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"I doubt that very much." The tone suddenly turned serious and despite the cold edge to her voice I couldn’t help but imagine how she would sound groaning with pleasure. That thought alone when it reached my conscious mind seemed to only make my vampiric side grow stronger at the obvious assault on my control. "He wil... |
"You would make a perfect vampire." She said simply, snapping her fingers and motioning for a servant to step forward. The obviously mortal individual carried little more than a platter with a handful of goblets on the surface, the silver of the items ensuring that none of the creatures present could bare the touch. |
"I don’t know whether your lover has told you what it is like to be turned." A delicate arm was lifted and stretched outwards and a second servant stepped forward. The tiny dagger, too small to be of any use other than cracking wax seals on letters was held in a hand steadied from considerable experience. With the utm... |
The upturned wrist was angled slightly and the pointed blade had cut precisely into the artery, digging through the flesh with a surgeon’s skill and allowing the pulsating liquid to dribble into a goblet. I couldn’t help but remember the sensation of my first feeding, and the weeks of slow, inexorable corruption as th... |
Several mouthfuls of the Matriarch’s blood dripped into the goblet, and despite myself I could almost taste the raw power that it contained. There was no doubt in any of our minds what it represented. The equivalent of a few drops of vampiric blood had been enough to damn me over several weeks and the amount within th... |
A flash of light caught my attention and with a merest gesture the Matriarch healed the wound without a scar to show for it. Both of her fangs were visible now in a smile that was entirely that of a nocturnal predator, especially as she motioned for Viconia to take the offered goblet from the bowing form of her servan... |
There was obviously not the slightest hint of movement from my Drow companion despite the lessening of the paralytic magicka from the hedge wizard. If anything she appeared even more like a statue, not moving other than to continue showing her burning hatred for the creatures around us. |
"I should have expected as much." The Matriarch cooed. "You will drink, and you will turn. But for your insolence your lover will watch." |
A single finger flicked across as though she was turning a page in a book and my head snapped over to the left, twisting despite my attempts of resistance. Between the wizard and the Matriarch there was little I could do but was not going to simply let Viconia suffer my fate without a fight. |
The pressure in the back of my mind increased as the wizard lent his strength to the Matriarch, and despite only being able to see him from the corner of my eye I could tell that he was feeling the strain. The resistance that we were both offering was enough to leave beads of perspiration lining his face which gave me... |
"Never will anyone say that I am without mercy." The presence of the Matriarch left my skin crawling as she leaned in close enough to whisper in my ear. The pressure in my mind built even further, and all the incense in the world could not mask the death-stink of her flesh. Cold and clammy, the moist sensation of her ... |
My eyes met Viconia’s as the vampire’s will twisted her in place to face me. The goblet of blood sat daintily in hand as though she was attending a noble’s ball, but the yellowed eyes were overwhelmed in fear. It was the only time I had truly seen Viconia terrified despite the mask of hatred and loathing that clad her... |
At that moment I made a decision. |
I started laughing, allowing my face to break out into a smile usually reserved for those bereft of sanity or the most devoted followers of Sheogorath. For a moment Viconia seemed even more surprised and confused at my reaction but as I felt my eyes begin to change and my flesh begin tingling the realisation dawned and... |
Trapped by the powers of the hedge wizard and unable to move, the rising power of the vampire within my body was excruciating. The times I had called upon its strength and abilities had been discomforting and mildly painful, but never before had I experienced such agony. Nor had I fully utilised the cursed ability of t... |
Now, faced with my death and a worse fate for Viconia, I released my hold on the vampire. I dropped the chains to the floor, releasing my grip entirely and even taking a few steps away. The effect was almost instantaneous, although it was several seconds before the changes became visible and those surrounding us realis... |
The raw power of the daedric infused vampire thundered its way to the surface and I began to change. In Viconia’s horrified expression I could see the way my eyes suddenly appeared to fill with blood, the whites of my eyes being lost to a sudden flood of black ichor that turned them blacker than the night. Moisture dri... |
Bones snapped, echoing like dried twigs over the cries of alarm and exclamations of surprise. My own growling scream through a constricted throat was inaudible but soon grew in volume as the torturous agony consumed me. Cheeks, jaws, teeth, and most of the bones in my skull cracked and crunched, drowning out my inartic... |
My fingers erupted in talons of blackened bone, my jaw dislocating and locking back into place as my entire face lengthened. Within seconds I could feel my veins twisting and writhing under my flesh as they began pulsing noxiously black corruption throughout my body. The unnatural daedric qualities of my vampirism thre... |
Staggering backwards in horror, the Matriarch and her lesser willed minions put some distance between themselves and my shifting form. Similar to the reactions of those who had witnessed me in my vampiric form they too were shocked and horrified at my nature. While the armed vampires stepped forward in a ring of steel ... |
Screaming with all the force that my lungs would allow, there was nothing left in my universe except pain and soul rending agony. Every muscle and bone was aflame, every nerve ending dipped in acid and I struggled to remain conscious despite the fact that I was losing myself to the vampire. The only thing that seemed t... |
"Kill him!" The Matriarch shrieked, stepped backwards behind the enormous forms of her bodyguard as they gripped their claymores tightly. "Kill him now!" |
I roared at the press of vampiric flesh around me, my mouth hinging open like a snake and revealing the way how every tooth in my head had turned into razored fangs. My maw was large enough and powerful enough that I could bite through a limb without difficulty. |
Magicka twisted and weaved through the air and the building fear of me was replaced with an unnatural calmness. The Wizard was struggling, weaving his hands in ever intricate patterns but as I rose to my feet it was obvious that his magic was no longer working on me. Both he and the vampire Matriarch were casting spell... |
A pair of vampires died in a second, their unholy flesh rent apart as I hurled myself into the press before me. Some, despite the various spells removing their fear or increasing their bloodlust staggered backwards as I charged, and even as I found myself surrounded in a wall of pallid flesh they hesitated. This hesita... |
"Kill... Him... It... That thing!" The Matriarch shouted, infusing her potent will into every syllable even as she moved away from the fighting. My appearance was becoming more and more daedric with every second and under my armour I could feel strange protrusions of bone and muscle begin shifting and coursing through ... |
The snarling, armoured visage of a Vampiric guard stepped in front of me, spearing forward into my midsection with his lengthy Halberd. Without even a conscious thought I twisted aside from the attack, grasping the haft with one hand, chopping down with the other and leaving him staring at the length of broken wood in ... |
Gore exploded in all directions, spraying those closest to us and splattering up the length of my arm as my strike made a complete mockery of the steel helm. With the power of a demon behind it, the punch pulverised the faceplate into his skull and hurled him four metres back through the press. |
Before the corpse with the smashed face hit the floor I had added another to the tally. I was faster, stronger and much more vicious that those around me and with the changes consuming my body I ripped them apart. My claws tore throats away, ripped limbs away in sprays of crimson even as the severed arms and legs burst... |
The brutality of my kills sent fear through the vampires facing me, and only the more truly hardened or brave faced me down. A few blows succeeded in striking me but were wasted on the incredible protection of my ebony and daedroth scale armour. Most I simply twisted and ducked away from or in some cases I even managed... |
Another guard tried desperately to tackle me around the waist to grant his comrades an opening. I instead caught him in mid-air, slamming him hard into the floor and gripping his open sallet helm with both clawed hands. In front of all my foes, and ignoring the blows that bounced off my armoured back and spine I grippe... |
"Ilhar vith’rellen!" A vampire exploded into burning ash and tumbling bones as I ripped a sword from someone’s grasp and punched it through breastplate, flesh, heart and bone. Another screamed in agony as I punched a kneecap with enough force that the leg snapped in two separate places. |
A bolt of magicka caught my arm and I felt the strange tingling sensation course through it. It felt as though I had been laying on my side on rough ground until the limb had gone to sleep. The expression on the Wizard’s face was enough to tell me that it had not been the desired effect of his spell. |
Another bolt flashed through the air as he flicked it at me, and I twisted aside from it while ripping a vampires throat out with my claws. One after the other he hurled the paralysis spells at me as quickly as he could, most missing me entirely in the raging melee but those that hit seemed to leave me with little more... |
Using both hands to cast a more powerful bolt, I grinned through a mouthful of fangs and ripped a serf from the floor as he cast it. The robed servant convulsed for a second as the bolt hit, the sheer potency of the spell seizing his body solid and stopping his heart and lungs in an instant. Despite all of his best spe... |
Behind a semi-rigid wall of her chosen warriors and the toga-clad bodyguards the Matriarch continued casting spells that bolstered her minions that were dying around me. "Stop him Pridir!" |
Face suddenly visible from underneath the blackened cowl, the wizard’s mouth dropped and eyes widened as I ripped an arm from a thrall and shattered a vampire’s skull with it. Another paralysis spell hit me square in the chest and didn’t even slow me down as I jammed an elbow into a face with enough force that teeth cl... |
"I... I... Can’t..." I heard him whisper as another spell failed to do anything more than make me tingle. Desperate, he twisted and flapped his arms in an intricate incantation that shimmered the air like a hot summer’s day. The strength of the firestorm spell built rapidly and embers were born from the very air itself... |
The sound of ripping meat stopped the spell before it could fully form, and his arms dropped slackly to his sides. There was horror and dawning realisation in his white filled eyes even as began rolling into the back of his skull. |
All movement stopped in the hall, the cringing vampires and their thralls shying away from me as the Matriarch’s spells calming their fears were interrupted. I could sense her presence behind the mass, the spells she had been casting ceasing as she beheld the way I held her pet wizard aloft. |
Ripping through flesh, my taloned hand had hooked up under his jaw, my fingers buried to the knuckle in a wash of gore. He was trembling, twitching and shuddering from the agony and the flood of gore that bubbled and ran down his chest and choked him. Like an obscene tongue of blackened ivory my claws had erupted betwe... |
"Hard to cast magic without a mouth." I growled, the thickening of my throat and the way my mouth had been twisted by the changes turning my words into something much, much more terrible. |
The wizard said nothing, groaning and twitching as I held him up off the floor with the twisted grasp I had on his lower jaw. In front of all of them standing in shocked silence I reached up with my other hand, pressing it to his forehead and ripping his jaw away and half his face with it. |
Slamming into the ground with a ruined face, the Wizard begun the painful process of giving up on life but before he had hit the floor I had exploded back into action. With one of the greater threats in the room vanquished I turned my eyes on the others and begun the slaughter anew. |
My eyes laid on one individual, and one individual alone. Standing in the depths of the press before his dark master, a single armoured vampire stood grasping an intricate hilt streaked with emerald-green. |
"Give me the sword..." I hissed threateningly and I saw the creature shy back from my gaze. |
"GIVE! ME! THE! SWORD!" |
A Vampire combusted under my grasp as I gripped it by the shoulder and face, ripping its head clean from its shoulders. Another smacked wetly onto the floor, the flesh stripped and torn from where I had ripped its face away in a puff of blood. |
For his part, the vampire holding the immaculate Light of Dawn held his ground, staring horrified as I began slaughtering my way through those between us. I was deaf to the cries and shouted orders from the Matriarch at his back as she rallied the coven the best she could. The fear in the undead creatures was a sour ta... |
A shortsword was plucked from a sheath, decapitating a pair of vampires before tearing the blade deep in its owner’s belly. Even as opened bowels and organs slopped onto the floor I had slit the throat of another thrall that died gurgling and trying to stem the wash of blood. |
The vampire holding the Light of Dawn hesitated, watching me with growing fear that overwhelmed the strength of the Matriarch’s enchantments. He knew all too well that I was coming for him, and that there was little that was going to stop me. The burning eyes of the creature stared at the blackened pits of my own and d... |
"What are you doing you fool!" The Matriarch spluttered, gesturing to the vampire holding the Light of Dawn. As I punched, clawed and hacked through the press around me a pair of vampires tried to drag the sword from his unwilling grasp. The Matriarch was desperately channelling her magical might into those around us a... |
Her vampiric servant was no longer wholly hers, and her burning gaze flickered between me and the Vampire being forced to his knees by his comrades. It was a battle of wills and one that the vampire had lost. The same strange ability that had allowed me to feed during the night without killing and had proven so effecti... |
Dark incantations suddenly crawled over my flesh, and pausing only briefly enough to break an arm I twisted around. The Matriarch and her bodyguard were retreating up the stairs to the Count’s quarters with only a handful of her servants following. She was not holding back in the slightest, and was no longer relying on... |
The temperature within the hall dropped several degrees and a foul black mist wafted up through the stoned floor as her powerful necromancy seeped into the sheer level of death around me. Shapes pressed through the air, twisting the mists into ghostly forms of half remembered shades and the recently dead. They coiled a... |
Charred and flame scorched skeletons of the fallen vampires suddenly began tumbling back together, raising themselves to their feet even as I added more to their number. The dead bodies of thralls; those that were still mostly intact at least began twitching and struggling to rise from the pools of blood they lay in. S... |
Infused with unthinking ferocity and hatred and unlike their mortal forms, they were immune to the daedric horror that I emanated. They were however weaker in death than they had been in life. The ashen bones of the vampiric skeletons were battered into dust under my blows and the zombies were infinitely clumsier. One ... |
Over two dozen corpses had risen to their feet like puppets being controlled by an inexperienced hand, staggering and lurching towards me with nothing but milky whiteness filling their blank eyes. Magically-bound Vampire skeletons, held together with smoking blue energies linking their bones reached out for me in a sha... |
Chained and collared, the five naked and emasculated individuals began screaming in unison, the sound of their chains audible even over the sounds of fighting. The Matriarch began weaving a spell of such potency that ice began forming across the floor under her feet, spreading like the onset of winter and clinging to t... |
Fighting off a sudden group of skeletons that were so recent that the burnt remains of their muscles and skin streamed away in waterfalls of ash, I found myself staring as the werewolves began transforming. Limbs began lengthen, fingers cracking and breaking and growing into a set of claws as long as Sunchild’s edge. S... |
Fur erupted from every pore and every strand of hair lengthened and grew until their flesh was consumed by it. Their bones broke, snapping and ripping apart and expanding to accommodate the shifting changed they were being subjected to. A face akin to a wolf pushed wetly through skin that was stretching and tearing to ... |
Gleaming brightly, the crystals imbedded into their chests throbbed with power as the Matriarch fed her will and control into the blood crazed creatures. It was these crystals that allowed her to control the slaved beings. Not only did she control their actions, but she was also forcing them to change when and where sh... |
I exploded, my daedric form shifting and erupting into a billowing cloud of chittering and furred bodies that flowed through the press of living and undead bodies like a liquid. More than one thrall and vampire were borne shrieking to the ground as dozens of fanged mouths worried at exposed flesh and more than one mort... |
His eyes were glazed over, face slack from the strength of my will ripping his mind into shreds. Instead of controlling him I had instead destroyed his sanity, leaving the creature to kneel there with blood trickling down from his nose and utterly unable to control himself as I appeared to claim what was mine. |
The two vampires trying to take the sword from him screamed as I appeared before them, ripping the sword from their grasp and ignoring the terrible roars from behind me. The werewolves had gained their true forms and were seeking my blood, but I was no longer to be denied my prize. His mind utterly shattered, there was... |
There was no time for any of them to react as I ripped the enormous curved blade from its sheath and hacked into them. One fell into two separate halves as the Dawn bisected him like the Orc moneylender back in Bravil, and the other stopped in mid motion as she touched the blood that trickled down into her eyes. The co... |
Sucking the corrupted blood into the enchanted metal, the Light of Dawn charged its ability and released it within seconds. The vampire who had claimed such a weapon died in an explosion of ash and burning blood as I punched it to the hilt in his chest. It scoured his bones clean, ripping him apart in an explosion of l... |
Over the noise there was one sound that reached my ears and managed to fight through the overwhelming desire for destruction that consumed me. An inarticulate cry of rage and hatred that matched and almost exceeded my own was torn forth from a mortal throat; one that I was intimately familiar with. |
The burning light of the enchanted sword had given me breathing space, but more importantly it had finally broken the spell that the Matriarch had over Viconia. Through the entirety of the fight she had been trapped helpless, holding the goblet of polluted blood and completely immobile as I slaughtered my way through t... |
A vampire shrieked as she punched an energy-wreathed hand through its spine and heart. The same ability that had allowed her to punch through granite making a mockery of steel plate and flesh. A bolt of lightning followed, crisping a thrall and vampire with the static discharge and within seconds the hall was completel... |
"Shar! Belbau uns’aa yorn!" She roared, eyes burning brightly with witch-light as she drew power into herself. Both hands were wreathed in energy as she twisted them around and I felt unconsciously felt the strange shift within the darkness around us. Shadows coiled and writhed, almost with a life of their own as she c... |
A group of skeletons staggered to a halt as she thrust her hands towards them, the simmering blue light within the emptiness of their skulls and binding their flame-weakened bones together flickering and dying. The tumbled into destruction and Viconia was moving, twisting aside desperate attacks and destroying her foes... |
Her magicka was not as powerful as what the Matriarch had at her disposal, but it was not subtle. The vampiress relied on trickery and mind control, the ability to command others to do her bidding. Viconia relied on no one but herself, and her magicka showed this without a doubt. She blasted one vampire apart into tiny... |
Against vampires, their minions and the undead she was unstoppable, but against five fully transformed werewolves was another story. |
"Viconia!" I roared, my voice almost unrecognisable from my transformation. There was a flash of white-blond hair as she twisted and wrenched a blade from a shrieking vampire’s groin and as our eyes met I could see her face twisted into an expression of pure hate. |
Teeth clenched and lips pulled back into a snarl, she almost looked rabid. There was something disturbing with the darkness that could be seen behind the glowing witch light of her eyes. Somehow the hatred within her was greater than mine. The strength of her hatred was even more alarming, as unlike my own it was not f... |
Our eyes met, the burning lights of her gaze meeting my blood-filled pools. The werewolves were rising to their feet in foul parodies of men and mer, but in that moment there was something akin to satisfaction between the two of us. |
The Light of Dawn left my hand, my arm snapping out and tossing the blade through the air towards her. There was no mistaking the intent behind my actions, the way my fang filled maw twisting wider and lips peeling back into something that was somehow enjoyment. I had no need of a weapon, even one as unique and powerfu... |
The emerald hilt of the weapon was snatched out of the air by as ebony hand, the immaculate weapon twirling around in a blur of shimmering silver and cleaving a thrall into two twitching pieces. I was stronger than Viconia and when using the strength of the beast I was also faster. However, she was by far the greater w... |
The werewolves howled, roaring their praises to the daedric lord of the hunt as they charged towards me. They were enormous, massively muscled and several times larger than the original men and women that they had been mere minutes before. Each weighed as much as a four or five fully grown men, were strong enough to wr... |
I took them apart. |
My first years in the Legion had left me witness to one of Hircine’s "blessed’ slaughtering most of a veteran squad of legionaries. The night before I had seen their strength in killing several armed men and women despite Viconia’s and my abilities. In the hall of Glenvar Castle and fully lost to the daedric corruption... |
One of the rampaging man-beasts was ripped from its feet as I simply tackled it, slamming bodily into its chest and smashing a clawed hand across its salivating maw. Teeth shattered and splintered across in an explosion of gore from my blow and even as the other four bore down I had crushed its skull and ground its fac... |
The third missed me with its powerful swipes that shattered a nearby skeleton and shredded the chest and face of a hapless vampire cowering nearby. Ducking and weaving with an unnatural skill I flowed around the beast’s attacks, feeling the wind off its furred paws and talons. Its roars were incredible, buffering me wi... |
By now the hall appeared to be hosting a thunderstorm in more ways than one. The light exploding from the enchanted blade in Viconia’s hands was frying vampire flesh with its intensity. Flashing, the scalding light left the bloodsuckers shrieking and trying desperately to flee from its embrace, covering their faces wit... |
The Matriarch was gone, fleeing from the melee into the higher levels of the castle in an effort to escape the touch of the Light of Dawn. Without her willpower and control and Viconia’s spells and abilities against the undead, several of the zombies and skeletons had turned wild, falling upon any and all around them w... |
Rabid and insane, the werewolves had lost some of the Matriarch’s control but they only had eyes for me. Two were already dead and a third was severely injured from the haft of a Warhammer sticking out of a furred chest. It was trying to rise and pull the offending weapon from where it had crushed its way through ribs,... |
Roaring rage and spittle, the fourth rushed me, moving around my side to allow the last of it kin still on its feet to flank me. Moving like the pack hunters they were they bounded through the pandemonium around us, alternating between running on two legs and all fours. They moved like quicksilver despite their muscled... |
They leapt together, rushing me in a wall of fangs and fur and I twisted ducking in and around their strikes as they snarled and swiped at me. One was missing an arm from the bicep down and soon lost the other arm as well as I caught it by the wrist, put a boot to its chest and heaved. Its whines were pitiful as it flo... |
A knee snapped under my plated boot and the fifth beast was brought low, growling and trying to bite me. Somehow I managed to move through its flailing blows and latch onto its throat with my own fang filled maw. The taste of beast-flesh filled my mouth as I worried at the massive creature’s neck as though I was an att... |
The greatest threat to me and Viconia were left as cooling corpses after I staggered over to the last wounded creature that was still trying to pull the Warhammer from where it was lodged in its chest. It was badly injured but the wounds were healing quickly. If it had managed to remove the offending chunk of metal and... |
The shout snapped my head around and I witnessed Viconia kick a vampire’s legs out from under it. The blade flashed in the dim light of the hall as the bloodsucker landed heavily on its back and she pinned it squirming to the floor. The searing light turned the vampire to ash and scorched armour and clothes and she gav... |
"Elgg l"ssindossa!" She shouted, ripping the Light of Dawn from the floor and swiping it at a pair of thralls behind her. For a second one managed to stare at how he was left holding the hilt of his sword after the Light of Dawn had cut the blade away. Before he could react further she had stabbed him in the throat, fo... |
She saw my momentary hesitation and snarled. In her fury she had fallen back into speaking Drow rather than common. "Alu! Alu dos wael!" |
Spinning around she jammed the enchanted blade into the groin of the second thrall, leaving him dropping to the floor with a pained expression on his face. With a firm grip on his wrist she using his sword to block a blow from a vampire who had lost half his face to the scorching energies of the Light of Dawn. |
It died, spitted upon the enchanted blade that seared its flesh from its bones. She kicked its burning remains off the edge of the Light of Dawn, ripping it from the tumbling bones and scattering ash and turning to hunt for more foes. The swarm of undead, thralls and the corrupt seemed all too willing to oblige her hun... |
The steaming corpses of the werewolves were left behind me and I plucked a long sword from the floor where its owner had burned into ash and bone. Blazing light from the Light of Dawn and the Viconia’s spells crackled through the hall, and strangely enough I could feel it lending strength to the man within me. The beas... |
Taking the stairs six at a time I hurdled my way upwards, exploding into bats before I reached the top and swarming my way over the pair of vampires wielding the censers. Their screamed as they felt the dozens of fangs mouths rending the flesh from their bones, tiny mouths worrying and tearing and leaving them coated i... |
"Where are you?" I called out, bounding along the floor as I returned to my daedric form. The sensation of using my more esoteric abilities was indescribable but strangely comforting to the sensation of being clothed in the flesh of a daedra. The man within me was struggling for control but the creature was not having ... |
"Where are you?" My words echoed from the halls of the upper levels, the long passageways branching off to the handful of rooms where the most powerful individuals within Glenvar County once lived. Blood and destruction had not been wreaked upon this portion of the castle yet, but my presence heralded coming bloodshed. |
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