Post:The end of Sejaro - 01/28/2012 - 23:44
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|The end of Sejaro · on 01/28/2012 11:44 PM CST||1367|
| This is mostly all what Sejaro did in his final moments and his grand fiery exit.
[Sejaro] "Your homes are burning." [Sejaro] "You've killed my love." [Sejaro] "The evil ... what is that? the pain." [Sejaro] "Ive been evil at her will. Help me." [Sejaro] "My mind is slipping. The pain is back. Please help." [Sejaro] "Must open my mind again."
[Clerics' Guild, Courtyard] Lots of people and Escaped Lunatic Sejaro who is kneeling.
Sejaro says, "Help."
You see Escaped Lunatic Sejaro, an Elf. Sejaro has a square face, pointed ears, milky blue eyes and a crooked nose. His black hair is shoulder length and thick. He has blue-veined skin and a thin build. He is tall for an Elf. He appears to be young. He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face. A web of reddish-black lines forms a strange pattern upon Sejaro's body as they gleam from beneath his skin.Sejaro's right eye gleams with reddish-green light. Unnaturally thick veins bulge outwards and surround an amorphous iris. He is in good shape.
He is holding an ironwood quarterstaff topped with carved bone crows in his right hand. He is wearing some frayed and bloody head bandages, a one-armed straight jacket with torn straps and tarnished buckles, a rusty belt knife with several notches in the blade, a pair of tattered pants, a leg iron with a several links of a thick rusted chain and some brown leather boots.
Leilond fades into view. Sejaro slumps wearily, lurching rearward with a groggy look.
Sejaro yells, "The evil!"
Sejaro balls up his fists stiffly at his side. Sejaro falls over. Sejaro shivers. Sejaro cackles! Sejaro says, "The evil." Sejaro says, "Blood."
Insert people saying let him speak, people wanting to kill him, people casting on him, making sure he can't leave, etc..
Sejaro twitches. Sejaro leaps to his feet! Sejaro laughs! Sejaro cackles!
Sejaro says, "The love... is dead." Sejaro sobs. Sejaro yells, "Where is the light!"
Sejaro dances a lively jig! Sejaro cackles!
Sejaro glances up at the sky.
...he pretty much ignored everyone and it was determined he was beyond saving.
Liurilias gestures at Sejaro. A bright flash engulfs Liurilias's hand as a ray of holy light streaks from his palm, speeding toward Sejaro! The ray blasts brutally into Sejaro, disintegrating flesh and bone entirely. Rotting organs spill from his torso cavity, spilling on to the ground.
Sejaro's quarter staff falls to the ground.
Sejaro twitches helplessly.
At some point, maybe the twitch above? He was alive again.
[Clerics' Guild, Courtyard] The horde of people and Escaped Lunatic Sejaro who is lying down.
Sejaro says, "I give up." Sejaro rises to a kneeling position. Sejaro gazes up at the sky.
...Note: Nothing in the log shows what kills him this time.
Sejaro's corpse begins to shake violently, purple flames erupting from his gaping wounds. Sejaro's corpse appears to melt as the forge-hot flames slowly consume him. Embers of his remains and clothing pop and sizzle in the increasing firestorm that surrounds his body. A tower of broiling purple fire extends skyward, as if fed from a mysterious source of heat and air.
...folks starting to say this looks bad.
One of the blood waves crashes against another and splatters the purple-hot substance in high arcs. The blood-like droplets rain down on Allye completely covering them in the vile purple-red spatter. Allye tries to escape but is clearly covered in the wet substance.
The soft white glow fades from around Allye.
Latathi's in shock and dying!
The pyre rushes skyward, increasing in speed and intensity. Bone white plumes of smoke, interspersed with the purple fire continue to lick at Sejaro s badly charred body and the surrounding area. The flames reach outward from the grotesquely burned body of Sejaro in an erratic dance of purple, red and orange. The blood rivers stretch outward from his body writhe and twist erratically, causing spatter to overflow the invisible riverbanks.
The fiery pyre flickers madly, tendrils of flame dance crazily skyward. Sejaro's body jerks suddenly as he sits up, appearing to stare at Fahijeck through burned out eye sockets. Sejaro's charred finger points and the flames respond, by some unseen force, to reach out towards Fahijeck and capture them in a swirling inferno.
Latathi's cage of celestial fire erupts in a flare of crimson light and vanishes.
One of the blood waves crashes against another and splatters the purple-hot substance in high arcs. The blood-like droplets rain down on Miskton completely covering them in the vile purple-red spatter. Miskton tries to escape but is clearly covered in the wet substance.
|This message was originally posted in Events and Happenings in DragonRealms' Elanthia \ Zoluren Events, by DIAME on the play.net forums.|