Re: U n t o l d

[Spritz]

Castien desperatly listened to Kulukath's thoughts, all the while tormented by dread, anxiety and anger. She was practically being pummeled by Elohir, and suddenly, with extreme force she threw him backwards, making him stumble and fall into the wall. There was no time to retreive the dagger, not now. She suddenly felt her powers return, full force, and extending her fingers, she let a harsh blow of electricity zap into Elohir, lifting him off the ground and pinning him to the wall.

I'm ok. My powers are back.

[Guest]

[ lol Thínil is gonna come in now ]

Thínil was walking along, hearing the commotion in Elohir’s hut. It surely didn’t sound like the love-making that was supposed to be commencing between the two of them. Curious, Thínil walked over to the door and pressed her ear against it, hearing one of them being battered around quite badly. Thínil knocked on the door loudly, “Elohir? What’s going on in there?”

Kulukath smiled broadly. That’s my girl, he commented quietly. You beat the living daylights out of that creep. Give him an extra punch for me, would you? I’ll be here, trying to get out of this… Kulukath severed the connection between them and began pacing, trying to think of a way to bring down the wards without setting off an unintended trap.

[Spritz]

Castien grimaced slightly as she heard a sudden knock on the door, and clamped Elohir in place, freezing him in his current position for a minute or two, suspended against the wall, defying the rules of gravity. Harsh blue light swirled around the tips of her spread fingers, and she kicked the door outward harshly, staring broadly at Thinil, who was standing there. Her face hardened, before she gave a pleased smile. "Here to join the fun?" She chirped, before threatening to blow her backwards with a powerful blast of energy.

Kulukath, stay where you are. Dont you dare move a muscle, because if you get hurt, its twice the harship of trying to get us out of here.

[Guest]

Kulukath rolled his eyes angrily. I’m not incompetent, Castien, he scoffed before sitting down in the far side of the cell, his hands throbbing from where he’d tried to grip the iron bars too many times. Though this was true, Kulukath wasn’t about to argue with a woman. That was a chance he wasn’t willing to take.

Thínil’s mouth dropped open as she saw Elohir pressed against the wall, seemingly just floating in midair, though Castien’s arm was raised up, and it was obvious it was she who was doing this to him. Putting on the air of her usual warrior self, she commented thickly, “Castien, put him down. Now.” She stared harshly at her sister, ignoring the threat of magic. “You don’t and I’ll have Kulukath’s throat slit right now.” Thínil’s mouth quirked into a vicious smirk.

[Spritz]

Castien's dark, beautiful eyes held the glint of sheer anger in its purest form, and as her sister spoke, the magic that was swirling around her palms and lacing in between her slender fingers was starting to thicken, grow brighter, and she had to force herself from using it on Thinil. Snarling once at her threat, she narrowed her eyes. "You bet I will." Castien hissed out, and whirled around, using another strong wave of energy to throw Elohir down, away from the wall, harshly pumeling him into the dirt.

[Guest]

Thínil winced when Castien threw Elohir into the dirt, but she wasn’t about to help him, despite her longing attraction for him. “Good. Elohir,” Thínil said, never taking her eyes off of her sister, “What do you want me to do with her?” Thínil grimaced at her sister angrily, clenching her fists.

[ woah fail O_O ]

[Spritz]

Castien brushed past her sister, making sure to hit her shoulder on Thinils as she strode past. She stooped down as she neared something that was glinting in the dirt, and reached for it, grabbing it with her fingers and lifting it slightly, then realizing that it was Kulukath's poisoned dagger. A slight smirk formed on her lips, and she stood, expertly flipping the knife in her fingers, and looping the belt around her waist, just as Kulukath had done. Elohir had managed to pick himself up, out of the dirt, and narrowed his eyes harshly, now even more determined to get at Castien, if just to show her who was boss around here.

[Guest]

Thínil thought she’d at least get some sort of thanks. Instead, Elohir’s obvious lust for Castien grew stronger, more apparent in his eyes. Keeping her straight “pokerface” on, she commented, “I’d stay here, if you don’t want that precious demon of yours to get killed because of you. And if it’s true—you’re a mother—you don’t want his death and his blood to be on your shoulders for the rest of your life, do you?”

[Spritz]

At Thinil's words, Castien's hand raised to her flat stomach slightly, and her eyes seemed to glit with a sadness that wasn't likely of her, in a normal circumstance. Her hand still rested lightly on her stomach, and she turned, gazing back at her sister with troubled eyes. "What did I do wrong?" Her words were soft, her voice low and having an air of sadness. "What did I do to deserve this type of treatment!"

[Guest]

Thínil’s gaze hardened on her sister, and she quickly strode over to her, hatred plain in her eyes. “Because,” she snarled through gritted teeth, “You took him from me.” Thínil grimaced angrily. “And ever since you’ve been gone, it’s gotten to him. He hasn’t lived a day in his life without him mentioning your name at least once.” Thínil’s heart crunched painfully. “And I’m going to gain his favor by giving him what he wants more than anything—you.” Thínil shoved past her sister angrily.

[Spritz]

Castien felt a familiar pang strike through her heart, as Thinil snarled angrily in her face, eyes clearly holding jealousness and anger. Castien's eyes softened for a split second, as she mentioned that Elohir hadn't ever forgotten about her, but then they hardened again within a moment. Setting her jaw and lowering her head, she grabbed her sister's arm harshly and held her in place, staring straight into her eyes. "You have him!" She hissed, her jaw tight. "You take him, because I'm already taken!" Elohir strode forward, seperating the two she- elves, and looking at each one of them in turn.

[Guest]

Thínil shook her head, “That’s a lie. I can’t have a man who’s heart is already ta—” Thínil shut her mouth as soon as she felt Elohir pull them apart. She grimaced and gently tugged her arm away from Elohir’s grasp, averting her gaze. “What do you want now?” Thínil commented harshly. “I got Castien for you, what more could you possibly want?”

[Spritz]

Castien felt Elohir's hand push her and her sister apart, and she recoiled harshly, whipping backwards and stepping away from him, her eyes flashing harshly. "Stay away from me, you beast!" She cried, stepping back again, the harsh blue light starting to radiate from her fingers. Suddenly, she turned and started to run, her bare feet slapping down onto the ground, carrying her away from the remaining pair. Elohir, in sudden desperation, turned to Thinil, stooping down and pressing his lips against hers, though it wasn't in a comforting manner.

[Guest]

Thínil turned to watch Castien leave angrily. Before Thínil could shout angrily at her sister, she felt Elohir’s lips against hers, though it wasn’t tender like she’d hoped it’d be. Instead it was rather cruel, but Thínil couldn’t help herself but wrap her arms around his neck.

Kulukath had been pacing back and forth again, the guard yelling at him to stop pacing and that it was “disturbing the peace.” Kulukath grimaced and finally stopped pacing, sitting down on his haunches. He’d been electrocuted three other times, and it was starting to get to him.

[Spritz]

Racing wildly through the village, Castien knew where she was headed. Her long golden hair was whipping out behind her in the breeze, her eyes fearful as she turned her head, looking back behind her, to see that many of the elven warriors were starting to chase after her. She couldn't harm her people, thus refused to use her powers on them, just continued to run, run as fast as she could, towards the dungeon.

Elohir smiled a bit, before pulling away from Thinil. He turned, pulling out his own bow, and notching an arrow onto the taught string. "Get Castien."

[Guest]

Thínil couldn’t help but feel her knees weaken, and when she pulled back, she searched his eyes, wondering what had brought on this sudden change in him. Not that she didn’t like it, but Thínil felt that she was being too easily manipulated by him, just by her lust. Nodding, Thínil took off, following the sounds of Castien’s footsteps.

[Spritz]

"Kulukath!?" Castien was surprised to hear a sob escape her lips as she skidded into the dungeon. It was dark and dank, and she didn't remember it like this. What had happened to her people!? What had happened to the graceful, peaceful ways of the elves she remembered! As her eyes tried to adjust to the darkness, she felt strong arms grip around her midsection, and she gasped slightly, before elbowing the guard swiftly in the gut, but he held onto her firmly, before slipping a hand under her chin and pulling her around to face him. Her eyes widened in fear, as she saw it wasn't an elf at all. A huge, no monsterous ork had his hands tightly around her, and her face paled slightly.

[Guest]

Kulukath was immediately on his feet, “Castien! Castien! Where are you?” Kulukath rammed at the cage again, only to be shocked and thrown back yet again. “Castien!!” Kulukath yelled, trying to get to her. “Where is she!?” He yelled at a guard. “Where is she!”

Thínil skidded into the dungeon, her sword drawn from its scabbard. Thínil nodded to the ork, “Let her go, she’s not yours.” Thínil easily slashed the ork’s back with her sword, wrenching him off of her, grabbing her wrist, and putting the sword to her throat. “Get back to Elohir.” Thínil snarled.

[Spritz]

Castien cried out, hearing Kulukath's urgent voice echoing around her, from far off down a tunnel. What? A tunnel!? She almost vomited when she felt the ork's mightly grip strengthen around her waist. Suddenly, he let go of her, and she fell to the ground. Before she was able to stand however, her wrist was grasped in someones hand, and she was thrown against one of the dank, dirt covered walls, a sharp blade to her throat. Thinil was glaring at her angrily, and she set her jaw, before trying to struggle out of her grip.

[Guest]

“Don’t struggle, Castien, lest you want your precious Kulukath to die by my own sword.” Thínil grabbed her and pushed her in front of her. “C’mon, let’s get going. We have no time to be wasting.” Thínil shoved her back up the stairs.

Kulukath heard Castien’s screams, and he shouted, “Castien! Whoever you are—leave her alone!” Kulukath yelled. “CASTIEN!” Kulukath yelled. “Let go of her!”

[ sorry if I’m power-playing Dx ]

[Spritz]

"No!" Castien snapped her arm away from Thinil, pulling backwards as her sister started to drag her up the stairs. She struggled in her grip, and managed to twist away, before she was shoved back up the stairs again. Racing to the top of them, she whirled around and thrust out her palm's, ready to intraduce magic if needed, her face set, eyes hard and glittering slightly.

[Guest]

Thínil snarled angrily, “Castien! You know Elohir isn’t going to let you go! And if you come down here, you’ll only be cornered. There’s no way that you can get past the barriers I’ve set up around Kulukath. You’re not going to get to him. He’s going to die in there. And it’s all your fault.” Thínil smirked then called out, “Oh, Elohir! I found Castien!”

[Spritz]

Castien set her jaw harshly, but she didn't move. The magic started to grow, as her anger boiled inside her veins. The sparks of power skuttled over her fingers and palms, inching up her arms, and starting to glow brighter. "Stay away from him." She said evenly, threatening Thinil again. Standing perfectly still, her knee's braced incase anyone tried anything, she shook her head. "Let him go. I'll do what you want, protecting this god damned village."

[Guest]

Thínil nodded carefully, watching her sister’s anger grow. “Fine. But…” Thínil stumbled on her words for a minute. “Elohir will hate me forever.” Shaking her head, Thínil made her decision. “I can’t let Kulukath out until you do what Elohir wants. I’m sorry, but it’s not going to happen.” Thínil stood firm, not caring if she was struck down with magic then. At least, if she failed and was killed here, Elohir wouldn’t have to be disappointed with her.

[Spritz]

A cruel smile crossed over Castien's features, and she moved back down the steps, pushing past her sister, and having no idea where Elohir was in the first place. "Yeah, Sister." She accented the word, spitting it out like it was poison to her lips. "I'm sure you're sorry." She didn't dare look at the ork guard as she moved past, knowing that as soon as Thinil told him to, he would be on her in seconds. She needed to see Kulukath.... Even if it was one last time.

[Sponsored content]