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Message: <blockquote data-quote="fireinthedust" data-source="post: 5405505" data-attributes="member: 51930">A fly enters the room through one of the windows, flitting past Thaddeius and landing in the middle of the table.Were this a land-based fortress, this would be un-extraordinary: after all, the world is a stinking mire of insects and disease, and even the courts of emperors have little defense against lice and fleas.Yet it is not an earthly fortress, and high enough in the sky that insects simply do not come there.As it lands, the fly speaks in a deep, rasping voice.  Greetings, highly honored and esteemed doomed ones.  I am the voice of my master and I bring glad tidings of your destruction. The fly expands suddenly into a pumpkin-sized head made of twisted black metal or chitinous armor in the shape of a crown.  Numerous tendril-like legs support its weight.   Three pale white mouths filled with sharp fangs stick out near the bottom, each on a side surrounding it.  The mouths are utterly white, though black slime leaks out of the orifices as saliva.  As it speaks, each of the mouths take turns saying part of each sentence; when not speaking, the other mouths open and close or lick their lips.  A reward for delivering this most wayward servant to my masters most horrific punishment.  Rejoice that your deaths are at hand, in most profound agony, for the master slakes a most vile hunger upon the death throes of this world.The... thing seems to bow each of its heads in a salute to your band, before its spidery legs propel it across the table towards Malacarus.</blockquote>

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