Mantic Dorn
Old school...
Objective: A
Location: Redhaven/Mantics mind
Allies: [member="Alyona Volkovna"] [member="Corvus Raaf"]
Enemies: Sith spirits
Post 6/20
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Mantic cried as one of the snakes bit deep into his throat slashing and gorging on his flesh and blood. This was it... he began to fall yet again, had it not been for the bright light. The heat was deadly for the dark demons but oh so comforting for Mantic. Slowly his mind returned and he regained control over his movements. the flames all around him and the grand master of the jedi order did them no harm. Instead it purged the place of shadows and blackness. They both started to shine, giving light and warmth to every dark corner of the padawans mind.
In their virtual forms Mantic smiled at her, a grateful expression on his features.Above them, a round small dot started to let in the sun. It slowly grew wider as the last of the snakes whithered away into piles of crystal dust.
The ascension to the land of the living was wide open and as they both were about to leave this dreadful place Mantic suddenly shivered. From the last pyres of smoke there was movement. Through the ashes and through the smoke a vision of another place appeared.
A black face, with gleaming evil eyes stared forth. It spoke to men beneath him.
"You have failed. the jedi is alive despite that I penetraded his feeble mind. And even worse - he has been reinforced by stronger ones. I must awaken the demon. Bring me the blood!" '
The vision held haze, then it zoomed out portraying an image of an old abandoned structure resembling a warehouse in the lower districts near the river. A terrible roar shook the house, the river and the vision. It blurred and dissapeared down into the dark bottomless well.
Then they both awoke! Mantic breathed in with frenecy and pushed himself to a sitting position, panting for air.
the emergency medics tried to make him lean down again but he stubbornly pushed their arms away while he in between breaths tried to speak.
"the gangs... *pant* the gangs are fed by a cultist... *pant* ... I know the warehouse... *pant* I was... *pant* I was there...."
[member="Corvus Raaf"] [member="Alyona Volkovna"]
Location: Redhaven/Mantics mind
Allies: [member="Alyona Volkovna"] [member="Corvus Raaf"]
Enemies: Sith spirits
Post 6/20
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Mantic cried as one of the snakes bit deep into his throat slashing and gorging on his flesh and blood. This was it... he began to fall yet again, had it not been for the bright light. The heat was deadly for the dark demons but oh so comforting for Mantic. Slowly his mind returned and he regained control over his movements. the flames all around him and the grand master of the jedi order did them no harm. Instead it purged the place of shadows and blackness. They both started to shine, giving light and warmth to every dark corner of the padawans mind.
In their virtual forms Mantic smiled at her, a grateful expression on his features.Above them, a round small dot started to let in the sun. It slowly grew wider as the last of the snakes whithered away into piles of crystal dust.
The ascension to the land of the living was wide open and as they both were about to leave this dreadful place Mantic suddenly shivered. From the last pyres of smoke there was movement. Through the ashes and through the smoke a vision of another place appeared.
A black face, with gleaming evil eyes stared forth. It spoke to men beneath him.
"You have failed. the jedi is alive despite that I penetraded his feeble mind. And even worse - he has been reinforced by stronger ones. I must awaken the demon. Bring me the blood!" '
The vision held haze, then it zoomed out portraying an image of an old abandoned structure resembling a warehouse in the lower districts near the river. A terrible roar shook the house, the river and the vision. It blurred and dissapeared down into the dark bottomless well.
Then they both awoke! Mantic breathed in with frenecy and pushed himself to a sitting position, panting for air.
the emergency medics tried to make him lean down again but he stubbornly pushed their arms away while he in between breaths tried to speak.
"the gangs... *pant* the gangs are fed by a cultist... *pant* ... I know the warehouse... *pant* I was... *pant* I was there...."
[member="Corvus Raaf"] [member="Alyona Volkovna"]