Demon's Uprising RP 001 - Playground Options

[Demon]

It was a quiet night by 8 plates standards. With only 3 quaters of the amount of the usual crowd drinking and chatting loudly in the bar. This was very strange, as the recent rumours of a 7th house appearing out of nowhere should be have been sure to attract large numbers of people eager to disuss this recent development of gossip. Kalloros sat quietly at a table, alone in a corner by himself, clutching a glass of grief and musing about the recent speculations. It was rumoured that a city had just appeared out of nowhere somewhere near red mountain and that their guildmaster was planning a full scale on house Telvanni. This did not greatly effect Kalloros as he did not tend to asscociate himself with Telvanni and he definitely had no aquantances with this new house. But still, he thought, there is always need of an assassin and when one has the abilities of Kalloros, they will always be sought after. Quietly, he payed his bill, with only a muttered good night to the innkeeper, and left for his appartment which was located above an argonian's house near the Morag Tongue guild hall. As he walked back he thought about his unsuccessful attampts to kill Jonajosa, the one who betrayed him all those years ago. The first time he got close enough to shoot a bolt into his chest, in the hlaluu plateu in Vivec, an Ordinator had tripped up and knocked him to the ground. He laughed at the memory, he had been so furious at the time but now that he thought back on it, he was lucky not to be arrested for possession of a loaded killing machine in a public place. Sighing, he opened his door, slipped out of his clothes and got into bed.

[davion]

Davions heart still not pumping any blood into his body, awakens in what seems like a dream world. Staggering to his feet, Davion looks around to see nothing but blackness, and a few short seconds after he scans the area he starts to plummit into a black abyss.

Davion screams out curse words as he falls, some of which damn himself for sending himself into hell. The poison that Davion drew out of Channlers body was for the purpose of feeding the demon lord with souls, casting who ever got infected and died with it into hell for eternity. Davion had only heard about this spell once, but never thought HE would be the unfortunate one.

Davion finally comes crashing down in what looks like a poorly fire lit throne room, with a creature in full Daedric Armour sitting on what appears to be a Throne chair.

"Wh . . . Who the hell are you?!" Davion asks cautiously getting to his feet.

"I am the lord of the underworld, and Master and Commander of the Valpyre. Foolish of you to sacrifice your life so that your friend could live. You know, i can't allow you to leave." The demon says in a evilish tone.

"So it is true, about the spell. I am in hell." Davion says, starting to laugh evily to himself. "You don't seriously think you're going to be able to keep me here do you?" Davion continues to say.

The Demon King gets a evil grin on his face and says, "And how do you supose to get out of here, if you don't mind my asking? You ARE a slave here, you ARE bound here for eternity." Then the king looks at 2 guards and signals them to take Davion away.

The two Valpyre guards get to arms reach of Davion and he attempts to break free but one of the guards stabs Davion in the stomache and he falls to his knees.

"Ha. . . . hahaha . . . . . HAhahahaahahahahha" Davion starts to laugh, "I'm already dead, was that suppost to hurt?" Davion says synically, then looks up at the guard that stabed him, pulls out the dagger from his stomache and forces the guard to jab himself in the kneck with it.

Davion says, "See, unlike YOU guys, i was alive once, and now i am dead, i don't experience the pains of the flesh anymore, but you guys, hah, you can die just as if you were alive."

The Demon King, understanding that Davion has a point, leaps from his chair, and grasps his hand around Davions neck, sqeezes his neck until his face starts turning red, and casts him back up to the plain of the living.

"Boss, why'd you do that? You just let him go!" One of the Kings henchmen says.

"Because he had a point, if i didn't get rid of him, he could have destroyed us!" The king replies.

Davion wakes up, gasping for air and holding his chest, relieved to feel his heart beating. Davion slups against the wall, legs extending towards Channler, and says in exaustion,

"You owe me one. . ." Then Davion closes his eyes and rests.