Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140407143747/@comment-24449631-20140418125344

"you..." Rowan uttered again.

The figure seemed familiar to him. yet he couldn't really place her. It was a haunting feeling.

He only vagually remembered her face from somewhere, sometime. Which was pretty odd, considering how exceptionally beautiful it was.

Her dark lips were gorgeously perfect. her fiery eyes and hair, even more so.

Every slow step she made, closer to Rowan who seemed paralysed, oozed sexappeal. It was one of her most deadly weapons.

Rowan noticed he started to breath more deeply as she got closer.

Why did he feel so nervous, he hardly knew the woman. Or at least... That's what he thought.

Before he knew it. She stood there, straight in front of him.

"Hello again." Gwendolynn said with her deep voice

Rowan's nervous feelings turned into pure, raw, adrenaline.

"H-Hello?" Rowan asked confused. As he tried to place her in his memories.

"Do I know y-" Before he knew it she put his lips to his and plunged her tongue into his mouth, cutting him short.

''What! Why...'' Rowan panicked, but... He somehow didn't stop. This felt, really good.

Who is this woman why am I doing this! Reason desperatly tried to signal to him that this was wrong. It all happened so fast.

But the second when Rowan wanted to back off from her. He felt a seeding pain in his stomach.

He quickly backed away from her as he gasped for more air.

His entire lower body was in pain and he felt all power go, his legs started to get numb and shaky. Rowan had some notion as to what had just happened. He was horrified when he saw that his fears were true.

On his blue coat. a brown smudge started to appear.

He was stabbed.

After Rowan realised what had happened. He practically went into shock.

"W-w-why?" He stammered as he clutched for explanations.

"Boethiah required a sacrefice. A sacrefice for your disobedience!" Gwendolynn chanted in an angry manner.

Rowan suddenly remembered. All of it. The horrors he had enflicted. But he was so overcome with it he didn't believe it yet. Despite they were his own memories.

He fell to the ground, on his back.

"N-no..." He said as he felt more of the horrid memories coming back.

Sooner or later he was going to have to accept them as his very own deeds.

Gwendolynn licked the blade that only seconds ago had pierced Rowan's stomach. The sick bitch...

Rowan shivered and sweat on the cobblestone road. facing the evening sun, which seemed brighter than he last remembered.

Gwendolynn's dark lips were now covered in Rowan's blood. She simply smiled at him.

Rowan's face on the other hand tried to remain emotionless as he shivered and his face got paler.

She then bent over him. And put her blood covered lips on his. She wasn't going to let him die peacefully.

As she tried to kiss him. Rowan's precious breath was taken away from him. Pushing him more and more over the edge.

He gasped for air as she tried to take it away from him.

''Is this it? ''Rowan thought as he felt getting lighter.

Is this the day?