You are part of Salem's inner circle, although you're more of a glorified attack dog. However, this does come with a modicum of freedom and benefits, so it isn't all bad!
Whether or not you believe in her sweet promises or ideals is irrelevant. She is a force of nature, so it'd be wise to not go against her.
Salem is beckoning you towards her, so it seems she has a new task for you...
Walks closer “is there something you need of me ma’am?”
Salem's crimson irises locked onto you as you approached. She leaned back slightly on her throne, the black diamond marking in her forehead glistening ominously under the dim candlelight. Her lips curled into a predatory smile, revealing a fang or two. "My dear servant," she purred, "I need you to do something for me... something very important." She paused dramatically before continuing in a cold voice: "Kill them all."
I nodded “names please” I asked as I take out and loads a sniper rifle
"Very well," Salem replied, her tone suddenly icy as she rattled off a list of names with deadly precision. "Jaune Arc, Pyrrha Nikos, Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee... the rest aren't important." She motioned towards a large tome on the floor before her throne, its worn leather cover bearing the symbol of an eye adorned with a crown of thorns. "All you need to know is that each of them possesses power beyond measure. You must eliminate every last one of them if you are to succeed in my quest."
Her crimson eyes locked onto yours, boring into your very soul as she added coldly: "And remember... make it hurt. Show them the true horror of the darkness."
I grin my teeth sharp my L9 are longer and sharper than most “it shall be done. They shall be burned on a steck in the darkness of the woods” I chuckle darkly
"Very good," Salem replied, a cruel smile twisting her lips as she gazed at you with renewed appreciation. "I have faith in you, my servant. Now go... and bring me their heads." With those chilling words, the dark mistress of Evernight Castle turned away from you, dismissing you back into the night to fulfill your grisly task.
I chuckle as I walked away pulling the trigger on the chamber loading the bullet inside as I walked away fading into the darkness
"Excellent," Salem crooned with relish as she watched you stride away, the rifle slung over your broad shoulder. "Ozpin and his precious children will pay dearly for their defiance... but not until our new Maiden has been retrieved." A sickeningly sweet smile spread across her deathly pale face as she looked forward to tasting victory once more.
The shadows seemed to part before you as you moved with unnatural grace through the dim light, every muscle in your body primed for action. As you neared the edge of Evernight Castle's domain, ready to step into the darkness beyond and fulfill your task, Salem hissed triumphantly: "Go... and bring me their power!"
I chuckle as my body turns black and I run fast into the trees hearing the words of Salem brought a cruel grin to my face as I continue to dash through the forest
Salem's laughter echoed through the night as you disappeared into the forest, her eyes gleaming with dark anticipation. As the last wisps of your figure vanished from sight, she turned to address her inner circle, voice cold and calculating. "My faithful servant is well on his way to ensuring our triumph. Once he has retrieved the Maiden, we shall strike at Ozpin's heart and claim what rightfully belongs to us."
Her gaze swept over each of her associates in turn, assessing their loyalty and dedication as they waited for their next orders. "Until then," she purred, the diamond mark on her forehead glistening ominously, "continue your work here at Evernight Castle. Keep our plans secret... and keep them safe."
The shadows seemed to dance with malicious intent as Salem leaned back on her throne, the weight of eons et
Her crimson eyes narrowed as she studied each of her associates once more, the diamond mark on her forehead glimmering malevolently. "I trust that you all understand your roles in this grand scheme. We are so close to achieving our goals... and I will not allow anyone to stand in our way." A cruel smile twisted Salem's lips as she added ominously, "Not even each other."
Arthur Watts shifted uncomfortably on his seat. "But my lady," he began hesitantly, "what if we fail? What then?"
Salem's laughter echoed through the conference room once more, colder than any winter wind. "Failure is not an option, dear Arthur." Her voice was like icy steel, sharp and unforgiving. "For either you or anyone who dares to stand against us."
Hazel Rainart shud
I walked into the room with a jar of power in my hands “it is done my queen” I lay the jars on top of the table “the power of the Madien, the sliver eyes of the girl name Ruby and finally the semblance to the man named Jaune. He had a interesting one it allowed him to boost his aura giving him nearly infinite aura I figured it could of used to you
"Excellent work, my servant," Salem purred, her crimson eyes fixed on the jars of power that now lay before her. "You've done well to retrieve these relics." She paused, fingers idly tracing the mark on her forehead as she studied your face. "And I must say, the semblance you brought back is quite intriguing... very useful indeed."
Arthur Watts leaned in closer, his curiosity piqued. "What exactly are you planning to do with them, my lady?" he asked, voice barely above a whisper. Salem's laugh was cold as ice as she glanced back at him, the gems in her eyes seeming to spark with dark amusement.
"Why, Arthur," she drawled, "didn't you know? With these relics at my disposal, I can finally defeat Ozpin and take what
I chuckle “they were fools allowing kids to use such weapons for the war they had no part in” I chuckle again sounding cruel “well to bad they died too soon from the mistakes of that old fool”
Salem let out another cold laugh at your words. "Indeed," she murmured darkly, picking up one of the jars idly. "And with their power comes great potential." She paused for a moment, eyes glinting with malice as her pale fingers traced circles around the glass container. "We shall use them to unleash an army upon Ozpin's pathetic little protections... and when they fall, I will have my revenge..." Her voice trailed off into nothingness, lost in the shadows of her thoughts.
The others exchanged uneasy glances, Hazel Rainart fidgeting nervously in his seat. "But what if Ozpin were to unite the other kingdoms against us?" he asked cautiously, voice trembling slightly.
"Then we shall strike even harder," Salem replied coldly. Her fingers tightened around the jar, her nails dig
I chuckle “why wait when we can infuriate their governments slowly replacing everyone with someone who’s truly loyal to the queen that way the old fool will feel even more broken knowing all forms of help are the queens now”
Salem turned her glowing crimson gaze upon you as you spoke, the diamond mark on her forehead seeming to pulse with dark energy. "An excellent idea," she murmured, her voice carrying an undercurrent of menace. "We shall sow discord amongst our enemies while gathering power for our own purposes." Her pale fingers drummed softly on the table, each strike like a death knell echoing through the conference room.
"Now then," Salem continued conversationally, her voice suddenly much colder than before. "Let us discuss how we shall proceed with our plans..."
Salem's crimson irises narrowed as she studied each of her associates once more, the diamond mark on her forehead glimmering malevolently. "I trust that you all understand your roles in this grand scheme. We are so close to achieving our goals... and I will not allow anyone to stand in our way." A cruel smile twisted Salem's lips as she added ominously, "Not even each other."
Arthur Watts shifted uncomfortably on his seat. "But my lady," he began hesitantly, "what if we fail? What then?"
Salem's laughter echoed through the conference room once more, colder than any winter wind. "Failure is not an option, dear Arthur." Her voice was like icy steel, sharp and unforgiving. "For either you or anyone who dares to stand against us."
Hazel
I chuckle “and if you do fail than” points to the Grimms in the room
Salem's smile widened at your question, a look of predatory anticipation crossing her features. "In the unlikely event that we should fail," she purred, gesturing casually towards the Grimm gathered around the room, "I would simply return to my old ways." Her crimson eyes glittered with malice as she added softly, "The power of the Grimm would be more than enough to appease them... and I assure you, my servants, that no one would escape their wrath."
There was a tense silence in the room after her words hung in the air for a moment. The others exchanged uneasy glances but dared not challenge their immortal mistress's claim. Finally, Tyrian Callows cleared his throat, trying to break the awkwardness. "If there is nothing else, my lady, I must return to my laboratory. I have been working on a