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When eventually you finish walking thru that "Dark Forrest" you'll find yourself in front os a delapadated Inn, with an old sign, screeching in the gentle breeze, showing a picture of a bird that is balancing on a branch with it's feet hanging on each site.

The flaky paint underneath the picture, shows vaguely the words "The Spreadlegged Harlot", investigating further you notice a Half door <the top half seems to be missing> when you try to peer inside you only see darkness, you hear a few screeching sounds in the back ground.

Are you going in to investigate ???

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She smirks at the name of this old Inn, her couriosty taking the best of her. She places her hand on the hilt of her sword and takes a step inside..her elven eye site trying to break the darkness. She listens to the screeching, trying to place where the sound is comming from.

suddenly she heared a loud noise, the door had closed behind her!!
And since it was getting dark, she couldn't see very well anymore..

She jumps at the sound and turns as the door closes. Cursing to herself as she blinks, staring into the darkness that seems to consume her with every passing second. She stands perfectly still..listening.

"Welcome to our place, it´s a place for the doomed."

In a shivering voice she answers "What is the price of a dwarfen ale here?"

"Believe me you will not need any drinks at all any more!" the hollow voice responds.

She gulps, an ice cold shiver spreading through her body. This voice was so unearthly, it made her weak. In a soft voice that was bearly above a whisper, she says.."I think I'll be going now." And takes a step back towards the closed door.

As she takes a step back to the door, the floor underneath her vanishes and she falls down a trap door sliding down a neverending tunnel. Something skitters after her through the tunnel.

She screams as she falls..and she seems to fall forever. Finally she lands in a huge pool of water and soon after a huge splash is heard followed by laughing. "You are a fool. Long have I dreamed of drinking elven blood!" She shivers at these words and looks around her in the darkness, praying for a possible escape.

She suddenly feels ground and steps out of the water.

Then she reminds herself of a few spells she once learned. Not that magic was her best friend, but anyway...

...she casts the spell and looks at the room now filled with the warm magical light.

Hundreds of bones lie there scattered across the floor of the endless hall she finds herself in. She reaches for her sword, but it isn´t there any more. "must have lost it when I fell down", she thinks.

"Come to me; follow your destiniy!" the voice shouts.

She curses to herself...searching the room for a weapon of some kind. She still had no idea who or what was talking to her...it didn't really matter, it wanted to kill her and that was not an option. Whatever it was..it drank blood, she was glad for the silver cross that hung around her neck, not really sure if it would protect her or not. But if it was a vampire...what was it doing in this pool of water?

She notices the thousands of bones move by some hidden force, faster and faster and faster the bones construct a tight sphere of bones joined to imprison her.
"There is no escape now!!" The sphere of bone she is trapped in begins to roll down another tunnel in the cave toward some unknown destination.

When she stops at the bottom of a long tunnel and after digging her way free of the bones

She response in a deffiant tone "No, it is not my destiny to Be with You!, but TO DESTROY YOU!!!!"

and as she looks around the room for a weapon, she sees a barely visible hilt of a sword, as she grabs it she thinks to herself,
'this is very old and is extremely cold to my touch but I need a weapon'.......

"I´ve waited very long for a kind like you. From the moment you walked in here you were supposed to be mine! Come to me! Join me in death!"

The voice is very intense, now rather quiet but still it makes her shiver in a way she never felt before. She feels attracted to the voice in a very strange way, asking herself if she was becoming mad.

"Be my lady, my princess of darkness, turn out that light!", and suddenly her magical light vanishes.

"Let darkness surround you forever!"

She grabs her new found blade even harder.

She screams as her light goes out and suddenly feels very cold. Icey breath against her neck..she grows very weak and fights to stay awake, but the cold seems to drain her life away. With one last futile action..she lifts her hand to grasp the silver cross around her neck..and then, she passes out.

She wakes up with a major headache in a dark chamber with a ancient candle on the ground and a red robe around her. She realizes she has a sudden hunger but not sure of quite what yet until on the side of the chamber wall is a chained old farmer. She screams out no but it is not enough for her body takes control and she finds herself with her teeth in the poor farmers neck. The blood drips from her mouth as she licks the farmers bloody neck.

The farmer's body lays dead in her arms as she looks down at the look of shear horror forever painted upon his face. She laughs as she drops him, the laughter filling the entire room. She was going insance..this was all a dream..it had to be. But then she saw him. A figure dressed in a black velvet robe, his long silver hair flowing to the stone ground. His face was the most handsom face she had ever beheld, she gasped. He held his arms out to her, a smile upon his blood red lips. As he spoke she noticed his voice was musical and no longer ful of threat. "Come to me, my new bride."

"I´m sorry that your initial meal was only a peasant, but soon we will be drinking from kings!"

"What happened?, Why did you dothis to me?", she asks confused.

"Imagine a life beyond good or evil, beyond death and beyond your fears! Together we will rule the world. When i first saw you, I knew that you were mine, and now I am yours. I gave you the power to terror the living and to seduce the dead. Get rid of that useless cross!"

With a shy smile she throws the last thing away that binds her to the living.

the title slowly fades in ..... glorious music in sudden crescendo

TA TATATA TATATA TATATA ....!!!!!

"LORD OF THE RINGS"
Return of the King

SCREEEEECCHHH!!!!

sudden blackness. noises in the background. from it u can tell that the old man has woken up to change the reels.
... more screeches.

the title slowly fades in ..... soft & creepy gothic music flows in ....

a George Romero production

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What a spoiler to this wonderful(?) <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" /> story janggut! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/suspicion.gif" alt="" />

OK I wrote kind of an ending but what you wrote... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/memad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/suspicion.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/winkwink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/delight.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/evilgrin1.gif" alt="" />

Ooo... bite me, u uptight vampire! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/suspicion.gif" alt="" />

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sorry to spoil it all. the idea just came to my head & i cannot resist the demon inside. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/evilgrin1.gif" alt="" />