The Waterfront

[The Forgotten God]

27 damage

Jonny takes two Mist daggers to the chest and coughs, his shot going wide. “What the hell was that?!” He shouted as his friend lowered his pistol and fired, but Demetrius is too fast for the both of them and Jon takes his own comrade’s bullet.

Jonarth dies

[Demetrius]

Feeling his own vulnerability with the sound of the gunshot ringing in his ears, Demetrius floods the room with mist. The eerie smoke like condensation radiates out of him, like a dam breaking beneath floodwaters. Concealed beneath the mist, Demetrius tries to sneak up on his remaining victim and open in throat.

[The Forgotten God]

As the Mist appears and Demetrius melts into it, he effortlessly guts the man and entrails and arterial blood paint the room like a macabre canvas. The whole house will be full of it in just a few seconds.

[Demetrius]

Releasing his hold on the Mist, Demetrius ends the spell. After checking the dead men for any gold, he enters the open doorway in search of the misty source.

[The Forgotten God]

He finds their pistols and a dozen silver coins. Inside the next room he sees their half eaten dinner as beers. He heard a couple more voices from down below the stairs. It isn’t possible that the shots had gone unheard. The stairs are across the room and to his right.

[Demetrius]

Not looking to walk into a room blind, Demetrius looks for any alternative entrances or vantage points that would allow him to get a view inside.

[The Forgotten God]

Unfortunately, it’s a narrow room and there’s only one way down so this looks like it has to be it if he wants to go on. He heard a strange whistling sound and a little green skull floated up the stairs and began peering around.

[Demetrius]

Demetrius attempts to avoid the green skull’s gaze, and sneak down the stairs.

[The Forgotten God]

The skull has no difficulty seeing him even through the shadows, and it’s strange fiery green stare reminds him of Mist magic. A thin beam emerged from its eye socket and illuminated a spot on his chest about an inch wide. “Welcome,” the skull said without moving its jawbone.

[Demetrius]

“Uhh, thanks?” responded Demetrius, caught off guard. “Good to be here...” He waited to see what the Skull would do next.

[The Forgotten God]

“It is quite rude to break into someone’s home and murder their employees,” the skull said in a calm but disapproving voice. “But the manner in which you did has drawn my interest. Come downstairs, if you’ve truly got the ability.”

[Demetrius]

As much as the skull’s interests had been peaked by Demetrius, so too he Demetrius’s attention been caught by the floating fleshless cranium. He obeyed, walking down the stairs tentatively.

[The Forgotten God]

The skull moves at a normal walking pace before stopping in front of a door then vanishing in a puff of smoke. The door swings open on its own and Demetrius sees a dozen or so green flames lighting up the room within. He still has yet to see anyone inside of it.

[Demetrius]

Feeling a sense of deja-vu wash over him, Demetrius steps into the room. "Enough games," he says spitefully, "Reveal yourself or I'll bring this whole complex to the ground."

[The Forgotten God]

A man and woman settle into view at the center of the room, the woman especially looking feral in the dim light. The man is short and stocky with a ridiculously long mustache and the woman is the exact opposite, tall and slim with eleven ears and sharply defined features. “Your impatience does you a disservice,” the man said. “You’re not what you think you are. Yet, anyway. Just a murderous little boy still rocking himself to sleep in his little cell. You...” the woman picked up the sentence in a mocking parental sort of tone.

“...never left that cell did you dearie? You really think you’re meant for greater things. Grander things.” She chuckled. “As if you’re special.”