Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-24449631-20140203220625

As Rowan slowely walked the streets of Riften, he saw things he would have enver seen when he was still normal. He took it all in with a devious smile on his face. once he came to the old town square that he needed to cross to get to the factory he saw the body of a small child laying infront of him. It didn't take long for him to notice it was the paperboy.

The corpse had already attracted some flies but it still looked pretty fresh. under it lay the newspapers he always tried to sell. Rowan looked down. sighed and shoved the body to the side with his foot. Rolling it out of the walking path. After that he rubbed his shoe on a moist brick on the ground.

Tch, now boots are filthy

Rowan thought without remorse. He then continued his walk to the new city district. Wherever he stepped a cold chill annd at the same time unsettling warmth followed him. The flowers and plants that were few in the city shivered as he walked by. just a tiny bit. you wouldn't be able to see it with the naked eye, but they did.

Once he came to the new market square the peasants instictively made the road clear for him. and moved to the side at the sight of him arriving.

Rowan felt absolutely great by the way. he couldn't conceal his big grin across his face as he saw his mere presence made people react. It was Boethiah hanging over his shoulders. Proud of her new agent. She had given a mortal the power of a god, but unlike Molag Bal she found it far more interesting to have them keep their conciousness, rather than turn them into mindless slaves. She enjoyed their... creativity, in doing her bidding. And enjoying it.

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Rowan had arrived one more at the entry hall of the Black Briar factory.

The overseer however was not intimidated by Rowan's new form.

"hey? you think making you look taller with magic is going to get your job back? By the way, give me one good reason why I sho-"

his voice was silenced as he felt his head being released from his useless body. The body on the ground still spazzing out. A peasant woman who saw the beheading started to scream and ran away, competely hysterical. Rowan let go of the head. It fell down and made an empty and hollow noise.

Rowan showed a smirk.

As he looked at the factory. he started to concentrate. Using a detect magic essence spell he was able to locate all the beaumanic valves in the entire complex; he concentrated and broke every one of them.

Within the factory people started to panick. the machinery made ungodly noises as it's brass and steel was bended by Rowan's will.

A lot of the workers started to make a run for it. overseers threatening to shoot them if they didn't go back to their posts; but they were over powered. the momentum of fleeing workers pushed the overseers along in a tidal wave of panick and fear.

Rowan started to laugh. As he locked all the doors and windows of the complex. Some people got stuck between them as they tried to escape. gasping for air as their bodies were violently rammed between the metal lockdown doors.

Rowan did all of this while he stood outside in the courtyard of the factory. but he could hear faint shouts of panick come from within the building.

''Let's heat it up shall we? ''Rowan joked to himself

''let the rats... burn''

as he turned on the furnace.

Meanwhile behind him two guards had appeared with the peasant woman looking from a safe distance. Hiding behind some crates

"Hold it right there!" one of them shouted as he pointed his gun at Rowan

the other did exactly the same. only he was shaking.

Rowan simply looked amused at the two guards. He simplt rose his hands from under his coat and suddenly the beaumanic spring within the gun overheated.

Both the guns exploded in the guards' hands. They both cried out as they felt the shrapnel drill through their hand from the explosion.

"M... M..Magic" one of them uttered

"Indeed, you're right" rowan mocked and pointed his finger at the first guard. Who cried out even more when the flesh started to melt away from his body. Desperately looking at his collegue like he knew how to make it stop. by the time he had turned to him. his eyes were competely gone and the other guard looked horrified into the empty eye sockets of what used to be his friend. now nothing more but cloth and bones.

"What are you?" The guard looked back at Rowan, he never had been so scared in his entire life.

At that moment the entire Factory building exploded behind Rowan, he didn't face it, but rather looked at the Riften guard. A fiery ball of flame and billions of little pieces were flung into the air. followed by a massive heatwave and thundering sound.

"A god" Rowan answered.

The guard started to cry but he had little time as Rowan merely looked at him and his head turned unwillingly so far from it's atlas it snapped and the lifeless body of the second guard fell newt to the pile that once was a human being. The peasant woman had seen it all and was paralized by what she saw. Rowan's shadow reached the end of the road because of the huge fire storm that once was the black briar factory projected it on the now red cobblestones of Riften.

Rowan simply walked off. Not even once looking back at the factory where he once was a mere rat.