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6/6/2016 3:04:18 AM
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[i][u]"Try not to look for me. You will not find me yet. I have been watching you for quite somr time... you intrigue me.
My name is Noiratrom. A name I am cetain you have heard before."[/u][/i]
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"I can't wait for more..... Thank you for this..."
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[i][u]"Oh, there is no need to thank me. In fact, I should be the one thanking you for accepting my offer."[/u][/i]
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"R-Really?... I.... I don't know what to say...."
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[i][u]"You needn't say anything. Once I ascend into godhood, we can be together. How does that sound to you?"[/u][/i]
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"It sounds perfect... I'll help you no matter what, for my heart belongs to you."
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He smiles. [i][u]"my heart is linked to yours, my queen."[/u][/i]
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[b]Astrid smiles warmly at him and nods.[/b] "I live to aid you, my king."
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[i][u]"Then if you are ready, we shall begin our operation."[/u][/i]
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"I'm ready to go."
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He stands from his throne, opening a portal.
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[b]Astrid gets off her throne and walks towards it.[/b]
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As she approaches it, she already gets blown with a whiff of the pustulent, disgusting air. [i][u]"Let me through first. I will mask our presence."[/u][/i] Noiratrom steps through the portal.
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[b]Astrid nods and waits for him to pass through, following him once he's in [/b]
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They were inside what seemed to be a castle built for a giant, with pestilent reeking at every corner. Before she could draw breath, a bubble appeared around her mouth. [i][u]"Careful. The air here is thick with filth. A single breath could mean death to you."[/u][/i]
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"Alright, thanks for the warning. I'll be careful to not pop the bubble, I rather not die in this disgusting place..." [spoiler]daemons that are Slaashi hate Nurgle, right? I think he's Slaasesh's rival[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I think so.[/spoiler] He focused. [i][u]"She will most likely be in his main chamber. Let us hurry. I have managed to send him a viable distraction, that Tzeentch challenged him to a magick duel. It should give us some time."[/u][/i]
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"That's good, it should provide us enough time to escape with her...." [b]Astrid loads her crossbows.[/b]
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[i][u]"Follow me. I know this place too well for my own good..."[/u][/i]
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"The way you say it, it must be awful..." [b]Astrid smiles at him and starts to follow.[/b]
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[i][u]"I spent tens of thousands of years under the slavery of Nurgle. I had to take hundreds of showers once I liberated myself from his control..."[/u][/i]
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"Ewww, I can't imagine how gross that must have been. All those diseases and sores....." [b]Astrid shudders at the thought.[/b]
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[i][u]"Best not to think of them."[/u][/i] The architecture of the place was strange. Old, rotten stones, rotten doors of wood, moss everywhere, it was like an old, abandoned castle.
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[b]Astrid nods and takes a few mental pictures of the place, checking for weak points that they might use one day.[/b]
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[i][u]"The central chamber is near."[/u][/i] She could hear it. The distant, pained moans of agony.
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"And I'm guessing that's Isha.... Poor girl.... I've never been a fan of suffering....." [b]Astrid readies her scythe and sneaks towards the chamber.[/b]
