Years Earlier...
The night was deep and the moon was full, casting a soft glow upon everything in the streets of Stormwind. She stuck to the shadows, doing her best to avoid patrolling guards, as a girl as young as she should not be out after dark. Quietly, she stepped down the ramp to the basement of The Slaughtered Lamb.
Her voice just above a whisper, she called out to the warlocks gathered. "I have heard you can teach me to wield power without limits, knowledge without constraint.." The tallest of the bunch, his dark hair falling in his eyes turned to her and grinned wickedly.
"Aye child, we can.."
Present Time...
It had been three years to the day since Koril (insert last name later) had run away from home and embraced the shadows. She had learned much in that time..and recently had retaken up her hobby of experimenting with demonic forces and souls. Hearing nothing but the sounds of her succubus's hooves on the cobblestones beside her, she slipped back to memories.
Flashback..
With delight, she began to summon and bind her first demon. She was still new to the art, and was not under her mentor's supervision, but she was foolish enough to believe that she could do this on her own.. The portal from which the demon was to come through shimmered..a form pressing through. She blinked in shock, for it was not a demon at all..but simply a very handsome male human, wearing nothing but a thin robe of the finest black silk. He smiled at her.
"I..I think my spell went awry..I'm sorry." She stammered a bit, trying to place what had gone wrong as the man stepped closer, the portal closing behind him.
"You are so beautiful for one so young.." His voice was almost hypnotising, she blushed at the compliment.
"I think I know how to reverse it so I can send you back to your home, I'm very sorry to have disturbed you." She flipped the pages of her spellbook, frowning at herself for her failure. The man stepped yet closer, reaching down and tilting her chin up to look at him. A feral gleam in his eyes, he grinned once again..the small fangs showing this time.
Koril cried out as the incubus lunged, tearing at her clothes, mockingly repeating what he had said as he stepped from the portal. She realized her error..the binding had not been set properly...
Present time...
Shaking her head, clearing away the memories, she whispered to herself. "I will never be that weak again.." Sounds filled her ears, she had wandered into the Lion's Pride Inn, as she always seemed to. The innkeeper watched her warily, noting the newly aquired succubus, he handed her a drink, free of charge.
She sat down in a lone chair, sipping from the mug and watching the activity of the inn. It always tended to be bustling, but today was an unusually busy one. Noting with distaste the amount of paladins was ever growing, she set the mug down and removed her spellbook from her pack.
Flipping through the pages, she found an experiment on a variation of a spell she had been using lately. The original would take a fraction of a soul from another, and then she could infuse it within whatever living being she chose. This variation, however, was the reverse. It would take a fraction of the essence from a demon..and infuse that with whomever she chose. It was intended to make the person more powerful, yet she did not dare test it on herself.
She chuckled, and whispered to the succubus in demonic. "I do believe it is time to do a bit of soul searching Kalriel, don't you?"
Posted by Koril at 12:55 PM 16 May 2005