Of Beasts and Knights

Thorgar: "Am i?"

Vorstan: "Hmn... Reassuring."

Girl: for me, right now, my choices are premenant death, or permenant servitude of you.

Rosa:... you care about me staying?

Vorstan: "If you betrayed us, i would have to kill you. I am unsure if i can."

Thorgar: "Servitude is the wrong word. You're not a slave."

Rosa: doubt your abilities, or doubt your willingness?

Girl: Then what is the right word?

Vorstan: "You can regenerate almost anything."

Thorgar: "...There isn't a word in your tongue. You respect my strength, so you will follow me."

Rosa: for a moment there I thought you couldn't bare to kill me.

Girl: respect... alright.

Vorstan: *he chuckles*

Thorgar: "Indeed, respect. Now... I don't suppose you'll enjoy what i'm going to see now."

Rosa: *half hearted smile*

Girl: I'll take your word for it.

Thorgar: "Follow me." *he makes a beeline for the nearest brothel.*

Vorstan: "Your company is pleasant, but not quite that good."

slightly confused, the girl follows

Rosa:... considering I haven't received any kind of real compliment since before I was captured, i'll take that

Vorstan: "You're welcome."

Thorgar: *He kicks the door in.* "ZYLEENA!" 

*There is the thudding of footsteps upstairs*

Rosa: *smiles. she actually looks happy. this is rare.*

Girl:... *her hand goes for something but she stops herself*

*Thorgar notices, and looks over* 

Vorstan: "You're easily pleased."

Girl:...sorry. Paranoia. 

Rosa: yeah well... you're nice to me,

Thorgar: "Going for a knife?" 

*A figure appears on the stairs. Lithe, and clad in chaos armour unlike their fellows. it is slim, form fitting plates.* 

Vorstan: "Trust me i haven't been trying to be."

Girl: *nods to thorgar, and then looks at the woman*

Rosa: I'm used to being beaten and raped. Trust me, you're nice compared to that.

*Twin curved swords hang by her hips, a great mane of red hair protrudes from the back of her helmet, the front of which is styled to resemble a screaming face. Most disconcerting are her feet. Four curved talons, three at the front, and one at the back, raised off the floor, form her foot, leaving a pattern of three scratch marks on the brothel's wooden floor* "Who is the southerner... Have you brought me a present?" *Her voice is melodious, but at the same time threatening.* 

Thorgar: "No. You're going to watch her. Hurt her or rape her and i'll have your head mounted on a pike." 

Zyleena: "....of courssseee."

Girl:...*gulps*

Vorstan: "Well." *he looks slightly lost for words."

Zyleena: "Well...." *She stalks forwards.* "You're quite the little creature aren't you." 

*Thorgar turns to walk out.* "Head on a pike." *he pushes the door open and leaves*

Rosa:... sorry?

Girl:... I guess so...

Vorstan: "Not usually the nice type, but i'll take it" *Recovering his form*

Zyleena: "Why did the mighty thorgar take an interest in you i wonder..."

Rosa: *smiles again* alright. You were saying?

Girl:... cause i'm the only one not stupid enough to die here?

Zyleena: "Oh? I missed the show... well thats just dissapointing."

Vorstan: "We were talking about the map i think."

Girl:.... right... 

Rosa: yeah. you mentioned the thing that the elves use to funnel magic out of the world.

*meanwhile at morkar's tent*

Zyleena "Did they scream?"

Vorstan: "Ah yes... the vortex"

*Thorgar approaches*

Girl: some did. 

Rosa: yeah. that.

*when he enters the tent, he finds Morkar sat in a makeshift throne like chair, facing his captive. The Priestess is chained by the wrists and ankles, so her body forms an X, to a large boulder, with glowing runes etched into it. she is unconscious. But whimpering and crying.*

Zyleena: "I'll have to find my own to play with later..."

Vorstan: "Without it the world would be saturated with chaos energies. The whole world would be the chaos wastes"

Thorgar: "Making progress i see."

Girl: uhuh... *she's clearly worried*

Rosa: I think I heard this once. Bray-shamen said the world was once like that. Was how the beastmen were created.

Morkar: Mental torture better than physical. Reduce risk of killing too early. *gestures to the boulder* Cygors carry these. Magical in nature. Amplifies my abilities. She cannot keep me out.

Zyleena: "Mmmm... Discomfort is a delicious emotion."

Vorstan: "It was indeed. The great war."

Thorgar: "Good... I want her alive. i have a plan for her."

Girl:... well you're rather good at making me feel that

Rosa: great war?

Morkar: *nods* she already tell me where grove is when I rape and skin her in her mind. Am extracting other useful information now.

Zyleena: "Unfortunately, i'm not allowed to give you any of the fun ones."

Vorstan: "The elves once had an empire that spanned the world. When the tides of chaos first waxed, they fought against daemonkind."

Thorgar: "Weak. She cannot see the difference between her mind and reality."

Girl:... so what happens now then?

Rosa:... huh.

Morkar: *taps side of his own head* I very practised at this.

Zyleena: "I watch you, apparently."

Vorstan: "Eventually, the tide waned, and the elves believed they had won. Despite the loss of their empire."

Thorgar: "I do prefer the physical approach. Or simply breaking their mind with the brute force of mine."

Girl: alright... Zyleena did he say your name was?

Rosa: suppose survival counts as winning for them.

Morkar: Physical approach risks killing. Even when skilled.

Zyleena: "He did..."

Vorstan: "In the face of chaos, to weather the storm is the only victory to be found."

Thorgar: *He takes a knife from his belt.* "Very skilled."

Girl:... *doesn't know what to say*

Rosa: pretty much.

Morkar: mistakes can be made. Fatal ones. Better to remove risk entirely.

Zyleena: "well then Moi peti fleur...." 

Vorstan: "Chaos's power is beginning to wax now, in fact."

Thorgar: "Perhaps."

Girl:... is that bretonnian? I don't speak it...

Rosa: huh?

Morkar: anyway. Grove is three hours march into the forest. Can show you the way. Has magical protection over it however. Cannot be found if too many of us. More than four and it forever invisible.

Zyleena: "Aw... my little flower. I'll have to teach you."

Vorstan: "The gates are advancing."

Thorgar: "Including the girl?"

Girl:... okay? *she's rather confused by this whole situation*

Rosa: oh. fun.

Morkar: including the girl.

Vorstan: "Soon chaos will run rampant once more."

Zyleena: "You really are a darling young thing aren't you? Completely confused."

Thorgar: "That leaves us with one other person."

Rosa: hooray.

Girl:... pretty much

Morkar: who you choose?

Thorgar: "...One of my warriors."

Zyleena: "So peti fleu..." *she sits on one of the tables* "How would you like to spend our time together?"

Vorstan: "Not so much if you can't speak daemonic."

Morkar: who?

Girl:... no idea

Rosa: I can imagine.

Thorgar: "Heigen..."

Zyleena: "Come now... surely you can put that mind of yours to work."

Vorstan: "Those not loyal to the gods will undoubtedly perish."

Morkar nods.

Girl: really, I'm still wrapping my head around this situation

Rosa: seem rather chuffed about that.

Vorstan: "Everyone likes to win."

Zyleena: "Its only natural."

*dey go?*

Rosa: you're not wrong.

Girl:... right.

Morkar grabs his staff and stands, releasing the priestess from the mental torture.

Thorgar:*he puts an arm under her waist, and hauls her up and onto his shoulder*

Vorstan: "And that is the ultimate victory."

Zyleena: "Chaos prevails."