Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140813185952/@comment-5583506-20140814214832

(It's Varg's time! Instrumental version of Varg's theme!)

Varg muttered to himself in a shady street corner. The night air in the fishing village was cool and refreshing and the seagulls had all gone quiet. He took another sip from the bottle he had found.

Strong stuff, he thought. Whish I had more...

"Why do you look so troubled, mister?" said a voice.

Varg looked around from where the voice was coming from until he looked down in front of him. There stood a pretty Dunmer girl and looked curiously on him.

"It's just some problem among us adults, none of your concerns", he muttered and took another sip.

"What's in the bottle?" she asked.

"It's lemonade for grown-ups, now beat it, kid. I am in no mood to talk."

"Why?"

"Why?!" he growled angrily. "I will tell you why! Because of a woman, that's why! I had sort of a fight with one and it did not end well. There! Happy?!"

"Do you love her?" asked the girl naively.

He looked at her with a concerned expression. "What would you know about that? Do you even know what word means? Are you even old enough to be walking out here on your own? Go find your parents, kid, before I spank the shit out of you."

The girl didn't seem to take a hint. "My mom and dad often fight. Mom calls him a useless drunk and he calls her a nagging... uhm, and then he says a bad word I am not allowed to use. But as soon as he comes home from the inn after being gone for days, they break down crying, both of them. And then they start kissing and stuff and that's when they want the house to themselves so I am free to do whatever I want outside."

Varg settled his anger and looked at the girl with a raised eyebrow. "You are too smart for your own age, you know that? Alright, so you are saying that I should return to this woman of mine and kiss her to make her feel all better?"

The girl raised her shoulders. "How should I know? I am just a kid." She then darted down a couple of stairs towards the docks and disappeared into the night.

As Varg was looking after the child in confusion he heard something. At first he thought it was just the wind, but the sound was too precise for that. His senses were still keen since his transformation and so he could hear the sound from the other side of the village. It came from the inn The Salted Gallows. And it soon occurred to him that the sound was that of a name. His name... Someone was screaming his name...

"Mara!" he spat and started rushing towards the inn.

He pushed nightly pedestrians to the side as he ran as fast as he had ever done in his entire life. When he entered the inn the guests had started to play of music and therefore it was no wonder why nobody had heard the screaming except for him. He ran past the dancing drunks and up the stairs, straight towards the room from which the screaming came from.

He busted open the door and looked in suprise as the Breton which he had seen earlier was trying to take a chomp out of a naked Mara's neck. The Breton became aware of Varg in the doorway and smiled viciously as he let the struggling Mara go. She ran terrified over to the corner where she cowered in fear.

"Nice to see you here, brother", he said with a voice as calm and clear as arctic water.

"Sidion?!" exclaimed Varg furiously. "I should have fucking known!"

"You always pick the worst of times to disturb my dinner, brother dearest", said Sidion. "Luckily for me, soon that won't be a problem anymore. You see, I have new allies now. More powerful than you can imagine. Even more powerful than you, you old dog. Combined we will lay waste to this world of yours and slowly, but surely eradicate you and your little friends."

Varg could feel his anger well up inside him. "And what makes you think I will let you succeed?"

Sidion laughed maniacally. "Why wouldn't we? I mean just look at that sweet morsel over there", he said and pointed towards Mara who were quivering in fear. "I got closer to her cunt than you ever did."

Sidion had chosen the correct sentence to make Varg lose his mind. With a frustrated roar he pounced onto Sidion and together they flew out through the window, shattering the glass and breaking off pieces of the wall as well.

Varg landed on top of Sidion with the latter's back slamming into the ground.

"Argh! Fuck!" coughed Sidion as he tried to get up, but Varg had taken a stranglehold on him.

"Any last words before I rip your jugular out?" Varg snarled and tightened his grip.

"Urgh... Fuck you..."

In the precise moment when Varg was about to break Sidion's throat in, the Breton ceased to exist in physical form and instead transformed into a black mist, only to materialize in the shape of a horrid beast on one of the rooftoops.

"You are too late, you fucking wolf!" roared the monster. "Panmonieus plan is already in motion! Soon all you half-bloods will be fed to the dogs of war! And this world as you know will be plunged into chaos!"

And with those words the beast took flight and his silhoutte faded away among the starry night sky.

Varg swore loudly and returned to the inn. As soon as he entered the room where the fight had broken out, Mara put her arms furiously around his neck and hugged him.

"By the Gods!" she cried. "By the Gods, I am sorry, Varg! I am so sorry! I should never have yelled at you! Please, come back! I need you!"

"Hey, easy now", Varg replied and hugged her back. "You don't think I am able to recognise when a woman is drunk enough to have no clue what she is saying?" As their hug became tighter he felt her breasts press against his chest. "Perhaps you should... uhm, cover yourself?"

Mara suddenly became aware that she was without clothes. "Oh", she said and covered herself as fast as she could with a blanket, but clumsily.

Varg felt it was necessary to turn his back against her as she dropped the blanket too many times due to her shaking hands. "I should have come here sooner", he sighed. "Before any of this happened, before he did anything with you."

"He didn't do anything with me", Mara answered and pulled her robe over her as her shapily body disappeared under the dirt brown cloth. "You came before he had the time to do anything." She looked at Varg and smiled. She stood on her toes, leaned up to him and kissed him on the lips. "And I am grateful for that", she said tenderly as she stroke his cheeks.