by The Kingpin » Fri Jul 17, 2009 8:49 pm
"Well, there was that one Demon in Africa that tore the faces off it's victims to assume their identity....the victims never died...they'd remain in agony and wouldn't be able to grow their skin back, regardless of what was done. there's also Trifectus....a Werewolf that made a habit of targetting women...more commonly the elderly...let's just say all that was left when we found one of his victims was a room covered in blood, and maybe the odd finger" said Drake. "You forgot about that one Demon Lord....what was he called...S'Zhun" interrupted Mike. "S'Zhun.....ugh, that name sends a chill down my spine any time i hear it. when i first came across his haunt, it was covered in sharp spikes and had fleshy, bloody, slimey growths growing all over them. being a Demon Lord, Brimstone sent a team of 20. he singlehandedly killed, reanimated, possessed and enslaved 19 of them. one of them was my former Mentor...Salazar Septus. really ancient Vampire. he was one of the first sons of Dracula. he was a Vampire Lord who went against his kind once he saw where their plans were headed. extremely powerful. after S'Zhun killed, reanimated, disfigured and possessed him, he nearly killed me. i barely escaped alive. i'll never forget what he looked like after the Demon got him....it was hunched. it's face's features were stretched and distorted, and the neck had seemingly disappeared into it's torso. the face had ended up on it's right shoulder, close to the chest. the skin was ripped up all over it's upper torso, and the whole body was covered in 7 inch long spikes. the combat uniform Salazar was wearing was in tatters and sickly white skin was exposed. it's veins were showing clearly. it wasn't the kind of pale that you see in Vampires. this was different. it shown with slime and it's breathing was erratic. a new head had grown out of where the shoulder blades would've been, still facing forward due to it being hunched over. apart from the two gaping holes where it's eyes should've been. the only thing that could be made out on it's slimey milky skinned face was it's hole of a mouth....completely lined with huge, spike like teeth. they were all pointing forwards, it was like some massive mosquito, complete with wings. but if it got ahold of something it closed in on it's own mouth, pulling whatever was skewered on the spikes into the mouth. it's right arm was huge, and ended in 5 blade-like claws. there were shadowy tentacle things swirling from large gaping...pores, all along the arm. i don't know what it was....but it seemed to kill and rot away whatever it touched. even the rare clean walls in the building crumbled and collapsed when it was near them.... the fleshy parts of the walls decayed and fell off. i ended up using that to find out if it was trying to hide behind walls to catch me off guard...it seemed to stumble along, but was frighteningly fast despite it's appearance. it alone was responsible for the deaths of the 5 guys that had survived with me up to that point. in the end, an explosion caused by a fire that was raging through the building near the end is what blew it off me before it killed me" said Drake, somewhat lost in his memories. "S'Zhun is still out there somewhere....no matter how many agents we send after him, they all end up dead. Drake was just about the only one who EVER got away" added Mike with a shudder...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG