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Post  cjc180 Wed Nov 06, 2013 5:43 am

//The following posts are Havens NIGHTMARES, for all those who got confused... The second post is just a reaction to him waking up. I hope you enjoy them!

Standing on what would appear to be an endless field, Haven vacantly stares out into the green horizon, a cool breeze blows the across the side of him, his black hair and cloak dance in the wind as he remains still.

'To become something more.' He speaks plainly to himself as he lifts his blacked left arm up to look at it, which continues past his shoulder, the skin on it appears abcent like it's been burned off, all that remains is black visible muscle fibres, his hand follows the same appearance, with protruding tendons and razor sharp claws on the finger tips... With the whole of the arm utterly covered in faintly glowing pale-blue sigils, appearing like an intricate array of linking tattoos... It was his finest work to date... And his worst.

'I didn't go around looking looking for death. Yet I still find it.' He furrows his brows and lowers his arm, looking across the green horizon again.

'Infact, I actively avoid it. Not out of fear, but... huh...?' As he speaks, he gets distracted by a woman phasing into reality infront of her, a beutiful woman with golden hair, she walks up to him concerned, and holds his blackened arm.

'Natasha?... You're not real.' Haven furrows his brows, denying what he sees, and pulls his arm out of her grasp, causing her to look at him in fear, she does not speak however, she just looks at him with a mixture of fear and concern in her eyes.

'Nrgh... What did you... do?!' Haven feels an immense pain in his left arm, it starts to have some sort of spasm, for a few seconds while Haven writhes in pain... The suddenly, it stops. Oddly enough though, he cannot move the arm... He looks up to Natasha in panic, who's face appears to be melting with black ooze pouring out from her eyes... She soon collapses into a pure black puddle.

With Haven's eyes wide with confusion at what he just saw, he looks back at his arm... Which just falls off and slumps to the floor.

Unsure what to do he takes a couple of steps back from the whole scene, utterly shocked at what's going on... He takes a glance over to the horizon for a quick moment, only to realise the sun has turned black, and the sky has become red, giant pulsating veins trailing across the sky, he looks down to also notice the once green grass on the floor has become wilted.

Haven's eyes lock onto his 'dead' arm on the floor, which seems to slide towards the black pool, as if being pulled, raising a brow he takes a few more steps back, then turns around to start running.

When the black arm reaches the pool, it instead 'falls through' it like some sort of deep hole... And... Nothing... Happens?

Haven stops running for a moment and turns around to see what's going on.

'What the...' The floor beings to rumble, and Haven loses his footing and falls backwards, infront of him the ground begins to give way, and a giant black hand, what he can only imagine is -his- hand, bursts out from the floor, and points its claws at Haven.

With his eyes wide, he shuffled away from it, still on the floor on his back, the arm just becoming larger and reaching out to him.

'No... No! Stop!! NO!' He shields himself with his right arm and clentches his eyes shut, as the black arm lunges towards him.

Red.


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Posting Knave

Male Number of posts : 87
Age : 26
Registration date : 2013-06-28

Character sheet
Character Name: Haven Arnimane
Race: Human
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Post  cjc180 Wed Nov 06, 2013 6:48 am

Haven rises up quickly from the bed he slept in, sweat droplets running down him as and looks around, he appears to be wide awake.

He shuffles over to sit on the side of the bed and mutters a cantrip, lighting up the whole room.
He looks down at his black left arm and assesses the sigils in place.
'Sigil integrity seems fine...' He mutters to himself, then walks over to a mirror to assess his chest and back, where the black stopped spreading from half-way across his left pectoral and shoulder-blade, he runs a hand across from his skin to the black muscle and furrows his brows, nodding.
'Still no sign of spreading. Good... Just a... Bad dream then.' He runs a hand down his face with a quiet sigh.

What in the hells is happening to me...
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Posting Knave

Male Number of posts : 87
Age : 26
Registration date : 2013-06-28

Character sheet
Character Name: Haven Arnimane
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Post  cjc180 Thu Nov 07, 2013 6:58 am

Haven stand alone in an open empty room, stone walls surround him on all sides, yet there's no door.

With a raised brow, Haven feels something shaking in his pocket, reaching in, he pulls out a single coin... Blinking a few times, Haven knows what he's looking at... Fates hand.

The words he's heard about it echo through his mind, the artifact of 'all or nothing' in his hand, one flip away from that which he wishes for most... And one flip away from what he doesn't want most.

'Do I want it?' He questions himself, furrowing his brows as he analyses the coin.

'Nobody ever uses it once. I will probably be the same as everyone else... But of all the things one can -choose-...' Memories of him standing in the Druid circle with Grace, before the legendary man who survived the coin, Jeb, flow back to him as he contemplates the sheer possibilities.

'There must be a way... I feel like there's a loop hole in all of this... No, I -know- there is.' He flips the coin and watches it as it fly through the air.

'Tails.'

To Havens amazement, the coin lands balanced on it's round side, completely still... Raising a brow, he approaches it to pick it up, yet it doesn't move, like it's stuck to the ground.

'What...?' He keeps tugging at it, trying to remove it, but it does not move... After a few moments of repeated tries, Haven takes a step back and folds his arms, annoyed. Only then, does the coin fall onto its side... Heads.

At this point, Haven feels strange... He can't feel his fingers. Looking down, he sees his hands slowly being blown away into dust.

'No... But I didn't wish for that!' He shouts out at the coin in desperation, but he continues to deteriorate, and within seconds... he's gone.
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Posting Knave

Male Number of posts : 87
Age : 26
Registration date : 2013-06-28

Character sheet
Character Name: Haven Arnimane
Race: Human
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Post  cjc180 Thu Nov 07, 2013 2:07 pm

Haven awakes in his lab, rubbing his head...

'I knew I went too far. This is getting out of hand... But it was the -only- method of application...' Haven summons an icy mirror to view his back, his shirt for some reason is already off.

'Perfect, as expected.' Haven smiles to himself, but the moment is shortly lived when he sees something through the mirror walk up to him from behind... Shattering the mirror he spins around to see... Nothing.

Haven looks about the room in silence, stepping back a few... His right hand glowing and sparking with magic, ready to let loose... But everything seems normal.

'Hnn...' With a cautious look about, he slowly relaxes and walks over to his desk which is utterly littered with drawings & scribbles of new and old sigils, self written theories, and tomes, and sits down, scanning over it all as he rubs his chin... Until he feels and ice cold grip on his shoulder.
Haven frowns, moves to grab the hand and rises, ready to retaliate... But once again, there's nothing there...

'Show yourself!' He calls out, but only silence replies.

He turns back around again to look at the papers on his desk, only to see the entire top of the desk in pure black.

Black Tendrils rise up from the desk, flicking about, trying to grab everything near by.

The tendrils reach out to grab Havens limbs, wrapping around him tightly, and slowly try to pull him into the black, which appears to slowly be engulfing the whole room.

With his eyes wide in fear, he struggles the best he can out of the tendrils grip, but to no avail... Closer and closer he is dragged, towards the black void that's engulfed half his lab...

Yet suddenly, out of nowhere, the entire room is engulfed with a white light just before the black void swallows Haven...

He wakes up in his lab again... Confused and frustrated.

'I'm getting sick of this.'
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Posting Knave

Male Number of posts : 87
Age : 26
Registration date : 2013-06-28

Character sheet
Character Name: Haven Arnimane
Race: Human
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Post  cjc180 Wed Nov 13, 2013 6:59 am

Haven walks along a forest trail, the vegetation on either side of the trail is so dense it's almost impossible to trek through... Ahead of him the path goes on straight for a long as the eye can see... The canopy above him blocks out so much light that he cannot see too far down the trail, however.
He focuses for a moment, and his eyes begin to radiate a pale blue... The enhanced sight enabling him to see down the trail to see... Silhouette of a figure in the distance.
Raising a brow, Haven approaches it...
'Perhaps that person knows a way out of here...' He says to himself as he walks closer.

Eventually as he starts to get close to the figure, he can't seem to make out much colour on the silhouette still, though... Even though he's starting to get close. It seems male in build, but he can't see the mans face, due to his back being turned.

Overwhelmed with curiosity, Haven walks faster towards the man, yet gets caught by something on his arm, forcing him to stop.

Looking over his shoulder, he see's the woman with golden hair again. Natasha.

'You again?! What do you want?' He snaps out at her, but she only holds onto him tighter, refusing to let him walk any further.

'Let go of me... Something bad happens whenever you're here. Just leave!' He tries to shake her off, but she doesn't give way.

The woman just looks up at him with teary eyes and a sorrowful expression, she only lets out a single word.

'No.'

Haven expression softens as he looks at her, they stay locked in a gaze at one another for a few seconds before he speaks.

'Why?..'

As he says that, he hears a branch snap in the distance behind him, looking over his shoulder, he sees the man he was walking after, walking towards him.
Direction his attention back to Natasha, he tries to get an answer from her.

'Why?!'

She speaks while she sobs into his shoulder.

'Don't...'

Hearing the footsteps getting very close, his expression turns dark as he shoves her to the ground, turning around to meet the man he's been approaching.. Or been approached by.
To his surprise, he turns around to see a twisted copy of himself.
The mans entire body seems consumed by that which Haven managed to seal away... The 'Blight'. The mans face looks similar to his own, except for a few features... Only completely black flesh is visible, as if there is no skin, fangs for teeth, no hair and black orbs for eyes.
The 'thing' gives him a vacant look, as if he's dead inside.

Haven looks back at it, narrowing his eyes.

'You're not me.'

The creature reaches out for him, but he boots it away and draws his blade... Natasha behind him simply stretches out a hand to him with teary eyes, but Haven doesn't acknowledge her, keeping his back turned to face the creature.

After the creature staggers back from being booted away, it crouches down to the ground, digging one of its hands claws into the dirt, and the other out ready to attack with... With which he then lunges towards Haven, yet oddly it keeps its vacant expression.

In an instant, Haven summons a barrier in front of him to to block the blow, offering an unamused expression, leaving the creature dazed for a moment, enough him to exploit an opening.
'I've. Had. ENOUGH!' He roars out with an expression of pure fury. With a powerful upwards sweep with his blade, he launches the creature into the air, where he then mutters a spell which causes large hawk-like wings to burst from his back, which he uses to fly up after it, leaving nothing but a few lose feathers in his tracks which slowly float to the floor.
The creature helplessly flails about in the air as he approaches... and when Haven reaches the creature, he lets loose a series of quick slashes, forcing the creature to go further up into the sky, before flying above it and clenching his left, black clawed hand, so hard the claws start to dig into his own flesh, and with the force of a titan, he punches the creature in the gut, forcing it to plummet towards the ground at an immense speed, but he quickly follows up with charging his left hand with a spell, and launches it down towards the creature about to hit the floor.

When the spell makes contact with the creature, all he can see is a fiery pale blue... And all he can hear, is a woman's screams.
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