From the beginning, another perspective (in common)

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Slowly Alexandra learned to sense the feelings of her host. At first she just listened. Love? Love is what she felt. It was not her but that of Elandra. Elandra loved someone, who could it be? Being blind to the world around, living off of the feelings of other, began to drive Alexandra mad. This must be retribution for failing Bane she thought.

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Slowly the vial is lifted as sounds filter in once more. “Where are we?” she though. “Yes still on the ship”… “The light it is so bright”. It was in fact dark, a moonless night at sea, but to eyes that have not opened in quite some time, even the embers of the small fire was enough to blind.

So there she was with full senses intact but still being pulled along like a puppet to the will of Elandra. “How, why now?” she thought. Alex began to take everything in, in an attempt to determine what the catalyst was for her sight. As the night moved on she came upon the realization it was the ale Elandra was drinking. With that, Alex used whatever strength she could muster to focus on the ale, willing Elandra to take in more.

“Yes it is working!” Little by little Alex gained back control. How long it would last was unknown. Drink too little and she might lose control. Drink too much and the body would collapse. What to do with the little time she had raced through her mind.

“Love! That was it!” Now having control, she used it to destroy what was precious to Elandra, the love between Zephron and Elandra... Infidelity…

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Once more the vial was lifted, though the lack of clarity persisted. Voices could be heard, the movement of chairs, the clinging of metal. “Fear? No, is not my own. What has her so petrified?” The fear streaking through Elandra’s veins gave rise to Alexandra’s presence once more. Alex’s eyes began to focus… “An exquisite dining hall, yes that is where…” Soon faces became in focus and their voices heard. They were to consume Elandra’s body in the most fearest way. “This cannot be happening. To be trapped while… NO!” her soul screamed out and someone heard it.

Soon she was looking at the ceiling in a different part of the mansion. A man peered over her looking past the flesh but to her. Yes, one with vision sees her! It was not long before a ritual of some sort was being performed. She felt pulled to the surface. Layer upon layer was being removed… Then blackness once more.

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Time has no meaning in the darkness. Only my faith in Bane keeps me sane. It is by his will alone that I survive…

Off in the darkness a warm glow slowly gives way to light. “Is the ritual still proceeding? How long has it been?” These questions ran through her mind as the light consumed the darkness. “No, this does not feel right!” it is with that thought that Alexandra was pulled from the darkness and thrown into the light.

Hues of all colors imaginable raced both around and through her. A sense of being filled her. This was not the welcome she had expected from the Black Lord. But this was not his doing…

As Alexandra floated off, she looked down to see Elandra for the first time with her own eyes. The elf (Elandra) laid quietly surrounded by Sune’s clergy, chanting.

“BANE!!!!” She called out in silence.