Board Thread:Role Playing/@comment-5647250-20160515163542/@comment-5647250-20160610032339

Yriscal:  Only if you think its possible. *smirks, then taps his flute, waking up those who are unconcious*  Anyways, as I was saying, I am Yriscal Gaudin, Pied Piper, Lord of Rats, Caresser of the Mind, and Weaver of Curses. I believe you've seen several of my curses over time.

Melina: *waking up, she sees Yriscal and freezes before curling up into a ball putting her umbrella between him and her, she rocks back and forth slowly*

Yriscal: *smiles*  Let's talk about a few. Starting with the Curse of Fate, young Abloec knows this one very well, its been slowly turning him into a deity just like his mother, and he hates it very much. I implanted it into Void's mind back when he wasn't completely in control of himself and had him find a god's child to put it on.

The '''Avian Scourge. '''You may not know this, but on the final day that Atlantis fell I took eight birds from around the world, and made them into beasts. They now call themselves the Greywings and they had scavenged and ravaged everything that had any possibility of surviving past the events that brought the city to ruin beforehand. I destroyed all hope of rediscovery of the civilization. Of course, they are still under my control.

Curse of Predators. As  Tymoteusz, and I'm sure many others of you know. There was a village in a strange forest. I put it there, using the children I kidnapped from Hamelin. I became the villages god, reaper. Everything. Then I destroyed it. Every few hundred years. Then repopulated it with more kidnapped children. This continued for millinia. Anyways, the last time, I got bored...and I left thirteen alive, then fused them with the spirits of thirteen of the most dangerous predators in history, without being too rediculous of course. However, they are not in my control...unfortunately it seems the fusion made them immortal. They not just fused with the spirits, they became the very manifestation of the predators' existences.

You can guess over other curses. They were probably my invention, even if not performed by me personally. In fact, I even made the Old  Ones way back when. I know about the evil gods, mind you Joseph. But I wanted my own. One's under my control. Of course, many of them are lost or too well sealed.

(Four figures appear behind him)

Yriscal:  Dis Pater, I'm sure you remember him  Tymoteusz. Lord Erebus, I'm afraid his true body is sealed beneath a river, courtesy of a certain cat and his girlfriend. He couldn't be here in person, so I made this puppet for him to control remotely, since his seal is a little lax. Amateurs. Anyways, the other two you may not recognize, although believe me, you'll get to know them very well quite soon. Astarte, an ancient love goddess, if not a little darker in history than the good goddess you know. And finally, Od, the lost god, husband of Freya. Disappeared, and said to have become a horrible monster. Well here he is, monstrous and all.

Now, no need to be alarmed, first we eat, then we get to our agenda. *taps his pipe*

(Dis Pater, Lord Erebus, Astarte, and Od take seats around Yriscal, who's sitting at the head of the table, two on each side.  Children and rats begin moving about the table, bringing everyone their meals upon steel plates, and drinks in steel goblets.)

Yriscal:  Enjoy.