Post by Sah'ta Thor on Oct 16, 2018 12:36:18 GMT -8
Nathaniel Grant is shown standing on a balcony over looking the city. As he stands there he reflects on a multitude of things. Mainly he wondered just what was going on with him lately and the whole group of chanting robe wearers. He had no idea who they were or what they wanted. Yet, in the scheme of things it really didn't matter since he would just endure the trial as he had many others. Suddenly his thoughts are interrupted by the sound of glass shattering behind him.
Turning to the see what had happened his greeted with a baseball bat to the face. Nathaniel stumbles back as he blinks a few times to clear it of some blurriness. Before he gets to far his arms are grabbed by a pair of strong red robed figures. A third figure comes out with a length of black silk rope. Quickly the rope is tied around Nathaniel's ankles before being wrapped entirely around his body.
It only takes a couple of minutes before every inch of Nathaniel's body from ankles to neck is covered in a silken cocoon of rope. With a tilt of the figures head the rope is threaded back down the front of the cocoon. All of this is done in reverent silence before the trio of figures start to chant. As the chant the end of the rope is tied around the balcony railing in a manner that makes it entirely secure. Once this is completed all three of the figured grab a pair of brash knuckles from within their robes.
"Embrace the pain. Embrace the pain. Embrace the pain."
The sibilant triple voiced mantra singles the beginning of a brutal beat down in which every inch on Nathaniel's rope covered body is repeatedly stuck hard enough that a long series of soft thudding is heard over the figures breathing. After about three minutes of this the trio stop and once more speak as one.
"The first step of preparation is almost complete. For the sign of the hanged king shall be the first omen."
The central figure grabs a box from his robe and reverently opens it. Once open he with draws a crown of barbwire. With a almost practiced motion he slams it down on Nathaniel's head. This almost instantly causes blood to start flowing down his face. The other pair of robed figures step back as the central figure then tucks a white card with a bloody handspring on it into the rope cocoon.
"The time of the hanged king has come."
With that the figure pushed Nathaniel over the railing. Nathaniel falls down five feet before the rope jerks to a stop leaving hanging upside down over a dozen stories above the ground below. As he hangs there his blood slowly drips to to pavement below. The trio of robed figures turns to depart laving no trace of their presence.
