Skyrim/Aveloth - [ Private - SlayerofLight & ScarsLove ]

[ScarsLove]

The dungeon in which Eon was kept was dark, dank and smelt of must. Ghost thought it was an appropriate place to keep a personal prisoner of hers.

"Ah, my dear friend! You have finally awoken, you slept long and well, yes?"

[SlayerOfLight]

Looking on his side, he noticed the same cat entity he dealt with before.

''Oh, it's you. Why am I NOT surprised...'' replied Eon with rolling eyes.

[ScarsLove]

''Oh, it's you. Why am I NOT surprised...''

Ghost knelt down to her captive and sneered, "My friend, aren't you happy to see me? For am I happy to see you. Are you not curious as to your whereabouts?"

[SlayerOfLight]

''I like you better than that stupid mutt among my group, I'll give you that.'' replied Eon sarcastically.

However, the thing is; I do NOT take kindly to being abducted and tied up in my sleep!'' said Eon in an outburst of anger as he squirmed and struggled violently like a mad man to break free from the ropes.

[ScarsLove]

''I like you better than that stupid mutt among my group, I'll give you that. However, the thing is; I do NOT take kindly to being abducted and tied up in my sleep!''

Ghost drew her ears back from the loud screech that was Eon's voice, "By the Rat God, shut that blasted trap of yours before I cut that tongue of yours." Hissed the angry Khajitt, "Now I don't care whether or not that you like me better than the mutt of your pathetic excuse for a group or not, all I care about is delivering your smug face upon a platter to Vuldred. With you out of the way, this will be an easy conquest."

[SlayerOfLight]

Not afraid, Eon stopped struggling for a brief second and sat up, gazing straight into Ghost's face.

''No YOU better shut your pie hole kitty-cat, because when I get free I will skin you alive and make a nice coat out of your pelt.'' replied Eon furiously.

[ScarsLove]

''No YOU better shut your pie hole kitty-cat, because when I get free I will skin you alive and make a nice coat out of your pelt.''

Ghost hissed and furrowed her brows, rushing forward and pinning Eon to the wall, a dagger flat against his throat. "And how do you expect to do that? I have your enchanted sword and I doubt you're strong enough to break that rope. You are a weak little man, a pathetic excuse for a mortal. It would have been best that you died that night your men did. A poor leader deserves a dishonorable death."

[SlayerOfLight]

After remaining silent for a few seconds, Eon bursted out into an insane chuckle.

''Weak? That's funny, I was actually thinking the same about you. Because you are nothing but Vuldred's little spoiled lap-cat. And I'm not even mentioning the fact how I easily could've killed you during our first meeting, if I used my sword instead of my shield. What's the matter, is the poor kitteh mad?''

[ScarsLove]

"I am most certainly not mad. If anything I'm amused by your nonsense. You're accusing me of being weak? Vuldred's little lap-cat? Your insults are pathetic, even more so than you. What your personal opinion is on everything, it doesn't matter. I'm starting to believe your supposed 'Loremasters' are losing the touch with their so called 'Supreme Being' in putting faith in a man like you. How do they expect someone like you to lead an army against Vuldred and the Dark Lord if you can't even manage a couple of our Shadow Knights with those measly knights of yours."

At this she used the tip of her dagger to point his head upwards, digging a bit into his skin, "You are no true leader. You're a failure. Just as you lead your men into death, you will lead the armies you pretend to wield, the werewolf girl and that dumb mutt of yours into disaster."

[SlayerOfLight]

''Excuse me madame kitty, but could you please repeat all of that? Maybe it'd make more sense if I heard it a second time.'' said Eon, clearly not giving a crap and too busy thinking about a way to free himself.