North of what is called the Unknown Lands lies a long country stretched from one mountain range to another. Both mountain ranges lay south of this long country. This country wraps around parts of a large landlocked sea that has an island kingdom that held on to its independence for thirty six years. As a long stretched out kingdom Mulzan could become its own empire. Some fifty three years ago the Mulzaneen with their partially shaven heads, long hair styles, thick braids, and the style where only one spot is left to grow long hair. Their clothing consisted of colorful tunics, finely crafted robes made from silks, and finer fabrics. It is said the Mulzaneen serve no one unless they have proven to be worth serving. With that kind of attitude it was hard to find allies. To their misfortunes they found themselves to be flanked by enemies.
Along the mountains in the western borders once lived a large family. Among Mulzaneen society each family was to have at least one warrior/soldier, a magic user, healer, a merchant, and a craftsman. Unless the father or mother were merchants and craftsmen the children would have to pick that up at some point if their path was not selected to be a warrior. Spears, sabers, scimitars, long curved machete blades known as Dhoghans, Bardiches, double bladed sword staffs, and Glaives lined the wall in the family armory. On the opposite side were mannequins with the Mulzaneen pieces of armor her ancestors wore into battle. She did not count how many there were since she cared little about her family's history of serving Mulzan for centuries. As the fourth daughter born in the family that was eradicated by the invaders and now disease she was left with three other sisters. Apparently the one time disease only worked on males. It was a trick that could only be done once to a certain number of people and it backfired on them. Despite the setback the Gantronese were still able to bend the Mulzaneen to their will.
"Hurry up this is taking too long!" she shouted over her shoulder. Her sister Terezene the fourth sister was supposed to wear the ancient traditional garb and greet their guests. Zia being the more responsible one was the second oldest sister. Zidfe the other sister waddled over with a bowl of tonight's meal. She had a pleasant thick woman in a more modern style of their female tunic and dress. It overlapped a little yet it still fit her.
"What is that?" Zia asked looking a little unsure as to what Zidfe cooked up this time.
"Crab with a few other fish. Kayan's servants went out fishing along the sea again." Zidfe answered honestly with a bit of attitude.
"Could you add a bit more seasoning?" Zia requested taking a sniff of the soup or whatever she was making for tonight.
"I'll add the usual fruits and vegetables that go with fish then see how it tastes then." Zidfe said with a bit of sass in her voice.
"Go on and make us all want to vomit." Zia urged her on.
"Should I poison us all and be done?" Zidfe offered.
"Give us a few more years." Zia replied.
"How many guests does Terezene's cleavage need to greet tonight?" Zidfe asked cackling. Zia could not help but laugh as well. These guests were nobles, aristocrats, famous singers, gladiators from Rhes Tarim, and young musicians hoping to make it big.
"According to our eldest sister twenty-two guests will be arriving in one hour." Zia answered Zidfe who returned to the kitchen. She had the kitchen staff help her with the meals. Kaya was having the main hall prepared for the dinner.
Zia went up to the dressing room where Terezene was taking her time for some reason. She decided to barge in on her fifth sibling who was adopted from a travelling family who hailed from Koriv. Ever since the Gantronese took over most of the region when they first invaded foreigners, and their kind roamed about Mulzan. It allowed further trade, business, and progress with some things in Mulzan. Yet their warlike attitude did not die. Many warriors, and soldiers from each household bent their will to the invader. For decades they fought a series of conflicts alongside the Gantronese in various enemies. Despite the wars Mulzan's population increased. She opened the door to find Terezene in the finest robed tunic that revealed a nice cleavage for the guests. The young, beautiful Terezene did not look happy she was in distress over this. Zia did not care for her ever since their father died.
"Well you have one hour before the guests arrive! Clean those tears off first then put on your make up!" Zia barked at her adopted sister who was the more gentle, fragile soul of their household. Their youngest sister had that stunning beauty that lured men easily with her curves, and appearances. She went by many names and had a black heart that she used to tear men's hearts apart for fun.
"Adya is on her way with the guests. Do not disappoint us this time!" Zia said sharply at her adopted sister who she saw as an outsider since she entered the house. She knew it was out of the forced kindness of her father however Terezene was treated as a noble.
"I..I will do- d- do as you say Lady of the House." Terezene stammered on her words showing a hint of fear in her eyes. Zia could tell she was afraid of what was to come.
Zia snapped her fingers and ordered the servants to prepare her for tonight. She left the adopted sister to the care of the servants who had not left since their Father's death. Zia walked through the large house passing other rooms that belonged to other adopted children. Since their mother gave birth to only girls their father had to adopt three boys to compensate for lack of males in their household. Through the halls Zia fought the urges to recall her childhood memories. Each memory was a good one, however as she grew older her life changed. Zia met a woman who was cruel to people and used them anyways. She learned many deeds from this woman who disappeared by the time Terezene entered the picture. Passing the rooms of her adopted brothers caused flashes of anger over her. Zia did not want to believe she was born out of a womb, but had always been there. Some of the brothers' names came back to her and she shook them away. Recalling how her father treated the adopted sons irked her to no end. She was delighted with her sisters when they died one by one. Each one was a death on the battlefield or in the Unknown Lands.
It was by her own hands that one of the sons and their father died tragically. After their mother left for strange reasons she grew closer to her sisters, and that witch woman. For the rest of the hour she went outside to check on the gardens to see how trim and perfect they were. Each gardener was smacked for no reason other than her own pleasure. Outsiders made slaves of the Mulzaneen that was just enough to punish the ones who willingly served them. Those who entered their house for an event never came out. As she walked through the garden something hit her. Their new masters would be on her if word got out or if the individuals who entered their house were found missing. It was why she chose to kill off travelers who would usually head out somewhere else the next day.
"Make sure the flowers look healthy!" she barked at the servants before heading back inside. Going through the entrance she found everything had been prepared and the food was still cooking. Looking at the decorations and tables placed she rubbed her hands together with delight. Terezene exited her room with the finest clothing with cleavage revealed and make up on.
"Good you look very delightful and eye catching. Don't take that as a compliment." Zia said with a warning. She took her position at the end of the dining hall as Terezene took hers at the door. Kaya would be here soon with the thugs, and assassins who attacked the guests while they were at the back of the house.
She heard a convoy of vehicles come up to the house, park, doors opening and slamming shut. Voices could be heard and all of them complimented Adya who lead the entire party up to the large house. Terezene greeted each guest who in turn greeted her with a rough kiss, a fondle, grope, or slap on the buttocks as Adya had instructed them to. Zia took pleasure in watching this for her it would either be a pleasurable dance or something else. All the guests came roaming in after greeting Terezene roughly. Each one entered the dining area.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen welcome to our home! Our reputation and hospitality is the finest you will find in Mulzan. Please seat yourselves!" Zia beckoned. She turned to the right to see the musicians they had abducted from the city. With a sharp gesture of the head she ordered them to start playing. She walked up to Terezene and pinched her hard to get her attention.
"Dance!" she hissed in her ear. As the guests sat down Terezene began the dance that was meant to be done with little clothing. She began to strip herself before the guests to the beat of the music. Zia watched the guests and the adopted sister with the urge to kill them all herself. She and her sisters had been doing this for years and no one batted an eye or even noticed. Each time they had the vehicles driven to the south and left in the Unknown Lands. Terezene was groped and fondled as she passed closer to the guests. Some grabbed her and smelled her while others left her alone. Zia could tell some of them did not really like this. She was about to act as the sweet hostess when the food was finally brought to the guests. Zia and her sisters sat at their own table allowing Terezene to eat with them. Three of the sisters ate like pigs while Terezene at slowly trying hold back the tears.
"Kaya will be here soon with the hired hands. All the bodies must be stripped of valuables and burned or fed to the monsters in the jungles. Then the cars will be taken by us as gifts." Zia said in a hushed tone. Her sisters cackled at this then finished eating. As the guests were finishing up some of them came up to check on Terezene. Her sisters faked their sympathy for her.
. Kaya slipped in to the dining room with a bowl of Zidfe's soup. Zia looked at her with eagerness that their plan would go as a followed. All the guests would be here and the 'bandits' would storm the house and kill them here. Night came as the hours went by and the musicians still played. She looked out the the window from where she sat and saw a group of shadows approaching the house.
"They are here, Terezene go to your room. Sisters prepare to loot what is left." She said trying not to laugh. Terezene did as she was told when a rather handsome looking man in the Grevaskii uniform cornered her at the door. Silent words were spoken to her making her blush. She giggled a little at the exit. Zia was enraged and picked up a knife. No man is going to love that girl. Zia quickly checked to see the hired hands rushing up to the house. In a loud bang the so called bandits, and burglars raced in with machetes drawn, covered in black powder, and piercings. Giving out cries that terrorized victims they rushed up to the party guests. That is when the massacre inside the room started. Guests screamed as they were pounced upon, hacked to pieces, others decapitated. Some jumped up to escape only to be cornered and cut down. Zia got up to stab the Grevaskii in the back. Terezene screamed at her forcing Zia to back hand her to the floor. Zidfe, Kaya, and Ayda either fled or killed the musicians so their acts would never be spoken of. Zia dropped the blade and turned to see the burglars rush out of the house. Twenty two party guests lay dead, hacked to pieces, stabbed, and beaten to death in a mock party. A waste of good food, however riches could be found among them. All four sisters dropped down and began looting the bodies with greed. Rings, Necklaces, prized trinkets, coins, rubies, bracelets, arm braces, circlets, and money were looted from the bodies. Her sisters greedily snatched up what they could grab when they heard a scary voice.
"You cannot hide this any more." the voice said behind them. Zia sweated and soiled herself when the voice appeared out of nowhere. She shook with fear as did her own sisters as they turned to see the source.
Terezene was levitating above the floor with a strange aura encircling her. Her eyes were black and hair floating around. A black smoke came out of her mouth as she spoke. This was the work of either a demon or some other witchcraft.
"For years I have lain dormant under your house waiting for a chance to cleanse this house of you." the possessed Terezene said. Her body quaked a little as whatever possessed took more control.
"I have grown hungry for souls and flesh." the possessed Terezene said licking its lips and chin with a long, thick, gray tongue. Zia and her sisters were far too terrified to speak. A possessed Terezene levitated towards them with a grin that showed rows of sharp, rotten, and grotesque teeth. It was a smile that would cause bones to shiver. Zia crawled for the door not caring about her soiled clothing. She pushed her sisters out of the way to escape. Something sharp, and pointy pinned her to the floor. A spear had been tossed to pin her down. Some power turned her to face her sisters. Adya was forced to the floor by black smoke and hands that ruined her on the floor while tearing her to shreds slowly. Kaya was ripped to pieces by Terezene's new master that began to eat her. Adya's flesh was absorbed into the hands that transported it to the possessed body. Kaya was eaten alive while screaming. When the possessed Terezene was done with those two Zidfe was chopped up and skewered for devouring. Terezene's hands then stretched outward like rubber and ripped her from the spear that tore her body apart. She was eaten head first and swallowed by the very demon that awoke in the house.
Along the mountains in the western borders once lived a large family. Among Mulzaneen society each family was to have at least one warrior/soldier, a magic user, healer, a merchant, and a craftsman. Unless the father or mother were merchants and craftsmen the children would have to pick that up at some point if their path was not selected to be a warrior. Spears, sabers, scimitars, long curved machete blades known as Dhoghans, Bardiches, double bladed sword staffs, and Glaives lined the wall in the family armory. On the opposite side were mannequins with the Mulzaneen pieces of armor her ancestors wore into battle. She did not count how many there were since she cared little about her family's history of serving Mulzan for centuries. As the fourth daughter born in the family that was eradicated by the invaders and now disease she was left with three other sisters. Apparently the one time disease only worked on males. It was a trick that could only be done once to a certain number of people and it backfired on them. Despite the setback the Gantronese were still able to bend the Mulzaneen to their will.
"Hurry up this is taking too long!" she shouted over her shoulder. Her sister Terezene the fourth sister was supposed to wear the ancient traditional garb and greet their guests. Zia being the more responsible one was the second oldest sister. Zidfe the other sister waddled over with a bowl of tonight's meal. She had a pleasant thick woman in a more modern style of their female tunic and dress. It overlapped a little yet it still fit her.
"What is that?" Zia asked looking a little unsure as to what Zidfe cooked up this time.
"Crab with a few other fish. Kayan's servants went out fishing along the sea again." Zidfe answered honestly with a bit of attitude.
"Could you add a bit more seasoning?" Zia requested taking a sniff of the soup or whatever she was making for tonight.
"I'll add the usual fruits and vegetables that go with fish then see how it tastes then." Zidfe said with a bit of sass in her voice.
"Go on and make us all want to vomit." Zia urged her on.
"Should I poison us all and be done?" Zidfe offered.
"Give us a few more years." Zia replied.
"How many guests does Terezene's cleavage need to greet tonight?" Zidfe asked cackling. Zia could not help but laugh as well. These guests were nobles, aristocrats, famous singers, gladiators from Rhes Tarim, and young musicians hoping to make it big.
"According to our eldest sister twenty-two guests will be arriving in one hour." Zia answered Zidfe who returned to the kitchen. She had the kitchen staff help her with the meals. Kaya was having the main hall prepared for the dinner.
Zia went up to the dressing room where Terezene was taking her time for some reason. She decided to barge in on her fifth sibling who was adopted from a travelling family who hailed from Koriv. Ever since the Gantronese took over most of the region when they first invaded foreigners, and their kind roamed about Mulzan. It allowed further trade, business, and progress with some things in Mulzan. Yet their warlike attitude did not die. Many warriors, and soldiers from each household bent their will to the invader. For decades they fought a series of conflicts alongside the Gantronese in various enemies. Despite the wars Mulzan's population increased. She opened the door to find Terezene in the finest robed tunic that revealed a nice cleavage for the guests. The young, beautiful Terezene did not look happy she was in distress over this. Zia did not care for her ever since their father died.
"Well you have one hour before the guests arrive! Clean those tears off first then put on your make up!" Zia barked at her adopted sister who was the more gentle, fragile soul of their household. Their youngest sister had that stunning beauty that lured men easily with her curves, and appearances. She went by many names and had a black heart that she used to tear men's hearts apart for fun.
"Adya is on her way with the guests. Do not disappoint us this time!" Zia said sharply at her adopted sister who she saw as an outsider since she entered the house. She knew it was out of the forced kindness of her father however Terezene was treated as a noble.
"I..I will do- d- do as you say Lady of the House." Terezene stammered on her words showing a hint of fear in her eyes. Zia could tell she was afraid of what was to come.
Zia snapped her fingers and ordered the servants to prepare her for tonight. She left the adopted sister to the care of the servants who had not left since their Father's death. Zia walked through the large house passing other rooms that belonged to other adopted children. Since their mother gave birth to only girls their father had to adopt three boys to compensate for lack of males in their household. Through the halls Zia fought the urges to recall her childhood memories. Each memory was a good one, however as she grew older her life changed. Zia met a woman who was cruel to people and used them anyways. She learned many deeds from this woman who disappeared by the time Terezene entered the picture. Passing the rooms of her adopted brothers caused flashes of anger over her. Zia did not want to believe she was born out of a womb, but had always been there. Some of the brothers' names came back to her and she shook them away. Recalling how her father treated the adopted sons irked her to no end. She was delighted with her sisters when they died one by one. Each one was a death on the battlefield or in the Unknown Lands.
It was by her own hands that one of the sons and their father died tragically. After their mother left for strange reasons she grew closer to her sisters, and that witch woman. For the rest of the hour she went outside to check on the gardens to see how trim and perfect they were. Each gardener was smacked for no reason other than her own pleasure. Outsiders made slaves of the Mulzaneen that was just enough to punish the ones who willingly served them. Those who entered their house for an event never came out. As she walked through the garden something hit her. Their new masters would be on her if word got out or if the individuals who entered their house were found missing. It was why she chose to kill off travelers who would usually head out somewhere else the next day.
"Make sure the flowers look healthy!" she barked at the servants before heading back inside. Going through the entrance she found everything had been prepared and the food was still cooking. Looking at the decorations and tables placed she rubbed her hands together with delight. Terezene exited her room with the finest clothing with cleavage revealed and make up on.
"Good you look very delightful and eye catching. Don't take that as a compliment." Zia said with a warning. She took her position at the end of the dining hall as Terezene took hers at the door. Kaya would be here soon with the thugs, and assassins who attacked the guests while they were at the back of the house.
She heard a convoy of vehicles come up to the house, park, doors opening and slamming shut. Voices could be heard and all of them complimented Adya who lead the entire party up to the large house. Terezene greeted each guest who in turn greeted her with a rough kiss, a fondle, grope, or slap on the buttocks as Adya had instructed them to. Zia took pleasure in watching this for her it would either be a pleasurable dance or something else. All the guests came roaming in after greeting Terezene roughly. Each one entered the dining area.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen welcome to our home! Our reputation and hospitality is the finest you will find in Mulzan. Please seat yourselves!" Zia beckoned. She turned to the right to see the musicians they had abducted from the city. With a sharp gesture of the head she ordered them to start playing. She walked up to Terezene and pinched her hard to get her attention.
"Dance!" she hissed in her ear. As the guests sat down Terezene began the dance that was meant to be done with little clothing. She began to strip herself before the guests to the beat of the music. Zia watched the guests and the adopted sister with the urge to kill them all herself. She and her sisters had been doing this for years and no one batted an eye or even noticed. Each time they had the vehicles driven to the south and left in the Unknown Lands. Terezene was groped and fondled as she passed closer to the guests. Some grabbed her and smelled her while others left her alone. Zia could tell some of them did not really like this. She was about to act as the sweet hostess when the food was finally brought to the guests. Zia and her sisters sat at their own table allowing Terezene to eat with them. Three of the sisters ate like pigs while Terezene at slowly trying hold back the tears.
"Kaya will be here soon with the hired hands. All the bodies must be stripped of valuables and burned or fed to the monsters in the jungles. Then the cars will be taken by us as gifts." Zia said in a hushed tone. Her sisters cackled at this then finished eating. As the guests were finishing up some of them came up to check on Terezene. Her sisters faked their sympathy for her.
. Kaya slipped in to the dining room with a bowl of Zidfe's soup. Zia looked at her with eagerness that their plan would go as a followed. All the guests would be here and the 'bandits' would storm the house and kill them here. Night came as the hours went by and the musicians still played. She looked out the the window from where she sat and saw a group of shadows approaching the house.
"They are here, Terezene go to your room. Sisters prepare to loot what is left." She said trying not to laugh. Terezene did as she was told when a rather handsome looking man in the Grevaskii uniform cornered her at the door. Silent words were spoken to her making her blush. She giggled a little at the exit. Zia was enraged and picked up a knife. No man is going to love that girl. Zia quickly checked to see the hired hands rushing up to the house. In a loud bang the so called bandits, and burglars raced in with machetes drawn, covered in black powder, and piercings. Giving out cries that terrorized victims they rushed up to the party guests. That is when the massacre inside the room started. Guests screamed as they were pounced upon, hacked to pieces, others decapitated. Some jumped up to escape only to be cornered and cut down. Zia got up to stab the Grevaskii in the back. Terezene screamed at her forcing Zia to back hand her to the floor. Zidfe, Kaya, and Ayda either fled or killed the musicians so their acts would never be spoken of. Zia dropped the blade and turned to see the burglars rush out of the house. Twenty two party guests lay dead, hacked to pieces, stabbed, and beaten to death in a mock party. A waste of good food, however riches could be found among them. All four sisters dropped down and began looting the bodies with greed. Rings, Necklaces, prized trinkets, coins, rubies, bracelets, arm braces, circlets, and money were looted from the bodies. Her sisters greedily snatched up what they could grab when they heard a scary voice.
"You cannot hide this any more." the voice said behind them. Zia sweated and soiled herself when the voice appeared out of nowhere. She shook with fear as did her own sisters as they turned to see the source.
Terezene was levitating above the floor with a strange aura encircling her. Her eyes were black and hair floating around. A black smoke came out of her mouth as she spoke. This was the work of either a demon or some other witchcraft.
"For years I have lain dormant under your house waiting for a chance to cleanse this house of you." the possessed Terezene said. Her body quaked a little as whatever possessed took more control.
"I have grown hungry for souls and flesh." the possessed Terezene said licking its lips and chin with a long, thick, gray tongue. Zia and her sisters were far too terrified to speak. A possessed Terezene levitated towards them with a grin that showed rows of sharp, rotten, and grotesque teeth. It was a smile that would cause bones to shiver. Zia crawled for the door not caring about her soiled clothing. She pushed her sisters out of the way to escape. Something sharp, and pointy pinned her to the floor. A spear had been tossed to pin her down. Some power turned her to face her sisters. Adya was forced to the floor by black smoke and hands that ruined her on the floor while tearing her to shreds slowly. Kaya was ripped to pieces by Terezene's new master that began to eat her. Adya's flesh was absorbed into the hands that transported it to the possessed body. Kaya was eaten alive while screaming. When the possessed Terezene was done with those two Zidfe was chopped up and skewered for devouring. Terezene's hands then stretched outward like rubber and ripped her from the spear that tore her body apart. She was eaten head first and swallowed by the very demon that awoke in the house.
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