When Rivers Runs Red

[Dr. Strange]

"Uh huh, and your normal strength? Your uh..." She paused looking for the right word. "your energy?" She asks, snapping her chains against the blonde's armor making a satisfying clang.

[Marquis Lythis]

Rem was obviously still having trouble understanding. "Physical strength? Well, if I constricted tin can here, I could crumple him into a bloody mess inside the armor. And I choose when and how much electricity I release, though my normal defensive shock is only enough to stun. It'll hurt like nothing else, but won't kill most beings as large as yourself."

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

The soldier sighed. "Oh, for crying out loud. I don't have any ****ing clue why I'm still here. Care to tell me why you aidn't lettin' me go?" He paused. "And I dun' like being called tin can, a'ight? I'm called Poro."

[Dr. Strange]

"Good name, Poro. Too bad you won't live long enough for it to be remembered." She chuckles. "And what's YOUR name son?" She asks the other.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

"Hah. Your lady friend over there said she'd let me live. And trust me, you aidn't seen nothing..." He frowned.
The soldiers gulped again. "Archa, ma'am." said the blonde. The other quickly added, "Charles, ma'am."

[Dr. Strange]

"Good boys." She apts their helmets gently then glares at Poro. "You have a sad mission indeed. I might let you go, I might not. Sorain has no control over me and I her. SHE promised she wouldn't kill you but she said nothing about ME."

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Poro frowned. "It's my job. I've been asked by 3 people to kill Olhal; one request from my lord, one request from my now dead father, and one request from the mage, Jankhe. I'm getting rewards from all 3 of em." he muttered. "Just about anyone would do it for that. I bet Olhal wouldn't decline three rewards just fer killin' a man, he kills people every day."

Archa seemed overall much more nervous than Charles. Charles was sweating badly, and his face was like a tomato; however, Archa seemed to have come to tears. Both Poro and Charles apparently didn't notice or didn't care.

[Dr. Strange]

"Aww, sweethart. Don't cry." She whispers, pulling him up. "I'm not going to hurt you. Your friends are another thing."

Sorain came back, bleeding from several shallow wounds on her back. "Oww..."

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

"G-get off me!!" shouted Archa, clearly terrified of her. "I-I'm a tormentor!! I'm going to die!! And I bloody well deserve it!! All I've caused is pain in my life, I deserve to be damned to hell!!" Tears stopped falling, and he went white as a sheet. "Just kill me now!! I'm a backstabbing *******, I deserve to die!!"
Charles shuffled away from his friend.

Olhals eyes weakly opened.

[Dr. Strange]

"WElcome back love." She looked at Olhal breifly before turning back to Archa. She looks at Sorain. "What do you think?"

"Hmmm....Since he admitted it, I ought to kill him but I see a better punishment. He'll wish to be dead before we're thorugh." She winks.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Archa, however, didn't go without noticing Olhal awakening. "Olhal?..." he whispered gently.

Olhals teeth suddenly gritted. "Archa, I can't believe you. You backstabbing traitor. You're a fool, Archa... You're a fool to have left me." He stood up, weakly.
Archa gulped. "Olhal, please... I want one last favour off you."
Olhal raised his eyebrows. "I know you want me to kill you. Finish you off quickly. Right?"
Archa hesitated, then nodded slowly.
Olhal laughed, as if enjoying the power. "Well... I could, but you deserve worse than torture. You deserve a life of punishment, Archa... If only I-" He stopped abruptly, and noticed Archa with an outstretched hand; holding a pendant. Olhal stared at it with wonder in his eyes. "That... thuh- that..." His jaw dropped. "Give it to me!!" he suddenly hissed, and snatched it. Then, he turned to Artemisia and Sorain. "Let him go." he commanded. "Do what you like with his friend, but let Archa go."

[Dr. Strange]

"Ohh no. Her's going to pay for the slaughter of my entire race. I'm the last of my kind thanks to his little buddies. I'm going to make him pay dearly for extinguishing my group." She growls, ripping him away from Artemas and Dangling him over her mouth. "I think a dragon could finish you off but I'd rather torture you and delete YOUR race from existance, how'd you like that?"

Artemas let her take Archa nad zeroes in on Poro. "You're all mine." She smiles, showing off a pair of eleven inch fangs. "I'll make all of you regret ever meeting us. And your memory will suffice enough though I wish to give you a few scars to remember me buy." She smiles wider and reaches for his neck, scraping her teeth gently across it. "You'll love being a vampire love, it's lots of fun." She hisses, biting his neck and beginning to drink his blood.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

"Let him go!!" someone else commanded; and Fyroh approached from the bushes. "You heard Olhal; you'll have the pair of us to face if you hurt Archa." Olhal nodded; and drew his knife. Fyroh drew his sword. "We WILL fight you." Olhal said through his teeth. Fyroh nodded in agreement, though Olhal looked in no condition to fight.

However, Poros skin was unmarked; she was unable to bite his neck. He frowned. "I aidn't just a soldier. It looks like I'll have to skedaddle, though... Didn't mean to have to do this, but hey, lifes a *****." Suddenly, with no flash, bang, or any other sign of magic, he had completely disappeared.

Olhal suddenly averted his gaze and caught sight of Artemisia; he quickly turned back to Sorain, however, his tiny knife shaking with the rest of him.

[Dr. Strange]

"Why is it I have to let go of an idiot?" She snarls, releasing him. "I'll catch him later." She takes a fleeting look at him then pushes him out of her waty. "Better start running, I catch up fast hun."

Artemisia looked around for a second then settles down, clutching Olhal's arm. "Fine, I let him go. Happy now?"

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Olhal quickly pulled away from Artemisia. "You- you- you... you never... you never told me..." he whispered.
Fyroh nodded. "It isn't in my wishes to let you go, Archa, but Olhal knows what he's talking about. Run, fast."
Archa nodded shakily, and quickly ran; at a suprising pace.

While the others had been distracted, Charles had escaped; he was now nowhere to be found.