed interrupting her thoughts and dreams.

<p class="MsoNormal">Tyranil smirked and teleported Eilonwyn to the air just above Dunlammus where she swung down with all her might, grumbling as her scythe made contact with the ground since Dunlammus had teleported away.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What? Scared to fight the two of us!?” Eilonwyn yelled into the forest as Tyranil appeared beside her again.

<p class="MsoNormal">“It seems he is afraid of us mortals.” Tyranil said blankly, peering into the trees.

<p class="MsoNormal">Suddenly, the ground began to tremble and Eilonwyn stumbled, whereas Tyranil merely hovered off the ground slightly, his wings flapping occasionally.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What was that?” Eilonwyn asked, unsure if the Altmer floating beside her would know.

<p class="MsoNormal">“It would appear we’ve underestimated him. Prepare yourself.” Tyranil advised as he flew up, high into the sky.

<p class="MsoNormal">The rumbling intensified as Dunlammus moved closer to them. He burst forth from the trees riding a sea of bats. He was barely recognisable as Dunlammus anymore.

<p class="MsoNormal">“So this is what a vampire lord looks like at full power…” Eilonwyn gazed in amazement as she looked upon the hellish form of Dunlammus. He was no longer capable of speech so he merely roared at her, taunting her, willing her to even try to take him on.

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn shrugged. She had Tyranil on her side and a wedding to live for.

<p class="MsoNormal">Determined to survive this, Eilonwyn sprinted at the Vampire Lord, diving headlong into the sea of bats.

<p class="MsoNormal">She swung her scythe wildly, oddly wielding it as if she had done for years.

<p class="MsoNormal">I love this weapon…Eilonwyn thought to herself as she effortlessly cut a path through the bats to the Vampire Lord. She glanced up to the sky to see where Tyranil was, but he had hidden himself.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Alright…he’ll help when I need it…”

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn stood in the centre of the sea of bats, face to face with one of her most hated foes, and at his full power too.

<p class="MsoNormal">Dunlammus gave up all pretences of mockery now as he ran at Eilonwyn, his claws ready to tear away at her flesh as he bit into her pulsing neck.

<p class="MsoNormal">Well that was his plan for if he reached her.

<p class="MsoNormal">It felt as if time was slowing down as Dunlammus sprinted at her. She raised her scythe and prepared to block him. Before the Lord reached her, Tyranil teleported between them and he slashed at Dunlammus face, causing him to recoil back and screech in pain as blood poured out from his face.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Her mind is mine to torment Vampire.” Tyranil said, sounding bored.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh thanks…” Eionwyn scoffed, running past the Altmer to swing at the Lords arm, cutting it off.

<p class="MsoNormal">Dunmer and Altmer descended upon the Vampire Lord as he howled in pain. It looked like they were completely in sync as their scythes danced with each other, cutting chopping and slashing at Dunlammus all the while.

<p class="MsoNormal">The howls of pain grew louder as the limbs flew. Dunlammus lay there, stumps from where his arms and legs used to be. He cried and yelled and shrieked until his dreadful voice gave out and he lay there in silence glaring up at the two mer who had defeated him.

<p class="MsoNormal">“She is mine.” Tyranil repeated as he raised his scythe, ready for the killing blow.

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn rolled her eyes and stood in front of the Altmer.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I have to do this…” She whispered. “Thanks for the help though. I know it’ll be harder battling you out of my head, but I will do one day…”

<p class="MsoNormal">Dunlammus started shrieking again as Eilonwyn looked at him, hatred in her eyes. She raised her scythe and slammed the base of it into Dunlammus skull. Bits of brain flew off the base of the scythe as she rammed it over and over again into the Vampire Lords head, anger that had been building up over months of torment finally spilling over.

<p class="MsoNormal">She stopped when she felt Tyranils hand on her shoulder.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You belong to me and me alone now.” He whispered into her ear, causing her back to stiffen.

<p class="MsoNormal">“He will never be able to contact you or cause you nightmares ever again.” The Atmer added.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Now wake up! I always enjoy watching you sleep…”

<p class="MsoNormal">

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn clawed her way back to reality, fleeing Tyranil and longing to see Nish again. The Dunmer woke with a loud yell as she felt the sting of old wounds and the fresh pain of the cut in her hand. She woke with such a start, that she fell off the foot of Nishs bed and caused quite a loud clatter.

<p class="MsoNormal">She sat up slowly and groaned, rubbing her wounded hand.