Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

[Dragongal]

Em gritted her teeth, knowing that if she didnt play along, Callum would be captured again. Slowly, she nodded.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Halciet nodded slowly. "Take off these chains of your past life, and embrace the comfort of a new one. Lady Emmalia Cross will now disavow any connection to her past life, and will be known henceforth as Emmalia of the Old Bloods with this seal." Halciet nodded his head at Almerith, who stepped in front of Emmalia and opened up her collar enough to show her collarbone, stepping aside as Halciet pressed the brand onto her.

 

[Dragongal]

Em screamed through gritted teeth, and tears started running down her face. The heat of the brand hurt, but the fact that it was silver was a thousand times worse.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Halciet kept the brand against her for a moment, the sigil burning deep into her skin. He pulled it away, revealing their mark that was still steaming. "You are now a part of the family. Welcome Emmalia."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia closed her eyes tight for a few moments before forcing herself to look up and nod, her voice hoarse from screaming.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Halciet set down the brand. "We'll have our best healers work on you Emmalia. We're glad to have you be a part of us."

 

[Dragongal]

"Thank you," Em said softly, doing her best not to sound angry. She did well, too.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Halciet instructed some guards to bring Emmalia to a healers paradise, where a crew of them all began working on Emmalia's wounds.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia was quite the difficult patient, with her strange difficulty accepting magic healing. Eventually they made it so she could walk, but with some stiffness and soreness still.

 

[Solar Daddy]

When they were finished, Emmalia was instructed to go to a specific room not too far from where she was healed at, while being escorted by an array if guards.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia looked at the guards, then said,"If I'm part of the family now, why do I need an escort."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"It's for your safety ma'am." One of them said, although it was rather obvious they had malicious intent. Either way, Emmalia could do nothing, since the amount of vampires around her would ensure her defeat. "Please proceed to the room."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia nodded and went into the room. Her knees hurt her very badly, and she knew she needed to sit down.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Inside was a single person attached to an operating table of sorts. On it was a human, bound to the table and seemingly terrified. He was creaming out against the rag covering his mouth. The guards blocked the door they came in through. "Please, regain your strength." The one in front told her.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia looked at the man, then back at the guards. "I can't, the human blood would make me sick." She put on a fairly believable act.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"You'll get used to it." He said,obviously not budging. "Proceed."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia shook her head. "No. I'm not even hungry, you may as well let him go."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"This is part of the initiation." He spoke again. "Feed."

 

[Dragongal]

Em gritted her teeth. How far was she willing to go for this act? This man would surely be killed anyway, at least she could make it painless. She hesitantly walked up to the table and quockly bit his neck so as to cause as little pain as possible. The smell and taste of fresh human blood reminded her how hungry she was, and she drank about a mouthful more than she meant to, but didn't frenzy. She pulled away, with her eyes red, and did her best to keep a grip on reality. Her best option, she found, was thinking about Callum. She hated herself for enjoying the blood, though, and she was shaking, both from the adrenaline surge and from the longing for more blood.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"You shouldn't waste cattle we've spent so long farming." He said, stepping forward. "Indulge, you've earned it."

 

[Dragongal]

Em shook her head. "Too rich...." She mumbled, only half faking her weakness. She stepped back and leaned against the wall, trying to keep her head straight.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"You're weak." He told her. "Your morals have made you weak, you don't deserve such a gift." He stepped menacingly closer. "You will always be nothing if you refuse your gift."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia growled, "Keep up the threatening tone and you'll see what I can do." Sure she was weak. But she was sure she could take the guard, especially aince she was on human blood for the moment. And Halciet evidently liked her, so she could probably talk her way out of it. But perhaps this guard didn't know she had taken the potion?

 

[Solar Daddy]

"I know you can't amount to anything without human blood. That's the only reason you think you can handle this fight, but even then you're still at a disadvantage. We're all superior to you here - your morals won't get you very far."

 

[Dragongal]

"How many of your friends did I murder when you all kidnapped me? Or when I tried to escape?" Em stood and squared her shoulders back. "And for some reason, your Lord thinks I'm valuable, whether it's because of the potion that changed me, or what, I don't know."