07-05-2011, 12:27 PM
"I knew you were still in there..""Kelarria pushed back into the teary kiss with Sangreala, not aware of the immediate threat. Her new teacher, who was engaged against a Felhound, looked on in horror as he saw Sangreala pull the kris from her belt. Before he could even warn Kelarria, it flashed in the dim light of the Ghostlands, and it cut straight to Kelarrias heart. She stumbled backwards, looking down at the kris, and then up at Sangreala. She reached out for her, mouthing a silent 'Why?' before she hit the ground, her heart stopped, her mind flashing images until it stopped at one.
The word, the name echoed through her head in her dying breath. Sathia...
But Sangreala wasn't finished with Kelarria. This wasn't how she would let Kelarria die. She had other plans for her demise. "Death will not be the end of you... Not yet." She jams a soulstone into the open cavity in Kelarrias chest, and walks off with her still warm and bleeding heart in her hand.
...
There was nothing. Or maybe there was something? Kelarria looked around in a massive white expanse. Was this what waited for her in the afterlife? Just a huge white nothing? Or was she trapped in the last instant of thought in her mind?
She looks off into the distance, a familiar coloration. The colors of Silvermoon, a woman standing out there. She takes a step forwards, but it's slow. Incredibly slow. She steps again. And again, before trying to break into a run, which is only at the pace of a casual walk. But the person didn't move. She began drawing near after a grueling 'run'. She could feel her heart pounding...
Her heart? She was stabbed in her heart... She kept running for the person, recognizing her. Sathia! The name echoed in her mind again. She tried to yell this time. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Why couldn't she talk? She kept running towards Sathia, but started to feel a dreadful presence. She looked behind herself, and a black, swirling mass was approaching, consuming all that was bright behind her. She panicked, and pressed harder to run to Sathia. Finally she broke free of the invisible bonds that slowed her, and she got into a full run.
But it wasn't fast enough. The black swirling mass stretched around Kelarria. She tried to cry out for Sathia again, and still nothing. Or something? She turned and looked at Kelarria, but her face was... Expressionless, blank. Was Sathia losing herself? Is this a sign? Had Kelarria caused something to her? Her heart powered in her chest, before it began to hurt incredibly, and her ran brought her near to Sathia. A few more strides, now she's arm length- The swirling black mass blocked her off. Darkness, blackness, her chest in pain...
She woke up with a start. Not a start, but in a scream. A blood curdling, gut wrenching scream as she rolled around on her bed in unimaginable agony, clutching at her chest as her heart raced inside, feeling as if it was going to burst with every beat. Mathredison, her teacher, stood over her, unsure what to do. He simply waited until her agony subsided.
Kelarria looks up at him, grabbing at his robe weakly. "Dalaran..."
Dalaran was a safe haven for anyone to stay and heal. The Kirin Tor would slaughter any warlock or demon that even looked at Dalaran sideways. She could stay there to heal, recouperate...
She made quite a few new friends as she shared her sad, terrible tale, and even found Sathia there. The Light had left Sathia though. Hearing that pained Kelarria more than any blade could have. Sathia was without her divine powers, and was just... Normal. Kelarria felt dreadful, she knew it was her fault even though Sathia would never say so.
Her body was in terrible condition. It felt like the Soulstone simply took tiny bits and pieces from her other body parts, and used it to regrow her heart. She would cough up blood every couple of hours, and sometimes even vomited blood. But she was alive.
She met Astia and some of her friends, sharing her tale. Astia was even kind enough to give her a set of crutches to help her get around, which was much appreciated. Though, it was short lived. Kelarria felt herself getting... Sleepy. Just all the time sleepy, and found herself sleeping more and more. Eight hours a day, twelve hours a day, and recently, she spent twenty hours simply sleeping.
After her most recent rest, Kelarria walks down the stairs of the.. Some crudely named inn in the Sunreaver section of Dalaran. She sets her crutches under her arms, and slowly makes her way to Sathia, smiling and chatting slightly. But she already felt sleepy again, after her rest. She ignored it and chatted a bit, before Sathias attention turned away. Kelarria gazed into the fire infront of her, and then nothing.
Sathia would notice her sudden silence. Kelarria was hanging limply on her crutches, gradually starting to fall forwards, but she's caught by Sathia before she hits the ground. She carries Kelarria back upstairs to put her to rest. Kelarria won't wake up for quite some time, however.
Killer: Sangreala
Resurrecter: Sangreala (Soulstone)
-Temporary side effects-
Minimal to no magic useage. Unable to control the arcane in her current state.
Frequent chest pains, difficulty with physical activity.
Nightmares fueled by the tortured soul in the soulstone used to revive her.
-Long Term side effects-
Clingy attachment to Sathia that may cause her to follow her into extremely dangerous situations against her wishes. Unlikely to follow if it's not too dangerous, but may refuse to stand by if she fears for Sathias life.
Occasional physical weakness due to her heart, causing in being unable to act for some amount of time, perhaps becoming a threat to her life in fights if it happens.
-Permanent side effects-
Deep, semi-crescent shaped scar on her chest over her heart.
Occasional flashbacks of the events that happened in her mind, causing her to simply break down and cry. Most likely to happen during sleep, or when she is not doing much, such as resting at an inn.
The word, the name echoed through her head in her dying breath. Sathia...
But Sangreala wasn't finished with Kelarria. This wasn't how she would let Kelarria die. She had other plans for her demise. "Death will not be the end of you... Not yet." She jams a soulstone into the open cavity in Kelarrias chest, and walks off with her still warm and bleeding heart in her hand.
...
There was nothing. Or maybe there was something? Kelarria looked around in a massive white expanse. Was this what waited for her in the afterlife? Just a huge white nothing? Or was she trapped in the last instant of thought in her mind?
She looks off into the distance, a familiar coloration. The colors of Silvermoon, a woman standing out there. She takes a step forwards, but it's slow. Incredibly slow. She steps again. And again, before trying to break into a run, which is only at the pace of a casual walk. But the person didn't move. She began drawing near after a grueling 'run'. She could feel her heart pounding...
Her heart? She was stabbed in her heart... She kept running for the person, recognizing her. Sathia! The name echoed in her mind again. She tried to yell this time. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Why couldn't she talk? She kept running towards Sathia, but started to feel a dreadful presence. She looked behind herself, and a black, swirling mass was approaching, consuming all that was bright behind her. She panicked, and pressed harder to run to Sathia. Finally she broke free of the invisible bonds that slowed her, and she got into a full run.
But it wasn't fast enough. The black swirling mass stretched around Kelarria. She tried to cry out for Sathia again, and still nothing. Or something? She turned and looked at Kelarria, but her face was... Expressionless, blank. Was Sathia losing herself? Is this a sign? Had Kelarria caused something to her? Her heart powered in her chest, before it began to hurt incredibly, and her ran brought her near to Sathia. A few more strides, now she's arm length- The swirling black mass blocked her off. Darkness, blackness, her chest in pain...
She woke up with a start. Not a start, but in a scream. A blood curdling, gut wrenching scream as she rolled around on her bed in unimaginable agony, clutching at her chest as her heart raced inside, feeling as if it was going to burst with every beat. Mathredison, her teacher, stood over her, unsure what to do. He simply waited until her agony subsided.
Kelarria looks up at him, grabbing at his robe weakly. "Dalaran..."
Dalaran was a safe haven for anyone to stay and heal. The Kirin Tor would slaughter any warlock or demon that even looked at Dalaran sideways. She could stay there to heal, recouperate...
She made quite a few new friends as she shared her sad, terrible tale, and even found Sathia there. The Light had left Sathia though. Hearing that pained Kelarria more than any blade could have. Sathia was without her divine powers, and was just... Normal. Kelarria felt dreadful, she knew it was her fault even though Sathia would never say so.
Her body was in terrible condition. It felt like the Soulstone simply took tiny bits and pieces from her other body parts, and used it to regrow her heart. She would cough up blood every couple of hours, and sometimes even vomited blood. But she was alive.
She met Astia and some of her friends, sharing her tale. Astia was even kind enough to give her a set of crutches to help her get around, which was much appreciated. Though, it was short lived. Kelarria felt herself getting... Sleepy. Just all the time sleepy, and found herself sleeping more and more. Eight hours a day, twelve hours a day, and recently, she spent twenty hours simply sleeping.
After her most recent rest, Kelarria walks down the stairs of the.. Some crudely named inn in the Sunreaver section of Dalaran. She sets her crutches under her arms, and slowly makes her way to Sathia, smiling and chatting slightly. But she already felt sleepy again, after her rest. She ignored it and chatted a bit, before Sathias attention turned away. Kelarria gazed into the fire infront of her, and then nothing.
Sathia would notice her sudden silence. Kelarria was hanging limply on her crutches, gradually starting to fall forwards, but she's caught by Sathia before she hits the ground. She carries Kelarria back upstairs to put her to rest. Kelarria won't wake up for quite some time, however.
Killer: Sangreala
Resurrecter: Sangreala (Soulstone)
-Temporary side effects-
Minimal to no magic useage. Unable to control the arcane in her current state.
Frequent chest pains, difficulty with physical activity.
Nightmares fueled by the tortured soul in the soulstone used to revive her.
-Long Term side effects-
Clingy attachment to Sathia that may cause her to follow her into extremely dangerous situations against her wishes. Unlikely to follow if it's not too dangerous, but may refuse to stand by if she fears for Sathias life.
Occasional physical weakness due to her heart, causing in being unable to act for some amount of time, perhaps becoming a threat to her life in fights if it happens.
-Permanent side effects-
Deep, semi-crescent shaped scar on her chest over her heart.
Occasional flashbacks of the events that happened in her mind, causing her to simply break down and cry. Most likely to happen during sleep, or when she is not doing much, such as resting at an inn.