Ammy had felt that something was wrong with her since the revival of her soul. Fleet wouldn?t mention anything about how he revived her, but a glowing homunculus symbol appeared on her inner thigh a month after she was revived. Fearing that she wasn?t really alive, but just a memory in some unholy body, she began researching the subject of homunculi. Her research led her to a plant called a Jade Rose. From there, her memory lapsed in and out of amnesia as she worked with the plant.
Lene, though, was growing rather concerned and suspicious of her mother?s odd behavior in the last three months. After doing her own research in the Rhydin?s brail section of the city library, Lene figured out what Ammy really was. Hell bent on ridding Rhydin of the homunculus, Lene managed to deconstruct Ammy?s left arm during a fight with her. Ammy escaped, confused and hurt.
It was only a matter of time before Fleet heard about the commotion going on. He met with Lene and tried to get her back off of Ammy. He even confessed to knowing she was a homunculus. Lene refused and became upset with her father enough to strike him in the muzzle drawing blood. That strike brought Lene?s disownment. Fleet had her removed from the Den and denounced knowing her.
Ammy, with her arm now repaired, continued on her research to turn her life back to normal.
The Arena, below Red Dragon Inn:
Ammy's paws whispered gently on the stairs down to the arena. Her research with the Jade Rose had come to a sudden halt when she found all her materials confiscated. She did have a small stash of the plant in the cellars next to Arena, as well as a battered note book. She was heading for them. The air felt really cold, but her fur kept her comfy. Breath trailing her, the fog turning to ice in the insanely cold arena. Emeralds look over to see Icesong and a few others. Icesong was bound by chains of ice? Interesting, but she really needed to get to her stash. She was close to unlocking something.
Moving to a stack of crates, the cobwebs a beautiful lacing of ice with the unfortunate spider and icy jewel in the center, adorned a space behind the crate. Ammy batted the webbing aside sending it to shatter on the floor. Crouching, she pried up a small piece of planking. A box lay in a small stow away space. Lifting it up, it creaked, brittle from the cold. Opening the box, she grinned ferally. Beautiful. The vials of Jade Rose serum were intact, if not frozen. She pulled vials out, all six of them, and retrieved the tattered note book underneath of them.
Box empty, she left it on the crates. She moved for the tiny bar the arena had. Reaching the bar, and staying away from epicenter of cold, she sank below the counter top into a easy crouch and began reading her notes. The effects of working with the Jade Rose had given her more cases of amnesia than she cared, but that is why she had note books scattered for her to read. She knew that the Jade Rose may cure her of her problem.
Reading a smeared paragraph, she grinned. "I just need to drink enough serum, and soon, I should align." she took one of the six vials; the clear green liquid was part slush as the room was warming. Popping off the cap, she hesitated. She didn't know if she'd remember what she's doing. Grabbing a pen from her pant pocket, she jotted down that she was taking one dose and the date. "Well, Ammy girl let?s get closer to being sane."
Vas Drel: Floating over to the girl drinking the odd liquid. ?So if you drink all of those, what happens??
Ammy paused before drinking to look at the floating man. "I hope to regain something I've lost."
Vas Drel: ?Your sanity? That seems to be a bit overrated. Who needs sanity, I certainly didn't need it.? Nodding as he spins around a bit in the air.
Ammy Spiritor: "Sanity is a product of what I hope to regain. I have been called Demon Doll, Homunculi, and a thing to be destroyed. I have a fragment of a dead woman?s soul. I just want to have a whole soul, maybe then I won't be sought out like an evil creature."
Vas Drel: ?Hrm, well that?s a predicament. You could always get some friends who have conquered that "evil creature" title. I'm half mind flayer, and that?s kind of frowned upon. I see no problem with you thus far. Then again, I didn't think that bunny could do that to a man's skull, so I guess anything is possible.? He extended a hand. ?My name is Vas Drel, by the way, and if you don't mind, I tend to enjoy formal introductions.?
"Ammy Wolf-Spiritor." she offered a paw to shake his hand. "My daughter, I think she's my daughter, has sought to kill me. I think I died, or at least the woman?s soul I have, died." her mind was a bit fogged from the experimentations with the Jade Rose.
Vas Drel: He shook her paw. ?Well it seems that you have a partial reincarnation, although the seeking to be whole is a decent motivator. Good luck in your endeavors. If you need magical assistance, and I happen to be drifting through, then I'll help you out, free of charge. Consider it a noble act from one ?Evil creature? to another.? He chuckled a bit.
Ammy gave a grin in return, a bit unearthly, but she was sure he wouldn't mind. With that said, she put vial to furred lips and tilted her head back consuming the first dose.
Vas Drel: And with that he would float over to baby ice. ?So you want to kill that guy I take it??
Baby Ice: she watched the man as he floated to her. "Yes."
A green fire burned within Ammy. The taste of mint, pepper, and metal erupted in her muzzle as her nerves twitched firing all at once. Her mind raced as the Jade Rose serum opened her senses beyond her capacity. Her body toppled over. She laid on the floor, behind the bar, emerald eyes wide open, staring into space. Her essence was before a wrought iron double gate with screaming visages cast into it. A cackle is heard in her mind.
Vas Drel: ?Well he seems...? He was distracted by the falling woman. ?I'm not sure that was supposed to happen. Oh dear.? He floated back over to Ammy. ?Umm... are you alright??
Ammy was hearing nothing, seeing nothing but that gate. The Keeper of the Gate opened a small portal and stuck its head out. <I>Decide living was not worth it? Wanting to come back to death? </I>Ammy felt cold before it. "I gave you my ability to create life in exchange for living. Yet, I am this?" she opened her arms to encompass her entire homunculi body. "A shard of my soul. All you allowed me was a shard of my soul?" The words would be muttered from her muzzle. <I>Your offer was the introductory price. Your soul was a down payment. I could have let you through with no soul, no memories, a complete puppet. Do you have something to offer for your soul now? A living mortal maybe? How about your husband? Maybe that little thorn of a daughter that blew off your arm? </I>
Vas Drel: Floats over the muttering one, spinning in a sort of hilarious fashion. ?Well it doesn't seem like you're ok, but I don't want to interfere with the process. What is a half illithid to do... hmmm... Do you mind if I peek into your mind a bit? Just to see what?s going on?? He crosses his arms thinking. ?What a tough decision...?
Ammy Spiritor: "Maybe I will just storm your gate and take it back? We had a deal." Ammy growled. She wasn't hearing Vas, her growl was loud in her mind, weak in the living world though. <I>Deals are only good on paper, but when make a deal with me, I don't have clauses, just claws. You want your soul back, give me barter. And I truly would love to see you storm my gates. Give me a reason to take you completely. </I>The Gate Keeper had a wicked cheeshire cat grin.
Vas Drel: ?Well, since no response is given, let?s just take a peek or two.? He began to try looking into her mind, just a glance or two, to see what was going on.
Gates of Shamballa is what Vas would see, as well as Ammy's aetheral form arguing with a Gate Keeper that seemed to have form yet no form all at once.
Vas Drel: Well that is quite a sight. He doesn't really know how to respond to that. He'll just keep watching for now, listening in on the conversation.
"Can I barter with other souls?" the thought of offering up Lene to the gate was quite appealing. The memory of her daughter deconstructing her automail arm in the Inn three nights back, quite fresh in her Jade Rose laced mind, but something was telling her no. <I>Ah, you want the payment plan. I see. You never cease to amaze me. You have with you an eighth of your soul. Bring me seven souls and you get your whole soul back. It can be in one deposit, or I can hand you back your soul piecemeal. </I>
Vas Drel: After he had made up his mind, he decided to project his form into that quaint little setting. ?Well this is quite the place. Say, gatekeeper man, do you accept souls from others as payment, because I've collected a few. The crowning masterwork of my collection being a necromancer who thought undead were hilarious. Never saw that lich coming...?
<I>One soul, one fragment.</I>.. the gate keeper paused looking at the new entrant. <I>Does this look like Club Med? She must collect the souls. The taint must be on her. If you want to make a purchase then by all means, we can talk, but her soul is for her to buy.</I>
Vas Drel: He rubbed his hands together. ?Darn, that?s too bad. Oh well, I gave it a shot. Guess I will leave you two to your business, unless you have something to say before I leave your mind alone?? To Ammy.
Ammy?s fingers began to twitch. The serum was starting to ebb from Ammy's blood, breaking down quickly. Her ethereal form starting to fade as she was regaining her consciousness. The Keeper just grinned and waved a sarcastic farewell to Ammy. She blinked once at hearing Vas, then she was sitting bolt upright behind the bar in pain. The serum was highly toxic.
Vas Drel: Well he was suddenly booted from her mind when she sat up, in pain. ?Hey, you don't look so good. Here, drink this. It cures poisons.? Holds out a neon green potion.
Lovely, green for green. She thought in pain. She took the offered potion and swallowed. The taste was slightly better than the serum.
Vas Drel: ?So souls for a soul? Sounds like a swindle to me.? Stating knowingly.
Breathing hard, trying not heave, Ammy thought about it. "It?s sort of an equivalent exchange. I should have seen it coming."
Vas Drel: ?I don't think so. It seems one should suffice for one.? He shrugged. ?That?s how the world works though. May I suggest looking for suicidal people??
"I'll take that under advisement. I was a soul when I bartered to come back to the living. I had nothing to barter really. I've been had." Ammy felt herself grow cold.
Vas Drel: ?Well there is no way to go about it. You know... you could be a thief. I have plenty of souls, and you can't have any!? Said with a wink.
"I'd rather not play it's games. I am more of a force my way in kind of lady." she stood shakily and noted that the earlier commotion had ended.
Vas Drel: He nodded. ?If that?s how you play it, although you might want some more friends before you storm the gates.? He smirked a bit. ?Like I said before, if I'm around, I'll help you out.?
Ammy gave a slow nod. Emeralds fell on Icesong. That was the lady that took Zero away from her. That would have been one soul right there. She shook her head. Ammy rummaged for some mango juice. Finding it, she took a long drink, and then resumed watching Icesong. The keeper said nothing about what type of soul was needed.
Baby Ice: her soul was already someone else. a hand through her blond hair, her blue eyes still closed.
Ammy shook her head again. She took the juice with her and decided to be near a few people. Social atmosphere is what she needed. She needed to stop the soul snatching thoughts, or she would be evil.
Vas Drel: He resumed his floating around, although he wished the excitement of earlier would return. ?How about some evil people? They practically ask for their souls to be taken. And then you can make nice with demons, as they respect people who trade souls.?
A shiver ran from the tip of her tail up her spine to the base of her skull hearing Vas. She took a seat near Icesong and the others, not sure if they heard or saw the events behind the bar. She sipped more juice and remained silently.
Baby Ice: her blue eyes opens, watching ammy.
Ammy gave Icesong a warm smile and small twiddle of clawed fingers like she was some teenage gal pal.
Vas Drel: Well he was bored so he snapped his fingers and was gone in a puff of smoke::
Baby Ice: she waves back.
"So what was with the subzero conversation?" Ammy asked.
Baby Ice: "he wanted to join him."
"Join who?" she asked. Taking a long sniff of the slightly cool air, she smelled Icesong and someone else?s scent lingering on her. Maybe Ammy could get two souls.
Baby Ice: "the dark side,"
" The dark side? Really now? Just how dark?" she asked, a feral grin stretching on her muzzle giving her a bit of an evil touch.
Aries Mournefire: "Pure Evil my dear darkness incarnate......well not that blue fellow no, me on the other hand. Yes." The slow clap for his own descent down the stairs and into the arena watching the figures. He liked observing lately, and soon enough more things would be in his hands it was only a matter of time.
Baby Ice: her blue eyes narrow hearing a voice.
Ammy?s emerald eyes glance to Aries.
Baby Ice: she straightens her back, bring her blue eyes on the man,
Aries Mournefire: As his sandals finally landed on the same level as them he kept staring between the two. "I know I am devilishly handsome but it's still rude to stare." Laughing again as his eyes to the little one she smelt like a dragon. "Now what were you saying of dark sides?"
Ammy rolled her eyes. She'd seen better. Another sip of mango juice, going back to the thoughts of soul snatching.
Baby Ice: she had a bad feeling to this man. "a demon tried to tame me." she stands. she sighs, as she moves to the door.
Ammy stood and headed for the door. She needed souls. Another predatory grin given to Icesong and she left.
Baby Ice: she shakes her head.
Lene, though, was growing rather concerned and suspicious of her mother?s odd behavior in the last three months. After doing her own research in the Rhydin?s brail section of the city library, Lene figured out what Ammy really was. Hell bent on ridding Rhydin of the homunculus, Lene managed to deconstruct Ammy?s left arm during a fight with her. Ammy escaped, confused and hurt.
It was only a matter of time before Fleet heard about the commotion going on. He met with Lene and tried to get her back off of Ammy. He even confessed to knowing she was a homunculus. Lene refused and became upset with her father enough to strike him in the muzzle drawing blood. That strike brought Lene?s disownment. Fleet had her removed from the Den and denounced knowing her.
Ammy, with her arm now repaired, continued on her research to turn her life back to normal.
The Arena, below Red Dragon Inn:
Ammy's paws whispered gently on the stairs down to the arena. Her research with the Jade Rose had come to a sudden halt when she found all her materials confiscated. She did have a small stash of the plant in the cellars next to Arena, as well as a battered note book. She was heading for them. The air felt really cold, but her fur kept her comfy. Breath trailing her, the fog turning to ice in the insanely cold arena. Emeralds look over to see Icesong and a few others. Icesong was bound by chains of ice? Interesting, but she really needed to get to her stash. She was close to unlocking something.
Moving to a stack of crates, the cobwebs a beautiful lacing of ice with the unfortunate spider and icy jewel in the center, adorned a space behind the crate. Ammy batted the webbing aside sending it to shatter on the floor. Crouching, she pried up a small piece of planking. A box lay in a small stow away space. Lifting it up, it creaked, brittle from the cold. Opening the box, she grinned ferally. Beautiful. The vials of Jade Rose serum were intact, if not frozen. She pulled vials out, all six of them, and retrieved the tattered note book underneath of them.
Box empty, she left it on the crates. She moved for the tiny bar the arena had. Reaching the bar, and staying away from epicenter of cold, she sank below the counter top into a easy crouch and began reading her notes. The effects of working with the Jade Rose had given her more cases of amnesia than she cared, but that is why she had note books scattered for her to read. She knew that the Jade Rose may cure her of her problem.
Reading a smeared paragraph, she grinned. "I just need to drink enough serum, and soon, I should align." she took one of the six vials; the clear green liquid was part slush as the room was warming. Popping off the cap, she hesitated. She didn't know if she'd remember what she's doing. Grabbing a pen from her pant pocket, she jotted down that she was taking one dose and the date. "Well, Ammy girl let?s get closer to being sane."
Vas Drel: Floating over to the girl drinking the odd liquid. ?So if you drink all of those, what happens??
Ammy paused before drinking to look at the floating man. "I hope to regain something I've lost."
Vas Drel: ?Your sanity? That seems to be a bit overrated. Who needs sanity, I certainly didn't need it.? Nodding as he spins around a bit in the air.
Ammy Spiritor: "Sanity is a product of what I hope to regain. I have been called Demon Doll, Homunculi, and a thing to be destroyed. I have a fragment of a dead woman?s soul. I just want to have a whole soul, maybe then I won't be sought out like an evil creature."
Vas Drel: ?Hrm, well that?s a predicament. You could always get some friends who have conquered that "evil creature" title. I'm half mind flayer, and that?s kind of frowned upon. I see no problem with you thus far. Then again, I didn't think that bunny could do that to a man's skull, so I guess anything is possible.? He extended a hand. ?My name is Vas Drel, by the way, and if you don't mind, I tend to enjoy formal introductions.?
"Ammy Wolf-Spiritor." she offered a paw to shake his hand. "My daughter, I think she's my daughter, has sought to kill me. I think I died, or at least the woman?s soul I have, died." her mind was a bit fogged from the experimentations with the Jade Rose.
Vas Drel: He shook her paw. ?Well it seems that you have a partial reincarnation, although the seeking to be whole is a decent motivator. Good luck in your endeavors. If you need magical assistance, and I happen to be drifting through, then I'll help you out, free of charge. Consider it a noble act from one ?Evil creature? to another.? He chuckled a bit.
Ammy gave a grin in return, a bit unearthly, but she was sure he wouldn't mind. With that said, she put vial to furred lips and tilted her head back consuming the first dose.
Vas Drel: And with that he would float over to baby ice. ?So you want to kill that guy I take it??
Baby Ice: she watched the man as he floated to her. "Yes."
A green fire burned within Ammy. The taste of mint, pepper, and metal erupted in her muzzle as her nerves twitched firing all at once. Her mind raced as the Jade Rose serum opened her senses beyond her capacity. Her body toppled over. She laid on the floor, behind the bar, emerald eyes wide open, staring into space. Her essence was before a wrought iron double gate with screaming visages cast into it. A cackle is heard in her mind.
Vas Drel: ?Well he seems...? He was distracted by the falling woman. ?I'm not sure that was supposed to happen. Oh dear.? He floated back over to Ammy. ?Umm... are you alright??
Ammy was hearing nothing, seeing nothing but that gate. The Keeper of the Gate opened a small portal and stuck its head out. <I>Decide living was not worth it? Wanting to come back to death? </I>Ammy felt cold before it. "I gave you my ability to create life in exchange for living. Yet, I am this?" she opened her arms to encompass her entire homunculi body. "A shard of my soul. All you allowed me was a shard of my soul?" The words would be muttered from her muzzle. <I>Your offer was the introductory price. Your soul was a down payment. I could have let you through with no soul, no memories, a complete puppet. Do you have something to offer for your soul now? A living mortal maybe? How about your husband? Maybe that little thorn of a daughter that blew off your arm? </I>
Vas Drel: Floats over the muttering one, spinning in a sort of hilarious fashion. ?Well it doesn't seem like you're ok, but I don't want to interfere with the process. What is a half illithid to do... hmmm... Do you mind if I peek into your mind a bit? Just to see what?s going on?? He crosses his arms thinking. ?What a tough decision...?
Ammy Spiritor: "Maybe I will just storm your gate and take it back? We had a deal." Ammy growled. She wasn't hearing Vas, her growl was loud in her mind, weak in the living world though. <I>Deals are only good on paper, but when make a deal with me, I don't have clauses, just claws. You want your soul back, give me barter. And I truly would love to see you storm my gates. Give me a reason to take you completely. </I>The Gate Keeper had a wicked cheeshire cat grin.
Vas Drel: ?Well, since no response is given, let?s just take a peek or two.? He began to try looking into her mind, just a glance or two, to see what was going on.
Gates of Shamballa is what Vas would see, as well as Ammy's aetheral form arguing with a Gate Keeper that seemed to have form yet no form all at once.
Vas Drel: Well that is quite a sight. He doesn't really know how to respond to that. He'll just keep watching for now, listening in on the conversation.
"Can I barter with other souls?" the thought of offering up Lene to the gate was quite appealing. The memory of her daughter deconstructing her automail arm in the Inn three nights back, quite fresh in her Jade Rose laced mind, but something was telling her no. <I>Ah, you want the payment plan. I see. You never cease to amaze me. You have with you an eighth of your soul. Bring me seven souls and you get your whole soul back. It can be in one deposit, or I can hand you back your soul piecemeal. </I>
Vas Drel: After he had made up his mind, he decided to project his form into that quaint little setting. ?Well this is quite the place. Say, gatekeeper man, do you accept souls from others as payment, because I've collected a few. The crowning masterwork of my collection being a necromancer who thought undead were hilarious. Never saw that lich coming...?
<I>One soul, one fragment.</I>.. the gate keeper paused looking at the new entrant. <I>Does this look like Club Med? She must collect the souls. The taint must be on her. If you want to make a purchase then by all means, we can talk, but her soul is for her to buy.</I>
Vas Drel: He rubbed his hands together. ?Darn, that?s too bad. Oh well, I gave it a shot. Guess I will leave you two to your business, unless you have something to say before I leave your mind alone?? To Ammy.
Ammy?s fingers began to twitch. The serum was starting to ebb from Ammy's blood, breaking down quickly. Her ethereal form starting to fade as she was regaining her consciousness. The Keeper just grinned and waved a sarcastic farewell to Ammy. She blinked once at hearing Vas, then she was sitting bolt upright behind the bar in pain. The serum was highly toxic.
Vas Drel: Well he was suddenly booted from her mind when she sat up, in pain. ?Hey, you don't look so good. Here, drink this. It cures poisons.? Holds out a neon green potion.
Lovely, green for green. She thought in pain. She took the offered potion and swallowed. The taste was slightly better than the serum.
Vas Drel: ?So souls for a soul? Sounds like a swindle to me.? Stating knowingly.
Breathing hard, trying not heave, Ammy thought about it. "It?s sort of an equivalent exchange. I should have seen it coming."
Vas Drel: ?I don't think so. It seems one should suffice for one.? He shrugged. ?That?s how the world works though. May I suggest looking for suicidal people??
"I'll take that under advisement. I was a soul when I bartered to come back to the living. I had nothing to barter really. I've been had." Ammy felt herself grow cold.
Vas Drel: ?Well there is no way to go about it. You know... you could be a thief. I have plenty of souls, and you can't have any!? Said with a wink.
"I'd rather not play it's games. I am more of a force my way in kind of lady." she stood shakily and noted that the earlier commotion had ended.
Vas Drel: He nodded. ?If that?s how you play it, although you might want some more friends before you storm the gates.? He smirked a bit. ?Like I said before, if I'm around, I'll help you out.?
Ammy gave a slow nod. Emeralds fell on Icesong. That was the lady that took Zero away from her. That would have been one soul right there. She shook her head. Ammy rummaged for some mango juice. Finding it, she took a long drink, and then resumed watching Icesong. The keeper said nothing about what type of soul was needed.
Baby Ice: her soul was already someone else. a hand through her blond hair, her blue eyes still closed.
Ammy shook her head again. She took the juice with her and decided to be near a few people. Social atmosphere is what she needed. She needed to stop the soul snatching thoughts, or she would be evil.
Vas Drel: He resumed his floating around, although he wished the excitement of earlier would return. ?How about some evil people? They practically ask for their souls to be taken. And then you can make nice with demons, as they respect people who trade souls.?
A shiver ran from the tip of her tail up her spine to the base of her skull hearing Vas. She took a seat near Icesong and the others, not sure if they heard or saw the events behind the bar. She sipped more juice and remained silently.
Baby Ice: her blue eyes opens, watching ammy.
Ammy gave Icesong a warm smile and small twiddle of clawed fingers like she was some teenage gal pal.
Vas Drel: Well he was bored so he snapped his fingers and was gone in a puff of smoke::
Baby Ice: she waves back.
"So what was with the subzero conversation?" Ammy asked.
Baby Ice: "he wanted to join him."
"Join who?" she asked. Taking a long sniff of the slightly cool air, she smelled Icesong and someone else?s scent lingering on her. Maybe Ammy could get two souls.
Baby Ice: "the dark side,"
" The dark side? Really now? Just how dark?" she asked, a feral grin stretching on her muzzle giving her a bit of an evil touch.
Aries Mournefire: "Pure Evil my dear darkness incarnate......well not that blue fellow no, me on the other hand. Yes." The slow clap for his own descent down the stairs and into the arena watching the figures. He liked observing lately, and soon enough more things would be in his hands it was only a matter of time.
Baby Ice: her blue eyes narrow hearing a voice.
Ammy?s emerald eyes glance to Aries.
Baby Ice: she straightens her back, bring her blue eyes on the man,
Aries Mournefire: As his sandals finally landed on the same level as them he kept staring between the two. "I know I am devilishly handsome but it's still rude to stare." Laughing again as his eyes to the little one she smelt like a dragon. "Now what were you saying of dark sides?"
Ammy rolled her eyes. She'd seen better. Another sip of mango juice, going back to the thoughts of soul snatching.
Baby Ice: she had a bad feeling to this man. "a demon tried to tame me." she stands. she sighs, as she moves to the door.
Ammy stood and headed for the door. She needed souls. Another predatory grin given to Icesong and she left.
Baby Ice: she shakes her head.