Rasma's new RP part 2
when hecomes to, his eyes begin to dart around,
with an eerie scaredness. He jumps up, and grabs the priest and puts a
knife to his throat. "Where am am I? And what the hall are you doing to
me?" he asks. The priest replies "You are in my infirmary, you suffered
a blow to the face that broke your nose, causing you to nearly bleed to
death." Rasma slowly drops the dagger, and passes back out." Three days
later. Rasma has shown no improvement, so you feel that it is your duty
to gather his close and dear friends to help support him through his ordeal.
Until now, the priest has felt that the public should not know what had
happened to him, so this is the first announcement that Rasma has been
in an accident, and now lays in a coma. A much of the city gathers in honor
of their fallen friend, but none can find the words to be said for him.
Rasma's lips once again to move, and everyone gathers near to hear what
he is saying. "See right through me. See the one that can't be free. See
right through me. See the one that none should ever see." He then becomes
quiet, and his body begins to shake. I slight sound of something dripping
rips through the silence in the room, you look around, and notice that
there is blood dripping from the ceiling. The blood slowly begins to pool
together, and then begins to rise from the center, creating the image of
some person that seems vaguely familiar. The image slowly takes his complete
form, and the blood stops dripping. He is a large human, with wings the
color of crimson. He slowly walks to the Rasma and says, "You are a fool
to defy me Interfectum, no mortal has ever bested me in combat, and neither
shall you." Someone from the crowd asks "His name is Rasma, not Interfectum,
and get your filthy hands away from him!" The demonic figure stands and
turns around, he takes a deadly gaze upon the person, and they slowly float
into the air. The figure laughs, and then speaks: "You mortals are so simple
minded, you were actually taken in by his charity and love, weren't you?
You have no idea who this man is, do you? In my realm, this man served
under me as my second in command. His expertise in battle combined with
his valorous courage cut through my opposition no matter who the foe! He
murdered countless people, and destroyed more villages than you can possibly
imagine. He has been responsible for more deaths than any man to this date.
He was so good at what he did, we changed his name, to Interfectum, which
means 'Murderer' in latin, the language of my people. We ruled side by
side for nearly five thousand years before he turned upon me, and laid
waste to my palace. In the heat of battle, I cast a spell that would banish
him from my realm, and destroy his memory. I then attempted to find him
when my strength had returned, but I could no longer sense his thoughts,
as he knew not of who he was. It was not until four days ago that his memory
began to remember his true feelings of bloodlust. In his weakened state
I attempted to purge his mind, and take him back as my servant, but he
was too strong for me. I searched high and low for him, and have finally
found him, and none of you shall stop me from killing him!" Rasma then
jumps us, sword drawn, and strikes the man in the back, forcing him to
the floor. "I shall not be taken by you Tyrannus, I shall finish what I
attempted to do so long ago!" The figure slowly lifts from the ground,
smiles and says, "Tyrannus! *laughs* I have not heard that name for ages,
now my underlings refer to me as Caelestis Bellum. *grins* Amazing isn't
it? I am given a name meaning 'absolute ruler' and they change it to a
name that means" Rasma interrupts, "Caelestis Bellum The god of war. *smile*
We shall see Tyrannus, this is not your realm, and I have grown in power
since the last time we quarreled." Tyrannus' smile fades from his face,
and he becomes angry. "I AM the god of war! None can defeat me!!! HAVE
AT YOU!"
