Within the Jagged Peaks; a series of high, jagged volcanoes, lied Skull Cave. Skull Cave lied at the peak of the most active volcano in the region, constantly spewing red hot lava like a freshly cut wound bleeding blood, falling down the volcano like a river off the side of a mountain.
Inside, on a black throne sat Pyratus. How he got here from Landor? Nobody knows.
He had set a barrier around the cave meant to turn anyone with an untainted soul into nothing more than a pile of ash before sending out invitations out across the multiverse. The letters were in black envelopes and stamped with blood red wax. He had used a strange loophole in the multiverse, enabling him to send out infinite copies to every tainted being in the multiverse.
"The guests should be arriving soon, Master Pyratus." Edgar said. Edgar, a wolf, was the lord of a blood cult, and one of Pyratus' most valued and powerful allies. They had known each other since Edgar was but a pup, where Pyratus took it among himself to father and manipulate the child into his perfect ally.
"Good." Pyratus said. "Bring out the wine. The trek here is long, and the guests will likely be thirsty."
"By your orders, Father Pyratus."
Inside, on a black throne sat Pyratus. How he got here from Landor? Nobody knows.
He had set a barrier around the cave meant to turn anyone with an untainted soul into nothing more than a pile of ash before sending out invitations out across the multiverse. The letters were in black envelopes and stamped with blood red wax. He had used a strange loophole in the multiverse, enabling him to send out infinite copies to every tainted being in the multiverse.
"The guests should be arriving soon, Master Pyratus." Edgar said. Edgar, a wolf, was the lord of a blood cult, and one of Pyratus' most valued and powerful allies. They had known each other since Edgar was but a pup, where Pyratus took it among himself to father and manipulate the child into his perfect ally.
"Good." Pyratus said. "Bring out the wine. The trek here is long, and the guests will likely be thirsty."
"By your orders, Father Pyratus."
Erilyn was getting ready for the night ahead in a room she had rented when there was a knock at the door. She turned, feeling suspicious since she had not expected any visitors. "Who is it?" she asked, having just donned functional but well-made clothing and her armor. Pulling a strap tight on her gauntlet and throwing her cloak about herself, she listened for anything untoward. Her long ears didn't pick up on anything, but she still approached the door from the side. Her hair was in a braided bun tucked against the back of her head.
"Just a message, madam," one of the staff here at the tavern called, she recognized the voice. Opening the door, she looked down at the human and held out a long-fingered, black-skinned hand. He handed it over, his motions hesitant, her kept his eyes down. "My thanks," the dark elf told him, flipping him a copper coin and shutting the door. The envelope was unusual, though she did like the color of the wax. Sitting at the desk and using one of her blades to deftly break the seal, she took a look inside. But not before a simple spell to detect any curse that might be upon it.
Once her paranoia had been allayed, she opened and read over the invitation. It was intriguing, she had just finished a bounty and was ready for such an opportunity. But how to get there? The drow made arrangements with a wizard that owed her a favor, and he used a spell to send her not only through the multiverse but to the destination that the letter had come from. Before walking through the portal that the wizard summoned, Erilyn was given a lifeline back to her own place and time. It was a spelled object in the shape of a key. She had but to put it into any door, and she'd come back here.
A few moments later, Erilyn appeared outside the cave. Passing through the barrier with no issue at all, she was alert for any threat. This might be a trap, she needed to be cautious. But even as she kept a hand near the hilt of her shortsword, her instincts told her this was legitimate. "Hello," she greeted him once she saw Pyratus, "were you the one that sent the letter?" Her low voice still carried a trace of her drow accent, a severe tongue that had branched from surface elves long ago. Erilyn's tone was one of courteous inquiry, her silver eyes looked over those present and around the chamber.
"Just a message, madam," one of the staff here at the tavern called, she recognized the voice. Opening the door, she looked down at the human and held out a long-fingered, black-skinned hand. He handed it over, his motions hesitant, her kept his eyes down. "My thanks," the dark elf told him, flipping him a copper coin and shutting the door. The envelope was unusual, though she did like the color of the wax. Sitting at the desk and using one of her blades to deftly break the seal, she took a look inside. But not before a simple spell to detect any curse that might be upon it.
Once her paranoia had been allayed, she opened and read over the invitation. It was intriguing, she had just finished a bounty and was ready for such an opportunity. But how to get there? The drow made arrangements with a wizard that owed her a favor, and he used a spell to send her not only through the multiverse but to the destination that the letter had come from. Before walking through the portal that the wizard summoned, Erilyn was given a lifeline back to her own place and time. It was a spelled object in the shape of a key. She had but to put it into any door, and she'd come back here.
A few moments later, Erilyn appeared outside the cave. Passing through the barrier with no issue at all, she was alert for any threat. This might be a trap, she needed to be cautious. But even as she kept a hand near the hilt of her shortsword, her instincts told her this was legitimate. "Hello," she greeted him once she saw Pyratus, "were you the one that sent the letter?" Her low voice still carried a trace of her drow accent, a severe tongue that had branched from surface elves long ago. Erilyn's tone was one of courteous inquiry, her silver eyes looked over those present and around the chamber.
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