Everindela
07-30-2007, 08:22 PM
((Took some liberties here... Hope no one minds. If anyone cares to play along. Chime in.))
"This will hurt... Alot." She smiled.
"No wait... I changed my mind. I want to go with you." Jianilde stammered.
"I already told you it was too late." She smiled again. "Are you ready?"
It was all to surreal... Chained, naked. Head shaven clean of her dirty blonde locks. Jianilde's eyes darted around the dank basement. She smell of sweat and blood and the faint musk from passions past seared her nostrels. Setting her eyes on her captor she took a deep breath.
"Wait! What if this kills me?" Jian gulped.
"You've heard of the undead right?" The woman chuckled as she threw the lever. The whirr of electricity and metals grinding. The room became lit with the bolts of light and the smell of searing flesh. She tried with all her will not to scream. However, one cannot control themself as they are being burned alive!
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
***
Jianilde jumped in a panic to the light of the afternoon sun. "Damn the light." She muttered. "That damn dream again." Wiping her forehead clear of the sweat that had gathered she enhaled deeply and stood from her bed. She quickly made way to the windows to shutter them. Things still didn't make sense. Her memory was foggy at best. Things were not the same as she could remember. As she turned to enter her bathing room she recounted what she could. She was found some months ago by a group of Blood Knights in training on the beach in tattered robes which barely covered her modesty. Her body was shaven clean from head to toe. (At first they mistook her for an undead but this was quickly discounted when it was discovered that she had a thumping in her chest.) It took weeks for Jianilde to remember her name and then it was discovered that some sort of inheritance was granted to her. Only recently did most of her memories return. Her first order of business was to repurchase her deceased parents home in Silvermoon City. However a scant two or three weeks was missing from her memory and she could not remember.
"I think a bath is in order." Jian says to herself in the mirror. Drawing herself a bath with her special water she disrobes and tests the warmth with her toes. She never felt clean any more. Sitting in the water and scrubbing with the best soaps she could buy would not help. It just all felt wrong. A knock at the door to her room and the creak of her door alerted her.
"Jianilde?" The voice reverberated from the bedroom.
"In here Dela." Jianilde answered as she flicked her gown back over her frame. The Forsaken woman entered the bathing room with a look of distain on her gorgeous face. Her glowing eyes flicked around the room and then on to Jian's slender frame.
"I am going to Orgrimmar for more training. Transitioning from being in the shadows to screaming at the top of my lungs with a bastard sword in my hands is liberating." Everindela smiled. "Was there anything that I needed to pick up?"
"Just more soap from that druid is all. I'm nearly out." Jian groaned as she shook the nearly empty glass vial.
"Very well then. I am off." She turns to walk out the door and stops in half stride. "Jianilde. I thank you for letting me stay here. I don't know what I would do with out you. These last few months have been worse than when I became this... Abomination."
"It is not a problem my friend." Jian smiled. "Just take it one step at a time."
"Agreed. I am off. Good luck with your bath." The warrior sighed as she quietly exited the room.
Sighing Jianilde flicked off her gown and slid into the warm water. An electric feeling rushes through her as she begins to absorb the mana from the water. Closing her eyes she takes a deep breath and submerges herself. An eternity passes before she lifts her self from the water and takes in fresh air. Glancing at the mirror Jian watches the green glow fade from her eyes and become the blue was was most accustom to. She needed to hit the path and get back on her feet. She needed to find some friends. Just where to start was the question.
"This will hurt... Alot." She smiled.
"No wait... I changed my mind. I want to go with you." Jianilde stammered.
"I already told you it was too late." She smiled again. "Are you ready?"
It was all to surreal... Chained, naked. Head shaven clean of her dirty blonde locks. Jianilde's eyes darted around the dank basement. She smell of sweat and blood and the faint musk from passions past seared her nostrels. Setting her eyes on her captor she took a deep breath.
"Wait! What if this kills me?" Jian gulped.
"You've heard of the undead right?" The woman chuckled as she threw the lever. The whirr of electricity and metals grinding. The room became lit with the bolts of light and the smell of searing flesh. She tried with all her will not to scream. However, one cannot control themself as they are being burned alive!
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
***
Jianilde jumped in a panic to the light of the afternoon sun. "Damn the light." She muttered. "That damn dream again." Wiping her forehead clear of the sweat that had gathered she enhaled deeply and stood from her bed. She quickly made way to the windows to shutter them. Things still didn't make sense. Her memory was foggy at best. Things were not the same as she could remember. As she turned to enter her bathing room she recounted what she could. She was found some months ago by a group of Blood Knights in training on the beach in tattered robes which barely covered her modesty. Her body was shaven clean from head to toe. (At first they mistook her for an undead but this was quickly discounted when it was discovered that she had a thumping in her chest.) It took weeks for Jianilde to remember her name and then it was discovered that some sort of inheritance was granted to her. Only recently did most of her memories return. Her first order of business was to repurchase her deceased parents home in Silvermoon City. However a scant two or three weeks was missing from her memory and she could not remember.
"I think a bath is in order." Jian says to herself in the mirror. Drawing herself a bath with her special water she disrobes and tests the warmth with her toes. She never felt clean any more. Sitting in the water and scrubbing with the best soaps she could buy would not help. It just all felt wrong. A knock at the door to her room and the creak of her door alerted her.
"Jianilde?" The voice reverberated from the bedroom.
"In here Dela." Jianilde answered as she flicked her gown back over her frame. The Forsaken woman entered the bathing room with a look of distain on her gorgeous face. Her glowing eyes flicked around the room and then on to Jian's slender frame.
"I am going to Orgrimmar for more training. Transitioning from being in the shadows to screaming at the top of my lungs with a bastard sword in my hands is liberating." Everindela smiled. "Was there anything that I needed to pick up?"
"Just more soap from that druid is all. I'm nearly out." Jian groaned as she shook the nearly empty glass vial.
"Very well then. I am off." She turns to walk out the door and stops in half stride. "Jianilde. I thank you for letting me stay here. I don't know what I would do with out you. These last few months have been worse than when I became this... Abomination."
"It is not a problem my friend." Jian smiled. "Just take it one step at a time."
"Agreed. I am off. Good luck with your bath." The warrior sighed as she quietly exited the room.
Sighing Jianilde flicked off her gown and slid into the warm water. An electric feeling rushes through her as she begins to absorb the mana from the water. Closing her eyes she takes a deep breath and submerges herself. An eternity passes before she lifts her self from the water and takes in fresh air. Glancing at the mirror Jian watches the green glow fade from her eyes and become the blue was was most accustom to. She needed to hit the path and get back on her feet. She needed to find some friends. Just where to start was the question.