Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140927032239/@comment-29458028-20140928033625

(That was the Potentate? Thought he would be behind a couple of his guard XD.)

Kyrylla focused and channeled her flame energies into the arrow, letting loose an exploding flame arrow at the horses of the two men, aiming for the weak spots. If the horses went crazy, the man in the middle would be in for a rough jostling.

She aimed for headshots on the imperial infantry. Some hit, some missed.

Sorin passed the letter to Revyn, who opened it and read the contents aloud.

Sorin said "The court wants to see you."

(OK, what's on the letter? Revyn is a psycho, so I can guess it's an arrest warrant. If so, Sorin and Alyssa would have to get Rostei's body out with Imry.)

Alyssa awoke. Pain still moved around her body, especially in her left arm, but it was fading, replaced by the warmth she felt when her powers were at maximum. She got off the bed, noticing the amount of blood everywhere. Her blood. She also noticed her arm was back. She called up flames and played with them, having the same ease as before.

Alyssa felt the calling, the calling to drink blood. She realised it could be supressed after a while, as she disintegrated into flaming bats, flying out of the window and taking a few rounds. Alyssa flew in through the windows again and reformed before Sorin, saying "What have you done to me?"

"My blood now flows in you, my immortal bride. Coldharbour's power enlivens your veins and multiplies your power. The barrier between you and I has fallen."

Alyssa smiled as the crimson mists formed around her hands. She tried out her new vampiric powers and said "looks like I have to drink blood, like you."

"Yes, here's a potion, don't go sucking it from people unless you want to kill them, OK? It takes some time to get used to it."

Alyssa took the potion and drank it.

(Kyrylla is in for a nasty surprise when she gets back) -

Felrion led the wench out of Windhelm, unaware of the huge cloud of bats that took loops around the city. He saddled up, the girl sitting in front of him. With a crack of his whip, the horse started for Solitude.

He wasn't sure how he was going to purchase property in Solitude, but he didn't care. One house to make the lady happy, then maybe one visit per week. He wouldn't even care if she took other lovers. In fact, he would be happy to funnel in gigolos if needed.

After all, she was nothing more than a new toy in his eyes.