Enstance Family/Haroldin/The Dungeon

This is a page of RPs about Haroldin.

First view

Haroldin sat in his cell, drinking blood from a goblet made of a human skull. The natural openings had been sealed and a grip attached. Haroldin smiled and talked to himself between the sips:

“Oh, girl, oh, sweetest of girls, how I love you still.. I remember your dark hair, your blue eyes and you perfect body.. What a shame you had to die an early death, but that's the consequence of being my girlfriend.. I had to have you with me, but you wanted a life of your own.. What a shame, I had to have at least your head to kiss. So I took the head and let you have the body, but were you happy? No! In sorrow, you died of bloodloss, and here I am! In a rotten jail when I should go kill my wretched excuse for a sister! All I've got left is you, my precious, beatiful girl..”

Haroldin kissed the skull's jaw and drank it out. He then called the guard outside his cell

“Capt'n! Let's plan the unfortunate demise of lady Olricka and my inherit of Woodglen!”

“I'm sorry, sir, but only the prime minister decides who gets regions and if he gets wind of anything to suspect foul play, you might end up here again.. It'd be better to kill her and then immigrate to the South East Island, the colonies or Belutarra..”

“Right. I'll do that then. The point is, I want her head! Olricka shall die by my hand!”

"As you say, sir. As you say."