Argyleskin
08-30-2006, 02:26 AM
From the outside a horse is heard, it's hooves beating against the dry dirt. A rider softly commands it down as the rope is heard being lashed to the post. The patrons of the bar look towards the door, the usual crowd of humans, dwarves, elves and of course those from the underworld.Even scattered in the midst of the crowd holding court at her large oaken table sits Sabrina. Her lush black lips cock into a grin as the door opens. She glances to her side, a dwarf quirks a brow as he rubs a hand against his long sable colored beard..."Aye, he's here."
Slowly Sabrina with the grace of a dancer rises from her high backed seat. Her head tilts slowly towards her left, an ivory hand running along the multi headed dragon emblem upon her spidersilk ebony cloak. "Ah you've arrived dear Nate. Welcome.". The dark skin drow looks to Sabrina, a worried expression paints across his face. "I..I..didn't think you would be here." he speaks rapidly."Be here? Why of course I am. As I am everywhere, in some form or fashion", she walks towards him, her long leather clad legs calculating in step.If I am not my spies do speak, the walls do tell and the patrons can be...how do you say...bought. The drow looks down "I'm sorry". And with that said Sabrina appears behind him, her hand reaching for the back of his throat."No..I will not disobey, I'll listen. I promise Sabrina..".
A lock of hair falls down across her ice blue eye as she leans her lips to his ear. At this point one might add the patrons sit on the edge of their stools and benches. Quietly bets take place and ales change hands with the 'tenders. Sabrina looks up for a moment, as if looking for guidance. Her other hand comes infront of Nate pressing against his heart."If I were to let you go, how would I look in front of all of these people?" His breath quickens, his eyes dart to seek any who might aid..none are familiar as friend. "As I've said...I've changed..I will not fault..I will not sway from my word.". Sabrina lets go of his neck, her fingernails pulling out of the dark flesh.
She moves with snail like speed, tormenting him, "I do not believe you, once you fell in cohorts with a demon...once you speak unkind to a god...now you speak ill of one and all. You act as though you can wrong but never right, you seek approval yet you do not strive to try to gain such with valid cause.I'm sorry..but tonight. You will be mine.."
With that her head tilts back, a throaty growl plays round her lips as her eyes close.Quickly and with almost lightening speed her hand moves from his heart to his throat. Her fingernails dive into the flesh as if it were wet sand...she produces his larynx then goes deeper to his spine, seeing he does not have one she simply does what a lady does best...removes his head with her great strength. His eyes widen then close as his face frozen in deaths embrace as his head is flung into the firepit.His body collapses to the floor. She tosses the throat of the fallen drow into the fire and grabs her hankerchief from her cloak wiping her hands. The patrons errupt in a roar of cheers as Sabrina bows in a flourish. "Twas time for that one to be properly removed,he snuck back in during cover of night,twas time he was sent where he belonged..Good eve all." And with that she and her dwarven companion vanish in the blink of an eye.
Reason: You should have learned your lesson the first two times,Nate.
Slowly Sabrina with the grace of a dancer rises from her high backed seat. Her head tilts slowly towards her left, an ivory hand running along the multi headed dragon emblem upon her spidersilk ebony cloak. "Ah you've arrived dear Nate. Welcome.". The dark skin drow looks to Sabrina, a worried expression paints across his face. "I..I..didn't think you would be here." he speaks rapidly."Be here? Why of course I am. As I am everywhere, in some form or fashion", she walks towards him, her long leather clad legs calculating in step.If I am not my spies do speak, the walls do tell and the patrons can be...how do you say...bought. The drow looks down "I'm sorry". And with that said Sabrina appears behind him, her hand reaching for the back of his throat."No..I will not disobey, I'll listen. I promise Sabrina..".
A lock of hair falls down across her ice blue eye as she leans her lips to his ear. At this point one might add the patrons sit on the edge of their stools and benches. Quietly bets take place and ales change hands with the 'tenders. Sabrina looks up for a moment, as if looking for guidance. Her other hand comes infront of Nate pressing against his heart."If I were to let you go, how would I look in front of all of these people?" His breath quickens, his eyes dart to seek any who might aid..none are familiar as friend. "As I've said...I've changed..I will not fault..I will not sway from my word.". Sabrina lets go of his neck, her fingernails pulling out of the dark flesh.
She moves with snail like speed, tormenting him, "I do not believe you, once you fell in cohorts with a demon...once you speak unkind to a god...now you speak ill of one and all. You act as though you can wrong but never right, you seek approval yet you do not strive to try to gain such with valid cause.I'm sorry..but tonight. You will be mine.."
With that her head tilts back, a throaty growl plays round her lips as her eyes close.Quickly and with almost lightening speed her hand moves from his heart to his throat. Her fingernails dive into the flesh as if it were wet sand...she produces his larynx then goes deeper to his spine, seeing he does not have one she simply does what a lady does best...removes his head with her great strength. His eyes widen then close as his face frozen in deaths embrace as his head is flung into the firepit.His body collapses to the floor. She tosses the throat of the fallen drow into the fire and grabs her hankerchief from her cloak wiping her hands. The patrons errupt in a roar of cheers as Sabrina bows in a flourish. "Twas time for that one to be properly removed,he snuck back in during cover of night,twas time he was sent where he belonged..Good eve all." And with that she and her dwarven companion vanish in the blink of an eye.
Reason: You should have learned your lesson the first two times,Nate.