Staring at bound Amylda Erus speaks towords the party "For those with week constitutions you may not want to be present." Erus grabs a clump of cloth and shoves in Amylda's mouth.
He stares at her dead eyed and allows any that do not to be present to leave.
Then with a deep breath "For what's it worth you where right to be warry of me. But if your where smarter you would have picked a better place to try to stab me in the back. I'd like to think we COULD have had a professional relationship. But now we'll just take everything." He walks over to a pitcher and bowl of water and cleans his hands. Taking his time to dry them. "Death for some is a blessing. Revealings one's soul from a physical life of torment." Walking closer to Amylda "I can see you quiver dear" He slowly rubs the back of his hand down her face. "Don't worry my dear. I have no plans of killing you. If I had I would have let you bleed out on the floor. " He then squeeze's her cheeks tightly "No "Blessings" for those that cross me."
Snaching his scythe with a quick flick he cuts off her nose.
Brushing her hair "Shh Shh Shhh dear. Save your energy. the worst has yet to come."
As he proceeds, he plucks out her left, then right eye. Slices off her fingers and her toes. Everytime she passes out from exostions he waits then moves on to the next. In the final screah he grabs her tounge and cuts it out of her mouth.
He cleans his hands once again. "Are you still with me dear? If the pain hasn't numbed you senses yet you will notice your ears are your last appendages I have yet to remove. These I will leave you with. So that you can hear ever babe that weeps at your approach, every woman who cries, and every man that gags. "Dear GODS! What is that thing" will be the only thing that will echo in your perfect ears. This is what happens when your FUCK with Erus Mortis! And any that accompany him."
He spits on her then leaves.
