Sinegard Academy for the Wayward

[milkmaiden38]

Angela

Angela arrived outside the caddie wearing her “witch” outfit to include the traditional black pointed hat. For weapons she had her two magical daggers, the throwing dagger in her boot, her two desert eagle hand guns, three potions, and the scroll. In her hands she was carrying the Marine 32 multishot grenade launcher.

She had placed the two Benelli M4 tactical shotguns, sniper rifle, and two Colt M4 carbine in the back seat. All were reloaded and ready for action.

Angus and Gem

Angus arrived wearing golden armor with two short swords from his belt and the great sword slung over his back. The golden plate armor covering his powerful chest sparkling in the lights from the house. He looked like a true fighter.

“Shit… where did you find that?” Angela asked

“Professor’s house” Angus replied

“An upgrade from the football uniform” Angela commented.

Gem was still wearing her slinky black dress, but now she also carried a wizard’s staff. It had a beautiful large green gem on top.

Angela could not help herself and said “Going as the slutty sorceress?”

“I think it is better than a slutty witch/vampire, who’s boobs are too big for her corset” Gem replied with a nasty smile.

“Thanks… that was the look I was trying to pull off!” Angela said back "I think it is better than college EMO!" She added looking at Ravyn in her black and grey skirt and school sweater, with grey socks and black boots.

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

As van opened the trunk of the car the dark and carpeted interior seemed deep as a well, and upon peering in seemed nearly empty. Even as some of the larger items went in it seemed to swallow them whole. “Trunk of holding…nice” someone remarked.

With personal items stowed, the group all piled into the sleek black auto. “Big Angus you ride shotgun…might be a bit of a squeeze in the back”. He held the door open for the ladies in the group and gently closed the door behind them. Listening to them bicker about whose attire was the sluttiest made him laugh as he felt like the five of them looked like they were going to a Halloween party at the Playboy mansion. Still, he couldn’t argue with scenic display as he adjusted the rear view mirror. Ravyn, being slightly smaller than the other two was nestled in the middle, bookended by two sets of massive tits, shifting and bouncing as Gem and Angela made themselves comfortable. Ravyn sat with her knees together in her short school dress. He adjusted the mirror accordingly, hoping she might catch on subtly and offer him a view of something more. He had gotten the feeling that his long looks were perhaps giving away his hand, but he didn’t want to risk upsetting her. Especially just now. It seems as if there were lots of changes happening for many of the group. But still, he couldn’t help the occasional glance.

As they set off there were conversations and chit chat , mostly idly passing the time. The sky darkened and with the fog it was difficult to tell just where they were and what time of day it was. They stopped briefly once it what looked like an ATM machine but much larger and more ornate, steampunky even. Van returned with a small velvet coin purse that he tucked into his jacket pocket.

By the second stop they had been in the car for a good while…”This will be the last stop before the Shaddowfel … might want to stretch your legs…. The surrounding parking lot was mostly dust and gravel… anything beyond was virtually invisible…. There was a pay phone under a streetlight, a small set of vending machines near some public toilets, adorned by a large map showing the relationship to just what realm they were in. Spiralling roads marking popular devils crossroads and paths between any number of the hells and other planes… including the shadowfel. In the middle was a huge well lit building with a large blue and gold sign that said “Blockbuster”. “I’ll only be a minute… welcome to join me or stay out here.” Van said as he walked in the door.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Ravyn climbed in and sat silently, arguing with the Other in her head as to their course of action. But when they finally got out at the rest area she sighed, "Just cause I'm not as endowed as you doesn't mean I need to dress like the whore of Babylon. And I'm not an emo, this is just the way I like to dress. It helps me to blend with the crowd."

"After all, why would anyone notice me, when they have your tits to look at?" Ravyn commented. Hell, her own brother ignored her most of the time so it must be working. "Can you do anything magical, or is it limited to making your tits bigger and your clothes coming off? Maybe a cantrip to trip a man into your pussy? Maybe a ward to keep him from escaping your terrible skills in bed?"

Turning away she walked into the building and looked around. The selection seemed limited to the b horror movie genre. George E Romero, John Carpenter, Stephen King.. ew.. Ghost Buster 2???

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angus

As Ravyn walked away from the car, Angus looked at Gem and Angela.

“You two need to pull it together. We are a team” he said

“Us?” Gem asked

“Yes!” Angus snorted “You are starting to become what people, commonly referred to as “haters”. People that feel the need to criticize, belittle, and mock others, often without any valid reason.”

“Those clothes are a valid reason!” Angela said to defend herself as she laughed at her statement

“Haters often harbor deep-seated feelings of insecurity and low self-esteem. By putting others down, they attempt to compensate for their own perceived inadequacies. Criticizing and belittling others helps them momentarily alleviate their own feelings of inferiority, providing a temporary boost to their fragile self-worth.” Angus explained

Angela stopped laughing and grew serious.

“We were just joking around.” Angela explained “I was trying to lower the tension level. Going to Shadowfell, after ripping off a bunch of stuff from the Raven Queen, might be perilous!”

“Ok, but I think Ravyn took it the wrong way” Angus pointed out “Let’s be supportive and uplifting.”

“I hate being positive” Angela grumbled

“Angus is smart, handsome, and right” Gem said as she wrapped her arm around Angus’ massive bicep. “I’m going to be more positive!”

“I hate positive blonde bimbos!” Angela grumbled. She got a look from both Angus and Gem. “I’m joking… I joke… that is what I do!” she said to both of them.

“Let’s go” Angus suggested

The three of them walked into the video store. Gem saw Ravyn “Ravyn, we like your outfit. Sorry about the negative comment”

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van watched as the others entered the store and started looking around. The place was just as anyone of a particular age might remember fondly. Three or four aisles of what anyone might expect… Horror, Action, Comedy…the usual. Along one wall there were a few video games and one of those impossible claw machines. They even had a replica Zoltar machine that would tell your fortune or perhaps even grant you a “wish”.

The guy behind the counter was in his early 40s but dressed like he was a teenager. His belly peaked out from underneath his shirt and fell over the top of his TMNT belt buckle. His faded and small blue staff shirt identified him as Carl. He had two small flair badges. One said, in infernal “Please be Kind … Rewind” … and the other was written in Deep Speech…”Employee of the Month”. His sandy hair was long and greasy, tied back in a ponytail accentuating his ever encroaching male pattern baldness.

He spoke rather unenthusiastically and with a prepubescent cracking voice as Van approached the counter. “Hello Sir, welcome Blockbuster. We’ve got the titles you want for less…Make It A Blockbuster Night.”

Van opened his wallet and retrieved a well worn membership card. He looked around the room and then back to the clerk. “I’d like to see the classics” … but Carls attention had been pulled over to the other customers. Van looked down and saw him sporting a semi and groping himself through his Old-Navy cargo shorts. Van snapped his fingers in the guys face until he suddenly became aware. Vans eyes popped a bright yellow. Bright enough anyone watching from behind could see the illumination on poor Carl’s face…”Carl! Fucking pay attention Carl….the classics….if you please” he said again politely… nodding slightly to the drawn curtain in the corner.

Carl muttered something in Abysal as he walked over and pulled back the curtain. It was a small closeted area filled with… again what one might expect. “ Housewives, hookers, girls gone wild, busty babes, and one copy of Ron Jeremy’s greatest Tits.”…. Van reached for a seemingly mid-filed copy of “The Care Bears Movie”. He pulled the top corner and the rear wall slid over to reveal a set of stairs leading down. Carl left him to his search and went off to a storage room, likely still thinking of any one other three rare hotties that had just walked into his shop… or … Knowing Carl…. It could have been Angus. Carl was in such a hurry that he left the curtain open.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Turning her head Ravyn looked at Gem, “If you mean it, accepted. But I’ll wait to believe it. To many times I’ve experienced Belittle, Befriend, Betray.” she said without emotion. She wasn’t angry, irritated, or sad.

“So we’re stopping here so he can watch a porn flick?” she asked moving through the video’s. ‘Don’t tell mom I slaughtered the babysitter,’ was miss filed, if everything was alphabetical. But then so was Zombees and Zombisaurus: The Jurassic Undead.

Moving over to Van she asked, “And we're here.. why?”

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van gestured Ravyn over to the newly revealed section. “These…are the memories of the withered… most souls sent to the hells are…. How do I put this…. Rather …. Mundane. Basic even. But sometimes a soul is too tortured, too damaged even for use by the most devious of demons. So, they’re sent here… to the archives. Sometimes for study, or depending on the secrets they might hold, used for blackmail or other nefariousness. These three in particular are quite well known throughout the hells, but few have ever actually seen them or know of their whereabouts… the only ones who know of this particular cache are those that hold the contracts of the souls owners, whom are essentially void. Bad business deals, but worth a ton in collateral… to the right party. I’m willing to bet, the Queen might just have kind of appetite for such… delicacies.” He took the three boxes to the front, and stacked three soul coins neatly on the counter. They shrieked and moaned until Carl took them and closed them in the register before retreating again in to his duties. “One left” he said flipping it between his fingers…. “Why not try your luck”…gesturing again… this time towards the claw machine….”Or perhaps make a wish? (Motioning to Zoltar) Although I’ll warn you…fortunes in this place have a funny way of bending the fine print… it is a crossroads after all.” He flipped her the large iron coin. It was warm to the touch and though silent, pulsed slightly in her hand.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Catching the coin, Ravyn rolled it in and out of her fingers a few times, then the Devil’s Coin joined it, followed by the Dice. Was it two die or three?

They moved so weirdly it was hard to track, much like a shyster and a shell game. After a moment she looked up at Karl and smiled, her eyes turning to embers and half her face boiling away like wax to reveal the Other glaring at him.

She/it turned her human lips up in a joyless smile that never touched their eyes. “I’ve already made a deal and got my wish..” She sighed before her head turned slightly and The Other revealed it’s full face to Karl, and only Karl. “Perhaps you’d like to roll the dice?” it asked.

Karl knew that face. Or at least enough to recognize it. No one wanted to ever meet. Fuck.. Here in this place? FUCK!!!!

“No.. no.. dice..” oh what the fuck to say to.. that ONE! “Um.. we’re closed. Now!” he stuttered before stepping back into the office and locking the door.

Were they here for him?! What had he done to deserve that?! He’d made the bribes, paid the dues, reported EVERYTHING!!

Ravyn turned to look at Van, slipping the soul coin into his hand. "Apparently, he didn’t want it," She said as she slid past him, her hand brushing his chest in their rather close proximity.

“Crossroads are a dangerous place to hang out, never know what’s gonna happen along.” She told the rest of the group as she headed for the vehicle.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gem and Angus

As everyone looked about, waiting for Van to finish whatever he was doing, Gem and Angus had a chance to talk.

“Sorry about the poem during the chain devil fight” Angus apologized for a second time

“I was not mad about the poem. I was mad that I lack the magical training and spells to fight these monsters.” Gem admitted

“After the nap, you said you have more powers?” Angus asked

“I think I gained experience from the fights we have been in, and suddenly I understood how to cast higher level spells. I also picked up this staff.” Gem explained.

“That’s great” Angus said as encouragement. "I think you have always helped in the fights."

“Thanks. Anything happened while I was sleeping?” Gem asked.

“Angela, tried to talk Van and myself into a threesome. It didn't work.” Angus told her.

“That little undead slut!” Gem growled. She looked around the store for her and saw Angela in the porno section. She had just finished shoplifting the “Ron Jeremy’s Greatest Tits” tape. Gem marched over to her.

“What the hell are you doing?” Gem asked Angela

“Nothing” Angela replied innocently.

“You tried to have a threesome with Angus and Van, while I was napping!” Gem stated “Now you are stealing pornos?”

“Hey, keep your voice down. I was not stealing the tape… I was going to pay” Angela

“I thought you liked men?” Gem asked

“I like everything” Angela said as she placed some money on the counter. “See, I paid.”

It was about this time, Ravyn and Van returned. Gem and Angela got out of their way.

As Ravyn talked to the clerk, Gem could see “The Other’s” full face in reflection of the Office door window. The neon lighting and window glass distort the face.

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van shrugged, as Ravyn’s hand lingered on his chest. “I guess he didn’t”…he said taking back the coin. He walked past the others smiling. “Hi guys… ready to go?” …. He walked over to one of those “chicken egg” machines…he dropped the coin in and a small plastic egg deposited in the receptacle. “Unseen Servant…Cool!” He stuffed it into his pocket and walked out the door. He caught up with Ravyn and opened the door for her to get in. He lit a cig, leaning on the hood until the others were ready.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Ravyn looked at the door of the car for a moment, “You do realize I can open my own door, yes?” she asked before her eyes glowed with hellfire for a second. “If I wanted to have sex.. would you?” Ravyn asked, curious.

She couldn’t, of course, there were still ramifications if that happened. A demon lose on the world. Would the potential birth finally allow her to die? If she did die where would she go, hell for all the bad deals she’d made? Hell just making a deal was bad enough. Heaven for trying to do the right thing? Limbo for fucking it all all and getting stuck in the middle? Angela wouldn’t have a clue, she still thought she didn’t have a soul.

“I never have, and I’m curious.” she explained. “Thought about it, dreamed about it. But I’m not gonna jump in bed with just anybody.” As she talked, she played with the hem of her skirt.

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

“Yes, I do…. And yes I would…but that would be your decision. Although, I’m not completely ignorant to your … situation….. or rather knowing how the fine print typically works south of the border….. I don’t know the particulars of your unique arrangement ….But if you’re asking if I would want to…the answer is yes.” He said without leaving her gaze. “But this…” he gently touched the side of her cheek and for a flash, following the trace of his hand , Ravyn’s “Other” was slightly and only briefly visible, like a face through a thin veil…”this dosen’t scare me or put me off…just in case you were wondering” … he left the door open for her to close herself as he walked around to the drivers side.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gem

The face of “The Other” was Ashmadae, Duke of The Abyss! A high lord of the underworld. Gem knew very little about the various power beings in hell or their hierarchy. But she knew he was one the list, somewhere. Som many questions came up for Gem. Who or how did he ended up inside Ravyn? What held him there? What would happen if he got out? Should she share this information with her friends?

She got inside the car and sat quietly, thinking about what she should do.

Angela

There was something about a new mission that excited Angela. The power of knowing that she would need to get around obstacle that blocked her way to success. It just made her feel good. She was ready and her teammates had grown impressive and seemed ready too.

With a smile on her face, she followed Angus into the car.

“Let’s rock and roll” She told Van.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

As he touched her face she could feel the other, “Your saying it doesn’t matter tells me it does matter, or it’s a special kink for you.” Ravyn commented. “It’s like telling a girl I don’t care that your white, or have one leg. Mentioning a thing makes it an issue.”

“And if you’re gentleman enough to open a door you should be gentleman enough to close it.” She told him as he got in the car behind the wheel. “My only issue with you.. the number of women you’ve slept with...”

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van realised with Ravyn’s comments that perhaps he had forgotten just how young she actually was. He felt bad that he couldn’t help but chuckle a bit to himself. “Well, if my “number” is an issue then I guess I was wrong about a lot of things. And since going back in time and not fucking anyone isn’t exactly a option…Good luck with all of that. Not too many Prince Charmings this side of the veil.” He said before leaning over the front seat and opening the door for Angus. “Climb in buddy, I’ll trust you can shut the door yourself…that’s not commentary on chivalry or me trying to fuck you or anything… although May I say your horns are looking ravishing these days.” The look on Angus’s face was enough to send him into another more boisterous fit of laughter. “Next stop….The Shadowfel”

Once clear of the crossroads Van lifted a small switch on the gear shift. Depressing it with his thumb, thick clouds of smoke shrouded the exterior of the car and again they could see nothing. They could feel the force of the vehicle making sharp turns and the occasional tire squeal. Then a sudden drop, like from the top of a rollercoaster or a mountain bypass. Then, nothing again apart from a low rumble of the engine. “Welp, this is it… far as the road goes… I guess we’re walking from here.” He said popping the trunk and exiting the vehicle.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Shadowfell

As they all got out of the car, the place looked as before. The sky overhead was a featureless black. Everything lacked of color and light. Everything looked as if the color had been leeched out of it, leaving nothing but black, in the dimness, lighter black.

Around them were rock monoliths looming on all sides, divided by dark ground and small barren bushes. There were also bones, many of them humanoid, though the bones of dragons and other monstrous beasts were visible as well. Some of the bones flicker with ghostly radiance, which did little to illuminate the darkened expanse. In some places, vast mounds of rubble or dunes of sand and dirt appeared piled up.

“Looks like they still have not gotten the lights fixed.” Angela joked as she grabbed her weapons

“Don’t forget the visions… and the madness” Gem said with a smile on her face. The gem on the top of her staff was glowing proving her dim light so she could see a little bit.

“What is the plan?” Angus asked as his golden armor looked much less impressive in the dim, colorless world.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Van apparently wasn’t interested in communication, Ravyn decided as he derided her for wanting someone with a lower sexcapade adventure. She didn’t know how many ‘individual’s’ he’d been with, probably on the far side of a hundred. He was like M’Kael, ‘stick it in a hole until you’re done whipping the cream’.

Was why was she thinking about it, it was never gonna happen until she separated this thing from herself. Climbing from the car she looked around, “It’s not that bad, kinda like home.”

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

“Well that explains a lot.” Van said as he started to holster his devils trap pistols and demon blades. “Wait… these are just going to get taken aren’t they? Eh… fuck it, they’re company property anyways. I uh….gotta take a piss.” He said retrieving the blockbuster boxes and placing them into a small satchel. He then disappeared briefly behind one of the large dragon skulls, only to return a few moments later, buckling his Italian leather belt and zipping up.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Ravyn wandered for a minute looking at things as she waited for Van to return.

The girls around her mocked her clothing, mocked her hair. Saying how pretty she was, for a fucking ghoul that should have stayed in it’s grave. Tabitha pulled her pigtails, her braids, her ponytail, hell even if it was long the girl just wouldn’t stop.

And then it happened, Ravyn looked at her, “Burn with me.” she said and grabbed Tabitha’s head and slammed her face into a table. Tabitha managed to escape when four other students and a teacher dragged Ravyn off the girl. Three weeks detention, a month hospital time for Tabitha.

When Tabitha returned she walked up to Ravyn and called her a ‘fucking psycho!’.

Two months later she got out of the hospital with a broken arm, torn rotator cup, broken nose (again), and four missing teeth.

Ravyn was transferred for being a troubled student. And the meds began.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gem and Angus

Gem and Angus had seen Ravyn’s vision. It shocked both of them how brutally she had beaten the other girl.

“Wow that was rough” Angus commented.

“That was not her, it was The Other, inside her. That being is capable of much more. Ravyn was probably holding it back” Gem commented. “She should have been thanked not punished”

Another vision formed

The morning sun was streamed through the blinds, casting bars of light across the room. Gem slowly stirred from her sleep. She stretched her body, causing the satin sheets to slip away from her bare body.

“No… no… not this memory!” Gem gasped in shadowfell. But her pled did not stop the vision.

In the vision, her naked toned, taut stomach moved rhythmically with each breath as her large exposed breasts rose and fell in the same motion. The way the sun hit her figure, the shadows accentuated her curves, it was intoxicating.

As her eyes opened “Who shall I torture today?” She asked herself. An evil smile appeared on her lips. She sat up as the satin sheets pooled at her slim waist, her massive, glorious breasts swaying softly. Her gaze dropped to her pride and power. Her breasts could control people, fill the viewer mind with awe and intimidation. They had grown so large recently and she was only 18.

Evil determination glowing in her amber eyes, she stood up and walked out of her room. Emerging naked from her room she headed for the kitchen. As she grew near, she could hear the sounds of the two estate scullery servants.

She entered the kitchen and they looked up both of them gasped.

“Ms Devonshire…” One of the young man protested weakly.

“I ask that you to call me, Gem… and I’d like the two of you to fuck me, right here and right now.” Gem stated firmly.

“But… if we are caught” The talkative one tried to point out.

Gem walked over “Stop using your tongue to talk and use it inside my mouth” The servant did as she ordered as the other servant dropped his pants revealing his hard cock.

The vision faded

“Gem, don’t feel too bad. I’m sure those two young men fantasized about an encounter with you like that.” Angus said to make Gem feel a bit better.

“My parents walked in on us. Those servants were fired. And I was sent to the school” Gem explained.

“Why’d you do it then?” Angus asked “You seem to like being naughty”

“I don’t know why” Gem gasped as she struggled with the disturbing vision

“My guess” Angela said as she came back around from closing the car trunk. “She engages in bad behavior as a means of escaping her overbearing family, seeking attention, even if it is negative attention from them, and she gets off on the power of such a beautiful body.”

Gem stared daggers at the vampire, but did not say anything.

“Hey, it is just a theory… don’t get pissed at me. I was trying to help and be positive” Angela answered with a smile.

"When the others get back, my thought on a plan is just to walk up to the guards and tell them we are here to see the Queen." Angela suggested

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

“Sounds good to me!” Van said zipping up and lighting yet another cigarette. “The direct approach does seem best in terms of transparency. She has something we want, and perhaps there is a deal or an arrangement to be made. Skulking about the place seems a bit futile given she likely already knows we are here.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Probably,” Ravyn replied gesturing to the dragon skull Van had stepped behind. On top of it, watching them, was a Murder of Crows. Silently watching as they all blinked in unison.

Stepping off the balcony Ravyn hoped it would finally stop. The voice in her head constantly telling her to kill, to make them burn. Twelve stories she fell before she hit the concrete at 2 am. The doorman of the Hotel found her, the sound of her body hitting was loud in the stillness of the night.

After she arrived in the Morgue, the attendant cut her clothes away, his fingers playing across her skin with lecherous intent. Turning away for a moment he didn’t notice as broken bones contorted back into place. When he gazed at her again, he licked her nipples, before his fingers slipped into the folds between her legs. Her right arm jerked up, grabbing his throat, his eyes bulged as her glowing orbs opened and burned into his soul.

“Burn with me,” she whispered as he screamed. The sound echoing through the empty halls. Her skin burned as she sat up, her face scary passive. Spreading her legs she pulled him close and kissed him. He burned from the inside out. Turned to ash in seconds.

Walking naked through the halls she found the locker room and took a shower before stealing some clothes and leaving.

A black Cadillac pulled up as she walked out, a man dressed in a rather expensive suit, sunglasses, and an earpiece connected by wire to something inside his jacket paused and watched her, before he held the door open for her and entered after her.

"Are you alright, Miss?"

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angela

“Ok, follow me” Angela said as she led the team into the barren waste lands of this area of Shadowfell. Angela was using her “cup of shadows” spirits to help guide them towards the castle.

“This cup has been handy” she told the team as they climb through a massive bone field. There were bones of all sorts of dead humanoids everything from goblins to giants.

After about 30 mins of hiking through a dry stream bed, the bed widened between canyon walls. The path was choked with dead, black, dried-up plants. There was a hanging stench of death in the air. There was also a sense of gloom and depression. Beyond the jagged outcropping at the canyon’s eastern entrance was a cave.

Along the canyon’s sides and in the dry river bed were a variety of corpses most skeletal, but a few had some flesh on them. One was even dripping with fluids.

“I don’t remember this from last time” Gem said.

“If I did not know better…” Angus said “This seems like a monster's lair”

“Shadow spirits, I wanted to go to the fortress of memories!” Angela asked.

“We took you to the place you needed to go… not the place you wanted to go” The spirits answered.

“Crap” Angela groaned and turn towards the team. Her back toward the cave. “What should we do now?” she asked

Behind her, in complete silence, the head of a massive shadow dragon came out of the cave. It had broad protective plate that expands from its forehead and the spikes protruding from its chin.

As more of the dragon came out of the cave, the other could see a frill running the length of its neck, and its tapering wings extend down the length of its tail. The dragon’s eyes glowed a blue silver color. It's scale were dark and shadow like.

Angela noticed everyone looking over her shoulder and turned around.

“Reeking flesh bags! What manner of intruders wander here uninvited, tainting my glorious home! Present tribute to your better or your filthy flesh I will flense from your bones, and your miserable carcasses will be in my belly!”

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van, hit the key fob for the Caddy…the lights flashed once and then the whole car seemed to blend into its surroundings. The others just looked at him a bit puzzled. “Well it’s not exactly the best neighbourhood is it?” He watched Angela’s ass as she led the group along the path…followed by Gem and Ravyn. It was certainly not a bad view by any means. He and Angus trudged along behind the others, trying not to let any visions slip.


When the dragon emerged…Van stepped into line with the others and knelt down bowing his head. After a moment he realised he was the only one kneeling and reached up to Angela and Gem… gently pulling them downwards by the cleavage as it was pretty much the only handhold he could reach. Through the side of his mouth he quietly murmured “kneeeel!”

“Greetings, formidable shadow. We are but humble travelers who kneel before you, acknowledging your formidable presence and dark and ancient power. We beg upon your pardon and wish only to gaze upon your greatness and perhaps hear of your great conquests and hoarde so that we might better pay tribute ….um …. Ooooh Dark One.” He said eyes closed…after a moment of silence he opened one eye and tried to look around to see if he indeed was or was not about to be eaten.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Ravyn’s eye glowed for a moment before she bent, and knelt in a rather stilted manner. Almost as if she was fighting herself or her brain said one thing and her body wanted to reach out and snap the Dragon’s jaw from it’s face.

In Draconian, with a rather definitive Dark Speech slant she said, “Greetings most illustrious and foreboding Master of Shadow and Night. We are simply seeking to travel through these lands to make treaty with the Queen.”

“I am not the speaker for this party, but I have skill in your native speech if so desired.” Standing up she kept her eyes lowered just enough to not make eye contact, that would be challenge, but high enough to not be submissive. Submissive meant lunch, in the bad way.