Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20131221200431/@comment-10197675-20131223195100

Wind within 707 wrote: Meanwhile...

Yargon started to pick up the pace as he neared the strange light at the end of the passage. He squeezed through the last couple of feet of the narrow pathway and entered a small room and in the middle of the room stood a small alter, this was were the source of the light was coming from. Yargon walked up towards the small alter, the light shone above it, Yargon almost found it controlling. Yargon moved his hand towards the light slowly and apprehensively, his hand started shaking as he did so, the light started to close in on his him, as if it was entering him, and as his hand got closer he felt the light grow around him, it started to glow brighter and brighter. As Yargons hand touched the light, he felt a presence enter him a strong and powerful presence, Yargon felt the presence crawl through himself, it rised up his body and into his conscience, Yargon started to feel a deep pain within his head, his eyes started to glow bright yellow, Yargons whole body started floating slowly into the air gradually rising, his body started to glow as bright as the sun. The pain in Yargons head started to worsen as the presence started to overpower his conscience, in result of this Yargon started to lose control of his limbs, he could not contoll them, Yargon then blasted out a loud shout as the pain became catastrophic.

Yargon: YYYAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!

Yargon felt himself being ripped away from time itself, as the presence started to captivate him, Yargons screams became savage and the glow around him was blinding. Yargon felt his life being internily clawed out of himself, the presence started to land and the shouting stopped, the light started to gradually dim and the presence started to float back down to the ground, Yargon had been taken he was now imprisened within his own mind trapped and lost, the Presence had captivated Yargon, the presence was now Yargon. Unknown of what had just happened, Yargon found himself in Riften within his own mind, he was in a house next to a Blacksmiths, a female High Elf sat next to him at a round table, Yargon said the words...

Yargon: Ahh, finally i'm home.

High Elf women: And life flows on... my husband... The presence started to adjust to its new form, as it started to move the limbs of Yargons body, the presence then reached for its back and drawed Iceblade, it looked upon Iceblade, as it held the claymore out infront of itself. The Presence then released Iceblade from its grasp onto the ground. The Presnce then started to run back up the narrow pathway to the corridor.