Elf Denial (Part 1)

A shadow came to the altar and stood over him as he took the other dagger and thrust it into his heart...

....

But did not die, though one must admit that the sheer AGONY that elf...er....self inflicted wound has caused Fertal.

A sharp, high pitched female....well....what could be something between a squeek and a scream to the side of Fertal marks where Artizza has also stuck a dagger into her own heart.

.....

"What fun!" a childish girl voice giggles, looking at her latest "toys".

This was almost as fun as she had with that dwarven toy, just a while ago back on the mortal plane.

Then again, when one's toys are immortal (as Dark Elves are the wont of being) one could get so much....more....delight from "play".

She then is about to command both Artizza's and Fertal's betraying limbs to inflict even further damage as she heals her toys just enough for them to.... be able to appreciate the next level of pain she's going to introduce them to in this "recruitment" when a shadow falls over her and she looks up to see her father....

Who isn't smiling at the least! Point in fact, his dark mood might have something to do with him looking a bit.....scorched for some reason. Like as if he'd gotten grilled for something (perhaps literally)!

The demon/faerie child girl/monster squeels in protest as the elves before her vanish without even a puff of smoke.

1. "Young one," he says in a voice as cold as the artic, "I will have a word with you!"
2. They find themselves in new surroundings...

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