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Kristoph swung Darkrend at one of the guards. The blade barely made a scratch, but it did it's work. The body immediatly fell over, and melted into ashes. The other guard stepped back.

 

"That's... the sword! Where did you find it?" the guard asked.

 

"A realm," Kristoph replied. He swung the sword at the guard, and the ashes hit the ground. Kristoph needed to get to the armoury to recover his equipment and then find his sister, or whatever comes first. He began to walk down the hallway, seeing how the cells were all empty, and skeletons lined chains inside. He came across a wooden door. He kicked it open, finding three guards having a drink. They rose to they're feet, unsheathing swords. Kristoph felt the urge to toss the sword, so he did. It froze in the air, between the triangle of the guards, and exploded, turning the guards to ash. The sword swung back to Kristoph. He grabbed the sword out of the air, and grinned. One heck of a blade. He approached another wooden door, and kicked it open. Inside was some kind of torture chamber, blood lining the tools, and the stone walls imprinted with incomplete writtings. He walked through it, and as the area darkened, Darkrend responded with power, fueling itself. The filled wounds began to become flesh, healing completly. As he walked through, he found another cell, larger than the rest, but lined with blood, and darker than any room so far. Kristoph felt a tap on his shoulder, and as he turned, he saw nothing, but he heard footsteps. Darkrend's reaction to the dark was complete, and Kristoph could see everything perfectly, like a night eye. He saw a guard walking around, a key in his hand. Kristoph crouched in a corner, and when the guard walked by, he grabbed him by the neck.

 

"Answer my questions and you can walk away," Kristoph said. He kept a light grip so the guard could talk.

 

"Where is the armoury, and how do I open it?" Kristoph asked. The guard choked a bit, and replied, "right upstairs, it's always unlocked, just open the door."

 

"Now, where is my sister?" Kristoph asked.

 

"Who? We've had several female prisoners since we got here. Most of them are dead," the guard replied.

 

"Her name's Alena," Kristoph tightened his grip on the guard's neck.

 

"Kristoph? Is that..?" a figure stepped out from the shadows inside the cell. Alena for sure. Kristoph took Darkrend, and slit the guard's throat, and let go as the ashes landed onto the ground.

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Selene was taken to the wedding by carriage, she got out and was wearing a beautiful blue gown, matching heels and holding a fan. She had blue jewelry on and a peacock feather headdress on. And her hair over one shoulder in slight curls.

 

 

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Kristoph opened the cell door by cutting the lock right off. Darkrend was sharp enough to cut the hardest steel, making it easy to tear through enemies. Alena's legs were cut wide open, so she couldn't walk. Kristoph heard voices behind him.

 

"What do you mean you can't kill him? It's not that hard."

 

"He has the sword. We can't kill him no matter how hard we try."

 

"Give me one second," Kristoph whispered to his sister. He stepped out of the cell, and had Darkrend in hand. There were two guards, one in Dwarven steel, the other in banded iron. The one in Dwarven steel unsheathed a hammer the size of a child. The other guard unsheathed a sword, fashoned from steel.

 

"Drop you're weapon and we will offer a fair trial," one of the guards said. Kristoph sprinted foward, and in the blink of an eye, he held the guard in banded iron by the neck, Darkrend ready to cut.

 

"You let my sister and I walk free and I'll offer to keep you alive," Kristoph replied. The remaining guard stepped back.

 

"But, how do you control it?" Kristoph heard the man mumble to himself. Kristoph cut the throat of the captive guard, and the ashes faded into the air. Kristoph then went for the last guard. He swung his hammer in deflection, though Darkrend slammed against the hammer, and a sharp sound could be heard. The sword proved better than the hammer, and it twisted to the side. Darkrend was now pointed right at the rib cage of the guard.

 

"Last chance," Kristoph said. The guard grabbed the tip of Darkrend.

 

"Then leave. But don't go back to the guild. Goto Winterhold, and find a man named Burns. He'll want to see you." The guard gripped the end of the blade as his hand began to bleed. And the guard fell over, turning to ash.

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OOC

 

ok sorry didnt av time to post As some buds invited mé to role playing

 

Oh and that thing with selene not being a happy vampire Can we pretend that it happened before selene moved in :P? Didnt think baut her living there lol :P

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