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6/6/2016 2:40:52 PM
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"Good point.."
[b]Astrid walks into the palace and looks around.[/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]
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[i][u]"He has many test subjects. But Isha is his most prized one. His way of showing his twisted love."[/u][/i]
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"He doesn't know how to be a good lover... Just more reasons to hate him...."
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[i][u]"Luckily I do..."[/u][/i] He chuckles, going down a flight of rotten stairs.
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[b]Astrid follows him down the stairs, slightly nervous about how stable they are.[/b]
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He holds her hand, but he was so large that he basically held her entire body in his hand, picking her up. [i][u]"Here. Let me help."[/u][/i]
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"Thank you..." [b]Astrid smiles at him and switches to her crossbows, ready to act as ranged support for him.[/b]
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The tunnels grow dark and damp, they were approaching the inner chamber. [i][u]"Get ready... as soon as we free her, he will know."[/u][/i]
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[b]Astrid nods and switches to Magik dampening bolts.[/b]
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The room they entered was simply horrific. Tubes with strange lifeforms in them were living agonizing lives as they were used to test Nurgle's plagues. Each of them was mutated by a horrible, monstrous disease... they were like vegetables. Unable to barely remain conscious. [i][u]"Try not to let this place taint you as it has tainted me so long ago. Try to remain pure..."[/u][/i]
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"I want to put them out of their misery.... Let them finally know peace..."
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[i][u]"I would wish to do so as well. But that would attract too much attention, and the wrath of Nurgle. To do so would completely shatter my plan. I am afraid we cannot do such a thing."[/u][/i] He says, walking past them.
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[b]Astrid grips his arms and sighs sadly, her eyes filled with sorrow towards their pain.[/b]
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[i][u]"Funny, I had never thought of seeing a former servant of Slaanesh feel sorrow from pain."[/u][/i] He chuckles lightly. [i][u]"It's why I chose you."[/u][/i]
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"I-It is?..." [b]She looks at him with confusion,[/b]
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[i][u]"Indeed. You are so different from the rest of them... they blindly follow Slaanesh into madness, giving their body and soul to the god. But you... you did not. You wondered about your place in life. You wondered about your future. [b]your.[/b] future. That is why I chose you. Because you cared about yourself."[/u][/i] He smiles at her. [i][u]"That is why I wanted you by my side. I didn't want to let such wonderful uniqueness fall into the madness of Slaanesh."[/u][/i]
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"Thank you...." [b]Astrid smiles up at him and softly hugs his arm.[/b]
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He smiles warmly at her, despite their surroundings. [i][u]"And I am glad you have decided to join me. I was planning on having offspring in the future, but I want real offspring. Not like my father, who cloned his sons. I want real, natural infants."[/u][/i]
