Insanity's Requiem: Musings of a Deranged Drow
Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 6:51 pm
*scrawled on a parchment found in the room of one Velari Baenre, distant cousin of Triel Baenre*
All of them must die. They have...wronged me in so many ways. Those slaves in the slums...they stare with those damned baleful eyes, preying on percieved sympathy. I must do away with them. All of them.
*parchment is scorched beyond recognition for a few pages*
...not work. Poison efficiancy well below necessary to kill. I can't keep dealing with these setbacks. My enemies are coming for me. I can see it in their eyes. Just today, Ismaril the Scribe made this comment about skinning Lizardmen for book coverings and bindings. I think he's hired someone to kill me.
*blood covers the remainder of the page*
is....com..he..dead *writing resumes, though handwriting is visibly wobbly*
I've done it. The fool is dead. He had a dagger in his possesion at the time. I knew he was coming to kill me! Now here I am, alive at his personal desk and he lays dead on the floor. He has a parchment listing the names of contacts here. They must all be in on the plot as well, he wouldn't simply have a list of names, would he?I can't believe my own family is in on this! I have performed my taks dutifully and efficiantly. I must stop them. They must all die. I must kill Triel Baenre.
*Here the parchment ends, signed in the blood of one Ismaril del Armgo*
Just a short intro to something I'm writing. The cliffhanger ending will eventually be resolved.
All of them must die. They have...wronged me in so many ways. Those slaves in the slums...they stare with those damned baleful eyes, preying on percieved sympathy. I must do away with them. All of them.
*parchment is scorched beyond recognition for a few pages*
...not work. Poison efficiancy well below necessary to kill. I can't keep dealing with these setbacks. My enemies are coming for me. I can see it in their eyes. Just today, Ismaril the Scribe made this comment about skinning Lizardmen for book coverings and bindings. I think he's hired someone to kill me.
*blood covers the remainder of the page*
is....com..he..dead *writing resumes, though handwriting is visibly wobbly*
I've done it. The fool is dead. He had a dagger in his possesion at the time. I knew he was coming to kill me! Now here I am, alive at his personal desk and he lays dead on the floor. He has a parchment listing the names of contacts here. They must all be in on the plot as well, he wouldn't simply have a list of names, would he?I can't believe my own family is in on this! I have performed my taks dutifully and efficiantly. I must stop them. They must all die. I must kill Triel Baenre.
*Here the parchment ends, signed in the blood of one Ismaril del Armgo*
Just a short intro to something I'm writing. The cliffhanger ending will eventually be resolved.