Thread: Within A Curse ( High Fantasy / BDSM )  (Pazzo x Ironic)

Arch listened to the demon, and his eyes narrowed... He did not actually expect a reply... His heavily enchanted robe gave the wizard many benefits, including a powerful enchantment of greatly enhanced vision... The aura of the demon addressing him looked very angry, but it felt it was telling the truth... The wizard's empathic mind tasted the surface thoughts of Zeke as he spoke to him, felt his anger and rage and having been denied his quarry... Of having thought he was told to come after a simple human... And that he was telling the truth. The demon sergeant had indeed been ordered to fetch him and bring him to her... A momentary image of her flashed across the demons mind A very attractive female with flowing white hair, powerful, and believed to be just and fair... His mind also tasted her name... ... Mistress Mirajane. The wizard Murmured... He did not know of her... But perhaps she knew more about what the hell was going on... Perhaps she held the answers he sought... Zeke held no malicious intent, h is thoughts were only to please his mistress... Though he was not afraid of her... More ashamed... He was amped up on adrenaline, and angry that the peace of his home was violated... The wizard wanted nothing more that to be left alone, and to live his life out peacefully... He considered himself of good moral compass, but it was not his place to judge... To the best of his knowledge he had committed no crimes... Arch shook his head, his long blonde hair flowing around him as he did... The Wizard bared his teeth, the fingers of his right hand tightening their grip upon the staff of ravens angrily... The Birds sensed his growing rage, and hissed menacingly... Without another word, the wizard deftly slashed his free hand of his hands through the air at the demons, his fingers trailing brilliant red sparks... In a flash, the 4 demons disappeared... He dug around into the pockets of his battle robe, and produced a small stone model of a tower... This was his portable refuge for when he was travelling, and could be used to summon the great tower for instant use... He would also sometimes use it to imprison someone in an emergency... Arch swore... The fiends were likely trashing the interior of the dwelling now, in some frantic attempt to escape... They would be safe for now... Arch dismissed his summoned hellravens, The cawed loudly, and quickly disappeared into a red mist that lingered in the air for several seconds... The wizard then felt a cool breeze caress his cheek, as he watched the moonlit clouds crawl lazily across the night sky. He could hear the wind rustling the leaves and branches of the nearby aspen trees... He turned around, his magically enhanced eyes seeing the tattered astral remnants of a teleportation portal... Likely the one Zeke and his henchmen used to arrive.... Arch shook his head and grunted... Max, you will stay here, and tend to the estate until I return... He said to the armored war machine... The big golem stowed away his auto cannon with a hiss of his steam driven pistons... Understood Good Wizard Arch, Have a safe journey... was his simple reply... Good old max... The wizard placed the miniature tower back into the interior pocket of his robe, and entered his house. He quickly put on his favorite pair of leather boots. He went to his desk, and attached 3 wands to a brass ring on his belt... He stowed the Staff of Ravens into its place on the wall rack, and went to his bedroom... He retrieved his bone carved ring, the only item in his possession when he was found unconscious... A powerfully enchanted item that allowed for significant advanced healing... Yet now it did nothing for him, the brand at his chest causing great pain when he wore it... He attached it to a chain about his neck. Arch then tightened the straps on his armored battle robe, and then donned his unique artificer gauntlets... A marvelous device of his own creation... They had the appearance of armored heavy gloves that greatly increased his strength, with ornate metal boxes on his upper forearms... The boxes served two purposes... The wizard could use them as shields to block any incoming weapon attacks, as well as housing retractable spring driven blades, each one about the length of a short sword... They had served him well on countless adventures, and they would serve him now, as he sought answers to this Curse of 300,000 screams... Arch began to layer protective magics upon himself... He did not know what lie beyond the portal... But his curiosity gnawed at him... The wizard then walked back outside, and saw max begin to paddle his massive artificial garden barge away... Arch then looked up to the portal remnants, and uttered a few arcane words... perhaps he could catch whatever was on the other side of the portal by surprise... He heard a soft mewing, and saw Callie on the ground at his feet, rubbing against his legs... Arch smiled, and knelt, rubbing her fuzzy head... You take care of Max Callie, I shouldn't be long... He murmured to the fat fuzzy little feline.... His flight spell took hold, and the Wizard looked up at the portal... He shot up into the air, his black and silver robe billowing around him... At his utterance, the portal flared to life, and reopened... A blast of hot air assaulted him... He was standing in what looked to be a ready room, with what appeared to be the beautiful woman from Zeeke's memory seated at a large heavy table, looking over various documents... He back was turned to him... She was very shapely, but that was not his concern. This was a demon, and for whatever reason, she was after him... He took the stone tower model out from inside of his robe, and telekinetically made it float across the room, to rest on the table where she could see it... The Wizards heart was pounding in his chest, amped up on adrenaline... He was hoping for something diplomatic... But in case things turned bad... Do I have the pleasure of addressing the Dread Mistress Mirajane? The wizard murmured, his handsome face wearing a serious expression... Your agents are safe... They fought well, and honorably... One almost naked Wizard and an old golem versus four demonic servants... Very skilled... I was forced to cheat a little... They said you were looking for me... He continued, his voice dripping with acid... You were very kind to send me some surprise visitors, and I took it upon myself to see they were able to return home safely.... His footfalls echoed in the halls as he walked sideways around her at a slow and methodical pace, studying the gorgeous but utterly demonic woman before him... I only seek answers, and not more problems... He said to her gently... What is this curse they spoke of, the 300,000 screams?... What crime am I accused of... I only ask for a fair and impartial investigation into these things, and why such a curse has been thrust upon me... He felt the magic in his gauntlets tease his senses... They were ready to spring forth their edged menace against anything that would seek to harm him... The Wizard then waited patiently... ... Why was I chosen for this? He asked...