Wednesday, December 26, 2018
'Dark Lord Essay\r'
'Lightning  struck the tower pinnacle, and briefy the  urban centerââ¬â¢s main squ are was  drenched in light. A violent  do was brewing  virtually the  urban center of Magelan, of the  domain of Ralon on the choas planes. All around the city the guard, dressed in mail of  swarthy black, were attempting in vain to surpress the riots that where in place.  plurality had taken the oncoming storm as a sign from the gods, to rise up and overthrow the evil Maraj who ruled their city. ââ¬Â The  inadvisable mortals  consume taken our bait, their city is in choas my  olive-drab  passkey Iekkobââ¬Â The bodyless  phonation echoed around the dim moon-lit entrance  bedroom of the  dandy  castle.\r\nSuddenly, with a blaze of  attack and inpenitrible black smoke, a  date appeared.  easily becoming less hazy the  witness  straitsed towards the base of the stairs, leaving scorched  blame prints in the shining marble floor. As the the figure reached the thresh-hold of the crystal staircase,     1 of the statues that  line  besieges lazily walked towards him. The statued man was no   grand a granite grey but shrowded in black and dark crimson robes. ââ¬Â My  professional Iekkob ââ¬Â The voice sounded again, but it was no  overnight bodyless. The statued man spoke it, softly, stealthily, yet clearly. ââ¬Â I am pleased, Liwl, you have fooled these pathetic mortals well.\r\nThe planes of choas are  this instant aptly named thanks to your teachery. ââ¬Â The  whiz named Liwl smiled at his apparent  apart(p) Lord, who had  straightway come into full focus, his cloak  suntan fiery red to match the embers  ardent in his  look. ââ¬Â Thank you my Lord, I did as you instructed. Every temple, every priest, believed me their deity and followed my orders without  suspicion ââ¬Â ââ¬Â Yesââ¬Â¦ that is what worries me. As weak minded as those who dwell upon the  frolicsome Plane are, they would have sensed an intrusion in  unmatched of their temples. Especi each(preno   minal)y by you Liwl, they are  curiously suspicious of the God of Assains and Thiefs.\r\nââ¬Â For a  flake he gazed upwards towards the top of the stairs,   s chamberpottily about caustiosly. Then it passed, an air of confidence and  federal agency grew about him, and he grew in  coat as he, with a great  snarl of his cloak, transcended the great staircase in one leap. He was closely followed by Liwl, who had climbed the stairs quietly, quickly, making sure to stay in the shadows. ââ¬Â Hey you ! Peasant ! What are you doing inside the palace ! ââ¬Â shouted a guard of the palace,  outfit in shining gold mail. The Dark Lord looked at the man  trial towards him, drawing his schimitar, and laughed.\r\nThe sound pierced the air, and as it did the guard  halt. With a look of great pain he  dangle to the floor,  line of reasoning now pouring from his skin. He  coiffe there squirming, spasming with pain. The Dark Lord  fall apartped laughing, gazed upon his victim, and with a sligh   t movement of his  sight incinerated the body. ââ¬Â My Lord, I have found the  entry ! ââ¬Â shouted Liwl, from the far left of the landing. ââ¬Â  uncivil it Lwil, quickly, we cannot stand for these delays. I fear the Ethereal Planes  forget know of our plans shortly. ââ¬Â Acting with lightning  race Liwl drew two daggers from inside his cloak, and struck the lock.\r\nThe very palace shook and with a bolt of lightning he was thrown against the wall at the other side of the landing. ââ¬Â As I suspected, Rezarf you value your God of  season very much. You understand the power she wieldsââ¬Â¦Ã¢â¬Â¦ Liwl  demoralize UP ! ââ¬Â Liwl obdentialy jumped to his feet and followed his master the Dark Lord to the door, now shimmering with arcanic runes. Iekkob drew forth a staff of sort, decorated with skulls of many  contrastive races, and tapped the door softly. BOOM The door flew  take its hinges, flying through the room it was guarding. ââ¬Â I see you are here Iekkob.\   r\nI must say I was expecting you when I heard what was happening outside the palace. ââ¬Â   through with(p) the smoke and dust the slender figure of a young woman walked towards the Dark Lord. ââ¬Â You are smarter than Rezarf gives you credit, Yholl. Are you sure you  bequeath not join me, the God of  date will aid my campaign well. ââ¬Â ââ¬Â You now where my alligance lies. Go back to the Nine Hells and  dapple with your Daemon servants ! The Gift of  age will  simply aid Good. ââ¬Â Shouted Yholl, her eyes glowing brightly. ââ¬Â Now leave, you cannot  pervert me here, you of all people know you can only harm an Ethereal Being on the Ethereal Planes. ââ¬Â\r\nââ¬Â True, but then I do not wish to harm you. You only inherited the power of Time because your predessor lost his powers during the Time of Troubles. And now you to shall walk with the mortals. ââ¬Â Iekkob laughed, that shrill piercing laugh again, and  before Yholl could react he had thrust his  go    through outwards. A beam of light appeared  amidst his hand and Yholls chest, and slowly a  scope of glittering gold moved along it towards him. Yholl let out a  anticipate as the sphere entered the Dark Lord. ââ¬Â It is done Liwl, the God of Time is banished to the mortal coil. And so is the only power Rezarf could use to stop me. ââ¬Â\r\nââ¬Â But sir, why did you not just take the power of time for yourselfââ¬Â¦. or one of your  sure servants. ââ¬Â said Liwl bowing, his long nose almost touching the floor. ââ¬Â Beacuse myââ¬Â¦  incorruptible servant ââ¬Â he laughed again, and the mortal Yholl fell wimpering to the floor ââ¬Â I cannot use powers  knowing for good, and I cannot allow anyone, ESPECIALLY, a loyal servant to posess a power that can stop even me. ââ¬Â And with that he disapeared. Liwl looked around at the debrey around the floor, and the wimpering mortal who was  at one time the powerful God of Tme, and with a  lap of his shadowy cloak follo   wed his master into nothingness.\r\n'  
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