full-moon-curse

[full-moon-curse]

"Yeah... Somethin' don't feel right. Just... This itch."

-> He stretched his limbs out slightly, reaching back to scratch at the little holes in his body from all of those needles.

"I need... To get to point dexter and have 'em check me out... Dunno what was in that stuff..."

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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-> Hound's tail wagged as he noticed the sianach coming over with his gear, instantly snatching it up and starting to reattach it to his body.

"Thanks, Sia. Here."

-> He holds out the other's coat to him. Despite how big and generally threatening Hound seemed to be, he was looking more like an excitable puppy right now.

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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-> All sorts of crashing noises could be heard from behind the sianach, seems like Hound was making a real mess just to fuck with these Blackrockian fucks. "Finally!" -> His tail wagged as he took off the sianach's coat, putting on his actual clothing and slinging the other's coat over his shoulder.

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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-> The weredemon's gear was set up on one of the many little tables in the room, but unfortunately it looked like someone had been starting to take it apart, separating the tubes from the metal rings that wrapped around the hound's wrists and upper arms. And it looked like the collar part was missing...? -> No wait- Hound, who was currently trashing shit to find his clothing, had the collar part still wrapped around his neck. Odd little marks on the hound's body showed where the tubs connected to the backs of his shoulder blades.

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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"Favorites.... More like he don't wanna hear 'Bworder whine. By all means ya little prince shouldn't even be allowed in Playground. But since he's normally always with 'Bworder or that big ol' bird of his then well... No one can really do anythin'." -> The alchemy room was empty except for those two bodies that Sia had shot dead earlier. Hound took a glance at them, a light snarl escaping from his throat before he shook his head. "I want to find m'clothes..."

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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"I know there ain't gonna be a chance for 'Bworder to tell you this 'imself. But that little prince of yours convinced 'im to stop goin' after you. Havin' friends in high places gets ya some good shit, don't it?" -> Of course Star would step in, that little star seemed to do that quite a lot for whatever reason. -> He followed behind the sianach, trying to keep his fur as fluffed up as possible. Fuck, it only felt like it was getting colder and colder by the minute. "Little guy might be a criminal to Playground, but the general seems to 'ave some respect for 'im." -> What?

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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-> Hound took the crystal and held it within his massive furry hand. He could feel a faint pulse from it, the same pulse he felt from his own crystal. "Thank you. Even if you're only doin' this because I'm... Kin or whatever." -> He holds the crystal and tucks his tail between his legs. "We.... We came in through some back door in that alchemy room. They stuck all sortsa things into me so that I couldn't break away from 'em..."

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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-> Hound's eyes were a little unfocused as he stared up at the sianach. He shook his head and slowly got up to his feet. The coat didn't do much to cover his massive form, but Hound was still appreciative. "Why.... Why did you come here, sianach?" -> Now wasn't the time for questions, but Hound was just dying to know why someone like Sia, the guy who's crystal Hound has stolen, came here to help him.

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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"Fuckin'.... I-I can't feel much of my body right now... F-Fuckers took my everything! I can't...." -> He hunches forward slightly and holds out his arms, just letting the sianach try and get the chains off him. "Wanna go home.... It's too cold..."

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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-> Hound was lying at the bottom of the stairs, growling and trying to chew at the enchanted chains that kept his arms bound together. The muzzle had broken off from impact luckily enough... "Fuckin'..... Cold...."

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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"You want him so badly?" -> She grinned underneath her veil and jerked her arm to the side, sending Hound down a flight of stairs to her left as she turned and made a quick escape, her robes flowing behind her. "Then play fetch, dirty dog~!"

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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"Your dragon means nothing to Blackrock, sianach. Maybe you should've died alongside your little tribe all of those years ago." -> The woman raises her staff and giggles as Hound suddenly floats up off the ground, kicking his legs slightly in a vain attempt to escape. "And last time I checked, this mutt belonged to Playground. Not your useless little cult..."

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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-> The guard wanted to stand their ground, to do anything against the sianach, but they fell just like they were commanded to, dropping to their knees and shaking badly. -> A whine ripped out from Hound's throat as a collar suddenly appeared around his throat, glowing brightly and squeezing around the weredemon's neck. -> A woman stood beside him, gripping her staff tightly. She was dressed in flowing fabrics of purples and whites, dashes of golds and slivers aligned her jewelry. She had some sort of clothing underneath that hugged her body, keeping her warm from the cold. A veil draped over her head, shadowing her face. Her horns were fairly short and looked like some sort of goat horns. "A nasty little intruder... You make one wrong move and I'll choke the life out of this dirty mutt. The king demands him to be held within Blackrock and I'll make sure that happens."

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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-> The guard on the left went stiff before falling over and landing onto their front, causing the right guard to momentarily let go of Hound in shock, spinning around and banishing their gear. -> Hound kicked a little before managing to get onto his feet, hurrying out of the cell and getting away from the fight. He couldn't help with his hands chained and mouth muzzled.

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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"Bring me that dog!" -> A shrill voice screeched out in the distance before two Blackrockian soldiers approached the cell, one of them pulling out some keys and unlocking the cell door. -> Both stepped inside and grabbed at hound, causing the weredemon to begin thrashing around and trying to escape their hold. Hound was weakened by whatever was in those needles. "BRING HIM FASTER YOU IDIOTS! THE KING WANTS HIS BLOOD!"

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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-> Hound bit the inside of his mouth, letting out small growls of pain as the sianach took out the needles two by two, trying his hardest to suppress his squirms from the pain. -> His tail stuck out suddenly, going stiff and fluffing up even more somehow. Footsteps, someone was approaching the cells. This couldn't be good.

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.

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-> Hound closed his eyes and tried to settle himself down, his fur was still stuck up and fluffed up to high hell, making it a little hard to see some of the needles in his back. -> These infernals were going to try and harvest his blood, the same blood that had been infused with the healing capabilities of the sianach's very crystal jammed within his horn.

The mere presence of a Sianach can be felt. A cursed being radiated so much of its energy you could cut it with a knife through the air.

@the-ghost-and-the-sianach

-> Deep within the castle of Blackrock was a massive alchemy room. Cauldrons, potion bottles and all sorts of ingredients were neatly organized by organic, non-organic and whatever else an alchemist would have. -> A couple of demons could be seen moving about the space, chattering away and mixing potions together. The kingdom of Blackrock was known for its magic, it's ghouls and goblins. Magic, the advancement of magic was their goal. -> A couple cells could be seen within the space as well, each empty except for one.... One that held a familiar weredemon inside. -> His fur was fluffed up as much as it could, eyes wide and pupils slit so far that it looked like he didn't even have them, more so looked like pure black pools of fear. He was chained up, his wrists and ankles bound together and a metal muzzle over his face. These fucks even took off his clothing too, leaving him as a helpless shivering animal.