Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140112004028/@comment-24148289-20140114210959

Eilonwyn wrote:



“I’ve already defeated you countless times D!”

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

“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.”

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,

“Enough!” She yelled as she began to swing wildly, blindly.

Dunlammus shrugged, a smirk growing on his foul face. “I enjoy tormenting you almost as much as Tyranil does, mortal.”

This caused Dunlammus to fire off a wave of lightning at Eilonwyn

She pulled the other dagger out shortly after

“I know plenty of suffering Dunlammus.” Eilonwyn seethed as she gripped the dagger in her hands tighter.

“Face me like a man D. Not some wimpy mage.” She provoked, pointing Ifrit at him.

“That sword…I thought you lost it…”

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn smirked as Dunlammus pulled out two Daedric Longswords

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

<p class="MsoNormal">Dunlammus was still on top of her

<p class="MsoNormal">He hissed as his fangs grew larger than she had ever seen, making their way towards her neck.

<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">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. “Gods! That’s sharp!”

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

<p class="MsoNormal">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">She gripped the scythe tighter

<p class="MsoNormal">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">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

<p class="MsoNormal">She raised her scythe and prepared to block him.

<p class="MsoNormal">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">“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">She raised her scythe and slammed the base of it into Dunlammus skull.

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

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

(hehe)