Chapter Seven
"Soth" moaned Kitiara, "Tell me you love me." This was thei seventh night in a row of love making, and the pages were getting rather sick of it. Soth inserted what he was born with into Kit's tight passage again and again. Kitiara just moaned. "The world will be ours." Soth cooed in her ear. He suddenly got up and was alert. "Someone's here" he said drawing his sword. There was no time to call the specters, he would have to deal with it himself. "Show yourself!" And as if in answer to him, raistlin Majere materialized right before him with the flick of his fingers. Kitiara gasped.
"Hello brother, we have been waiting...." Kitiara was nervous now and very very scared. "We'll bring you in on everything we promise." Raistlin just nodded and conjured forth a vicious looking dagger in one hand, and a cage in the other. Soth was scared too, and that is hard to believe. "Your soul is Chemosh's" hissed the summoning through parted lips. And with that he pointed the dagger at Soth, then at Kitiara. Both of them started to slide towards the cage, towards an eternity of serving the evil Chemosh who was very unforgiving. They both struggled against the force of the cage, but it was no use, they might as well try to stop the flow of the river with a single pebble. And before Kitiara was sucked into the eternal darkness, she screamed, "Curse you brother! Curse you!" And Raistlin replied, "No, it was you who almost killed me several times, I am just returning the favor." Kitiara looked frightend, and with that, she disappeared into the swirling black forever.
The soul sighed and with another snap of his fingers he was gone. A page ran in after that to check on things, but noticed they weren't there, she smiled and approached Kitiara's old Dragon Highlord armor. She had always admired her, maybe she could be just like her.
Lady Crysania and Fizban sat in her quarters, thinking. What did this mean she could see again. Surely it meant that Paladine must have more work for her to do. "No Crysania, I do not have work for you to do. Do not fall into old habits again, it would get you in trouble like last time." replied Fizban. Crysania flushed. He was right, shen had lost her vision that way. No, she must not let it happen again. Her selfish days were over. It was time to move on. "But there is one last task for you, one that could save the world and a lot of lives." Crysania looked at the god expectantly. "You must journey to the Abyss, and bring a message to the Dark Queen. The message is, betrayl is not good for her." Crysania fainted.
"Soth" moaned Kitiara, "Tell me you love me." This was thei seventh night in a row of love making, and the pages were getting rather sick of it. Soth inserted what he was born with into Kit's tight passage again and again. Kitiara just moaned. "The world will be ours." Soth cooed in her ear. He suddenly got up and was alert. "Someone's here" he said drawing his sword. There was no time to call the specters, he would have to deal with it himself. "Show yourself!" And as if in answer to him, raistlin Majere materialized right before him with the flick of his fingers. Kitiara gasped.
"Hello brother, we have been waiting...." Kitiara was nervous now and very very scared. "We'll bring you in on everything we promise." Raistlin just nodded and conjured forth a vicious looking dagger in one hand, and a cage in the other. Soth was scared too, and that is hard to believe. "Your soul is Chemosh's" hissed the summoning through parted lips. And with that he pointed the dagger at Soth, then at Kitiara. Both of them started to slide towards the cage, towards an eternity of serving the evil Chemosh who was very unforgiving. They both struggled against the force of the cage, but it was no use, they might as well try to stop the flow of the river with a single pebble. And before Kitiara was sucked into the eternal darkness, she screamed, "Curse you brother! Curse you!" And Raistlin replied, "No, it was you who almost killed me several times, I am just returning the favor." Kitiara looked frightend, and with that, she disappeared into the swirling black forever.
The soul sighed and with another snap of his fingers he was gone. A page ran in after that to check on things, but noticed they weren't there, she smiled and approached Kitiara's old Dragon Highlord armor. She had always admired her, maybe she could be just like her.
Lady Crysania and Fizban sat in her quarters, thinking. What did this mean she could see again. Surely it meant that Paladine must have more work for her to do. "No Crysania, I do not have work for you to do. Do not fall into old habits again, it would get you in trouble like last time." replied Fizban. Crysania flushed. He was right, shen had lost her vision that way. No, she must not let it happen again. Her selfish days were over. It was time to move on. "But there is one last task for you, one that could save the world and a lot of lives." Crysania looked at the god expectantly. "You must journey to the Abyss, and bring a message to the Dark Queen. The message is, betrayl is not good for her." Crysania fainted.