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Ruin | Advanced NRP

Town of Jourstead

In a dark room within the city of Jourstead, an old man of perhaps fifty with dull grey hair and frantic eyes stooped over the body of the little girl, praying and praying. The warm blood still seeped from the cracks in her head, splattered against the cold floor and her pale, dead skin was visible through the tears in her clothes. Suddenly, in a burst of light, the girls body animated and hovered off the floor, streams of purple running along it as Orfai possessed it. Rufus stared up at him and quickly began to beg
"I didn't mean to kill her, she struggled and... I had to shut her up! I had to stop the screaming!"
"Oh I know... you don't like it when they scream." Orfai said, the bodies arms folding as it floated "How many of your crimes have I hidden for you? Dozens, probably. But not this time. This time, you cannot slip into the shadows, this time, there will be consequences."
"Please! I'll do anything, please..."
"There's nothing left for your to give me Rufus, you've already given me the souls of you and your entire family, and you're just too... boring. Stagnant. You never change, it's so dull. But I'm the Lord of Change, Rufus, so here's a change for you. As soon as I leave, the Guard are going to burst through that door, and they are going to see you kneeling over poor little Helgi. They are going to drag you away and lock you in a tower, and tomorrow your head will hit the muck to the cries of angry parents. Maybe, I will give your soul to Evarast, and let him judge you"
"No..."
"It couldn't go on forever Rufus, you have had more than enough chances. But don't feel bad about it, everything has to change in the end. Just as you have terrorised the children of the Creche, you will now be terrorised by the parents of poor little Helgi. No one will ever know about the abuse the others faced, but everyone will know of innocent little Helgi, murdered by the monster Rufus. You will live on forever, Rufus, a bogeyman to scare the children of Jourstead. Your family will disown you for shame of guilt, your body thrown to the crows and your soul taken by myself. The towns people will think of it as Justice, you will think of it as unjust, I will think of it as change. But really Rufus, deep down inside you know you deserve this fate."
"No... Damn you!"
"Yes, many have" Orfai said, and the little girls body fell limp to the floor with a sickening splat, the markings fading as Orfai left the corpse.

Orfai was true to his word, for less than a second after Helgi's body hit the floor the door to the room burst open, and two guardsmen cut off the tiny rectangle of light from the setting sun. They looked to the body of Helgi in horror, one of them fighting back vomit, and then their eyes moved to rest on Rufus. The old man quivered and began to stutter
"P... I... She... I didn't..." Rufus said, and the guardsmen stepped forwards, one of them raising his hand and pointing to Rufus
"I... I always had my suspicions about you, hanging around the Creche... But by Divinity, I never suspected this!" The guardsmen spat, and Rufus finally cracked
"The little bitch had it coming, she just wouldn't hold still. Damn you both, a pox on your families, a plague upon your friends!" Rufus growled, and the Guardsmen approached him, seizing him by either arm. He spat curses at them, and gnashed out, biting one of the guardsmen on the hand. The man recoiled in shock, then took his sword and raised it, smashing the hilt onto Rufus head, knocking him unconscious in the blow. They dragged him to the towns gaol, a small stone building with an iron gate. Helgi's parents stood outside, hurling abuse at him, and angry villagers tossed rotten fruit through the bars to him, splattering on his face with every good aim

Orfai had placed the thought in the heads of the Guardsmen, telling them exactly where they could find Helgi and Rufus. They didn't know it, but the Lord of Change had led them straight to Rufus, and now Rufus was sitting in a cell, awaiting his turn with the headsmen. The secrets of Rufus other crimes may remain locked in the Sanctum of Secrets for all eternity, but Helgi would be known, and Rufus would be killed for it. Rufus clenched his fists in anger as a rotten tomato splattered upon his face, covering him in it's juices. He should have known better than to trust Orfai, the lord of change. He knew, the fickle bastard knew that Rufus would run out of things to give eventually. Rufus could see his own mistakes, if he had been more careful... The minute he ran out of things to offer, he was doomed. Rufus glanced to the cell as it opened, and in walked a holy man
"Hello, my son" The priest said, entering and sitting next to him
"You want me to confess, don't ya?" Rufus sneered
"Yes, should you confess I can give you the last rites, and put your spirit at rest" The priest said, calmly. The crowd outside had stopped throwing their fruits upon the priests instruction. He had told them to pity the sinner rather than damn him. Only the old god, he said, can provide ultimate judgement. Rufus smirked at that comment, the old god was dead, everyone knew that
"Haha, my soul is damned either way" Rufus snapped, but the Priest remained calm
The priest opened his holy book "It is written in the Teachings that the man who dost commit offences such as yours will spend an eternity tormented within the fiery underworld. Should he repent his sins, he will spend but a millennium. Repent, my son, that you might be free of torment
"Don't you get it, you pious old fool? My spirits his! When I die he's going to take it and do whatever he pleases with me, like a piece of human filfth!"
"If you made a deal with a prince of ruin, then you should have seen this coming, my son. They are called the Princes of Ruin for a reason" The priest said calmly, closing his book "If you have made a deal with one, then you are doomed to uphold your bargain. The Old God is fair and just, he honours others agreements."
"How am I to escape that fate then 'father'?" Rufus sneered, and the priest rose, calmly turning to leave
"There are none who can, my son" The priest said, opening the gate and leaving. The guardsmen locked it behind him, and Rufus let out a cry of rage, hammering his fist against the wall. The Guardsmen smashed his fist again the iron gate
"Shut up back there!"

Ruin | Advanced NRP

I have a feeling Orfai is going to be very happy with the coming events, as it seems everyone wants to kill or enslave mortals... Because any change is fun Huzzah!

Orfai's to do list
Give random angry kid super destructive magic
Rip a poor girl off
Give a human a good deal
Possibly look into alliances with other princes
Save a hunter from an ogre
Drop said ogre is a woman's house
Stop a fire from destroying a village
Restart said fire to destroy a village
Have lunch

Ruin | Advanced NRP

Indeed, I can't imagine that the thoughts going through her head while facing a deal with a demon prince who is offering to save her from eternal slavery were going to be rational though. Just a few moments more and her family wouldn't have to worry about being taken by Orfai... somehow I think she will get disowned pretty quickly haha

Void of the Stars: A sci-Fi Nation Roleplay

"I would watch yourself, Faust. There are things that you may not foresee, I sense great energy surrounding Retsukuu, be careful when you handle her, she may turn out to be a bigger threat than she first seems. Indeed, she has all the makings of one." The Argutus said, with no small hint of seriousness in his voice "As for your children, the Equestrians are very aggressive lately... I do wonder what set them off."

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TheSovereignGrave said
My idea was to have a close relative (like her mother or father) having been one of the people that sought refuge with Ctydjvnskvnmwdingaling. Be interesting for her to run into her mother and discover that she has a couple of new eyes on her stomach. I mean, it's no big deal really.

Oh yeah, sure... I think it would be funny to see Orfai and Csonugdytuft argue over who gets the mothers soul later too... not to mention how the family will feel about their souls being torn between separate gods (I can imagine some ended up with Kharathorr, some will end up with Csonugdytuft and some (Including any relations who weren't in the city, my, my someones going to get a shock when they die) going to Orfai. It's like diving up money haha)
A word of warning, if Orfai ever encounters Csonugdytuft, prepare to read her full name written out. He's the kind of guy to do that xD

Void of the Stars: A sci-Fi Nation Roleplay

The Argutus folded his arms, fully expecting a fight between Retsukuu and Faust to erupt in the meeting room "If you are planning to get into a fight, I suggest we remove the more important individuals who have no stake in this from the room, it would be a shame to see the Human Primicerii killed as Collateral Damage" He said, sighing weakly as he watched Faust

Ruin | Advanced NRP

NewSun said
I fully expect that most of his incursion posts will just be him fucking up random humans in ever increasingly hilarious and dark ways just for the giggles.

Pretty much, unless he actually has a major stake riding on something then he's pretty much just doing this all for shits and giggles

TheSovereignGrave said
I wonder if Jessica is going to show up again. If she does, I have an interesting idea...

What did you have in mind? I was going to drop her, maybe with the comment that she commited suicide after confessing to her parents, but your idea might be better

Ruin | Advanced NRP

NewSun said
Orfai is crazy

Well, I think we knew that from the beginning, anyone who builds a complete copy of an isle just so he can reverse everything is pretty crazy XD

Ruin | Advanced NRP

And there we have Orfai, sneaking some souls by making deals with the afraid and selfish.

Because who says all Princes are going to make it as obvious as an army of chains? >:D

The best part is, he has in no way deceived the woman, he merely used exact words xD

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Order of the Aether Outpost, a Cave in the Shattered Kingdom

In the darkness of a damp prison cell, breathing in the stink of his fathers blood that had become splattered upon his clothes, and hearing his mothers tormented screams as the Templars committed unspeakable acts in the nearby room, sat a young boy no older than 12. His name was Sibbi, and he and his parents had been attacked by the Abbey on charges of heresy. His family was lower class, and his mother was highly superstitious. His father was a more down to Earth man, and Sibbi... well, Sibbi didn't know what to believe. Both, however, were pious supporters of the abbey, and he didn't believe for a second that either had committed anything that had come close to heresy in their entire lives, but still the Templars came.

The Templars had come for them in the night, a knock at the door at nine at night, just before Sibbi was to retire to bed. He went to the door with his father, and the two had answered it together. His father had greeted the Templars politely, and asked what their business was. The two templars began flinging accusations upon Sibbi's mother. A witch, they said, who had bewitched several men around the town and who conducted profane rituals in the name of the Princes of Ruin. His father remained polite, but stern, as he spoke. Never, he said, had his wife even considered worship of the Princes of Ruin. The Templars did not relent, they drew their blades and one slashed his fathers throat where he stood, sending his blood splattering against the wall. His mother tried to protect her child, but they pulled the child from her arms. Oh, the curses she spat at them! She cursed more in the two minutes before the Templar finally subdued her than Sibbi had heard in his entire life.They had been brought here, an underground dungeon not so far from the town. and Sibbi had spent what seemed like an eternity in this cell, trying to block out his mothers screams, trying to keep his mind away from imaging what they must be doing to her

And then there was some silence, and then a final dying scream. The two templars returned from the room, and one knelt in front of the cell, looking down to the young boy in the darkness and removing his mask
"Your name is Sibbi, yes? I am Brother Sturgess of the Order of the Aether... Sibbi... I'm sorry but your parents were dark people. They planned on giving you to Kharathorr, the Great Enslaver, in return for power. You are full of fear, but you'll be safe here. The Abbey will take you in, it will be hard the first few months, but like I did, you will recover. The Grand Masters have assigned me to be your tutor, Initiate Sibbi. With your help, we can ensure nothing like this happens to another child." The Templar said, but Sibbi merely eyed him and the Templar nodded "I shall allow you to rest on it, this is much to take in, I know." He said, and the two Templars raised, turning and leaving Sibbi in the darkness.

The Boy looked down to his feet, mumbling into the Darkness. After a few minutes, he began to sob into his hands, then cry aloud, flinging curses at the Order. It was then he noticed something move out of the corner of his eye, and glanced quickly towards the cell entrance to see a figure standing there.
"Young little Sibbi... What a sad hand fate has dealt you. Your parents accused of heresy and killed by the Order of the Aether... but we know your parents were never heretics, were they? All this because your mother rejected a nobles advances.." The figure approached the bars, and they contorted as he touched them. Sibbi stood and took a few tenative steps towards the figure
"Who... Who are you?"
"Me? I have many names, but you know me as Orfai."
"And... why are you...?"
"Here? Because I know that you don't want to spend your life in service to the same order that slaughtered your parents. You want to change that fate, you want to do better." Orfai approached him, and the boy cowered slightly. Orfai raised his hand, and the boy felt a pain in his chest. He ripped at his clothing to get a look at his chest, and could see a strange mark burnt into his flesh, over his heart, before fading
"What did you do to me?!" The boy quickly exclaimed, jumping backwards in fear
"I gave you a gift. You have such anger inside you, ready to be unleashed in a destructive rage in the world around you if you lose control. You are like a fire, and so I have given you a control over fire that it can take wizards years to perfect. I cannot help but wonder what you will do, Sibbi, but I know one thing for certain, whatever it is it will be interesting." Orfai took a few steps back, and faded into the shadows.

Sibbi stared at his chest for a moment, before stepping through the contorted bar and examining the tunnels. The door ahead was an iron gate, but it appeared to be locked. Sibbi glanced to his hands, then to the gate, raising his hand. He had been given a control over fire, and he inexplicably knew how to use it, another part of the gift, he supposed. A stream of fire leapt from his hand and smashed into the lock, which melted away under the heat. Sibbi took a few steps forwards and pushed the the gate with his hand, and it squeaked open. He took a step through and found himself in a cavern with many different prison cells... eerily they were all either coated in blood or filled with young children, boys and girls who were sobbing silently... he could only assume they were in the same state as he.
He gulped and took a few steps forwards, the key lay on the table in front of him, and he seized it and set about freeing the other children. Some thanked him, others remained silent and some wept uncontrollably. The only way out from this area appeared to be a door two levels up, but the ladder had been removed. He paused and focused for a moment, before he vanished in a puff of fire and reappeared on the platform above. He looked in surprise at his hands, and then the floor below him, seeing the startled expressions of near enough a dozen child. He nodded to them, as if some form of silent promise that he would help them, then turned and proceeded through the door

The next area he recognized as the entrance, filled with Templar guards, five of them. One of them gave a yell and pointed to him, and the Templars turned to him. He recognized the maskless Sturgess and felt himself consumed by anger. With a cry, he launched a stream of fire towards them. It engulfed Sturgess, immolating him. The other Templars darted forwards, drawing their blades and setting upon him. Sibbi yelled with anger, and beside him appeared a Fire Atronach. Two of the templars broke off, engaging the new threat. Sibbi again vanished in a puff of smoke and appeared behind the Templars, sending bolts of fire into back of one of them, but when the flames cleared his uniform was barely burnt, and the templar didn't slow. The Atronach managed to envelope one of the Templars, moving as though to hug him before sucking him inside her fiery body. Even his uniform could not protect him inside the atronach, and he burnt to a cinder. The other swung his blade through the fiery atronach, swatting aside some of her flames, and he swung again, and again, and again
The Atronach withdrew under the Templars relentless assault, and eventually she was extinguished. The templar turned his attention to Sibbi, who was suddenly faced with the might of three templars rather than two. With a flash of fire, Sibbi disappeared and reformed near Sturgess body, grabbing the dead Templars blade before vanishing again. He appeared behind the first overseer and plunged his blade into the neck joint of the mans armour, blood spurting from the wound as the Templar collapsed. Sibbi left the blade, for he lacked the strength to pull it out, and instead grabbed the Templars crossbow from the floor. His vanished just before a Templars blade scythed through the air where he was just standing, reappearing on an overhang above them, firing a bolt down into the back of one of the Templar, penetrating his armour. The Templar screamed, but did not collapse, and both drew their crossbows and loosed bolts up at Sibbi. The young boy sent out a blast of fire, and the projectiles were deflected in the air, falling to the floor as the fire swept forwards. It did not kill the Templars, but it forced the injured one backwards, and he collapsed through the door and downed to the pit below. He was dead upon hitting the floor, but the frenzied children in the pit set about beating him anyway.
The final Templar pushed forwards through the fire, and Sibbi appeared down below again, firing a bolt of fire at the Templar. This time, the man made an audible grunt of pain as the fire burnt through his uniform, but continued forwards towards Sibbi and swung his sword. Quick as he could Sibbi raised the crossbow, locking with the Templars blade. The templar was far stronger, and Sibbi was forced down to his knee within mere seconds. He struggled to hold his own against the Templar, who forced him backwards until he forced Sibbi to the floor and knocked the crossbow from his grasp. The Templar raised his blade, ready to bring it down on the young boy, but Sibbi launched a kick outwards towards the mans groin. The Templar doubled over in pain, and Sibbi used it to his advantage, launching a stream of fire up at the Templar. His uniform finally failed him and the zealot was set alight, screaming in agony as he fell to the floor.

Sibbi took a few moments to regain his breath, before slowly raising from the floor and looking around. The steel ladder lay against the wall, and he slowly made his way over to it, grabbing it and straining to drag it to the pit, tossing it in for the freed children below. With screams of joy they set it upright and climbed from the dreaded hellhole, By the time they reached the top, Sibbi had already gone

Arcturus, Estara

Orfai watched with some glee as the city was overrun with Kharathorrs chains. Another massive and beautiful change to the world for him to revel in and enjoy. Kharathorr was one of his favourite Princes of Ruin for this matter. After all, enslaving entire towns and cities is a change of massive proportions, and effects the mortals in many wide spread ways. Orfai appeared in the guise of an old man, standing upon a tower as he watched the chains consume the city, arms folded. A young girl stood behind him, and called to him
"We're all going to be taken aren't we?" She asked in a resigned and defeated tone, and Orfai turned to regard the mortal who had climbed the tower, presumably in an attempt to escape the chains. He gave a small smile
"I think so, Kharathorr enjoys this sort of action" He replied, simply, and the girl took a step forwards, watching the city
"So it's true... what the Crier said. Princes of Ruin, monsters and demons, endless torment"
"Of course, and a great many more things." He said, and he watched a chain climb from behind her, snaking over the towers edge
"What do we do? I don't want to be taken!" She exclaimed, her fists clenching
"Maybe I can help with that, Jessica" He said, and the young womans eyes widened in surprise
"How..."
"I know the names and secrets of every mortal in this city. For I am Orfai, Keeper of Secrets, the Lord of Change."
"But..." She became dumbstruck as he transformed into a younger man, and heard a clunk behind her. She turned in surprise to watch as a chain recoiled, as if batted away by some invisible force
"I would be glad to change this fate, but this all comes at a price" Orfai declared, folding his arms "Choose quickly, I shall not stop the next chain that comes for you.". She nodded quickly, she was shaken from the incident with the chains, and right now Orfai seemed a much brighter option than eternal slavery.
"I'll give yoy anything, anything at all! Just please get me out of here!" She begged, and Orfai gave a grin, and placed his hand upon her arm... and then she felt herself falling through the void, falling and falling...

She felt herself land on the ground, and woke up on a small hill on the border between Estara and the Kingdom of Althorra. She peered around, searching for Orfai, but could not see him. She stood up quickly, and felt something fall from her lap. She peered down and picked it up from the floor, examining it. It was a small envelope, sealed with the mark of Orfai. She broke the seal and took out it's contains, opening it and reading it with trepidation.

This slip of paper signifies the contract between Jessica Maro of Arcturus and Orfai, the Lord of Change.
By the agreement settled between Ms Jessica Maro and Prince Orfai, the souls of all of Jessica Maro's relations (Excluding those already claimed by other Princes) are forfeit and now belong to Prince Orfai until such a time he see's fit to release them. In return for this payment, Prince Orfai shall provide safe passed for Jessica Maro from the destruction of the City of Arcturus at the hands of Prince Kharathorr. This contract may only be broken at the discretion of Prince Orfai. Any attempt by Ms Maro to breach the terms of this conflict will result in her soul being taken in compensation by Prince Orfai. The signatures of the two parties are held below.

Jessica paled as she read her signature at the bottom of the contract, written in her hand writing as though she herself had signed it. Below her signature lay the Mark of Orfai, swirling as a constant reminder that she had sacrificed her family in order to protect her own skin...