Author Topic: The Trials and Tribulations of Usul Soul's Life  (Read 12864 times)

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Roleplay from Usul Soul

All was quiet as Usul and Erasmus entered the lower dungeon. The undead creature was curled up at the back of the cage, sleeping. The glass vial of bloodmoon juice made a gentle sounding *clink* as Usul placed it down upon a raised stone slab, which echoed throughout the dungeon, startling the creature. The creature jumped up and immediately thrust its body against the iron bars at the front of the cage. With arm outstreched through the bars, hand and fingers flung open, the creature spoke a hissing sound, followed by a gently calming growl.
"Its asking for food" erasmus explained. He continued "I have not been able to train it any further than this. All we have thus far, is essentially a dog"
The creature began to whimper, having not recieved the attention it requested.

"What is your idea Erasmus?" Usul asked, "You have always had this annoying habit of keeping me in the dark!"
"Every pet needs feeding M'Lord. So perhaps maybe we should feed it"
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Seperated from it's undead collective, the creature became simply an empty walking carcass--without goal or purpose.
'A clean page' Usul had described.

Now late in the evening on the second day; since feeding the caged creature a concoction of blood and flesh of the beast, with a few drops of Bloodmoon Juice for light seasoning; the creature awoke from its trance-like state. After two full sleepless days and nights, the High Chancellor Usul and his faithful dungeon keeper Erasmus finally watched in anticipation for the results of their work......
"...Together We Stand, Divided We Fall!..." -- 'Hey You', Pink Floyd