Melkor said:
Rikandur Azebol
[sblock]A messanger from Gallador, calling herself Meliana, Priincess of The Veil, wants to speak with Iuz. She looks like a young human girl around 10 years old, but closer examination and magic would reveal her to be a powerful Undeath, and her very old eyes seem to be piercing through everything they see.[/sblock]
Melkor, Lord Of ALL !
[sblock]When Maliana entered Iuz's throneroom, instucted first by withered old hag of a human descend how to behave to not get Almighty angry, first thing that she perceived was smell of goblin fear, blood ... And the source of this all was kneeling in the front of throne of bones and skulls of thousands of people. Their spirits wailing quietly, tied to their mortal remmants in undescribable agony. With the corner of the eye she perceive that pathetic slave was chewing with great dificulty on some meat. Tears running down his cheeks ... but her gaze was fully absorbed by being sitting on the throne in relaxed stance, playful smile on his lips, ending just above mouth. She can see every line in the withered old form of a half man. Every feature of his old face is a map of debauchery and excess, wickednes beyond comprehesion of mere mortals, cruelty without bonds and rage that could consume evrething and not being sated in even the smallest extent. But the repulsive face of the male crone and his wasted body, thin and skeletal as if all muscles were sucked up by abominable power ... all this is nothing compared with the baleful, crimson eyes. Burning like hot coal in the deep eyesockets. He laughed and his laugh was like scream of the dying, like sound of children's skulls crushed by uncaring power, like croaking of ravens fighting over the eyes of the slain, like sound of descending avalanche, like sound of tornado sweeping aside innocent village. Goblin vomited, and exploded in shover of blood, when Iuz's eyebrows crisscrosed in slight irritation. Creature's bloodied skeleton standed here as if animated by evil force before collapsing into the cheap of bones.
"Welcome in my home ... Will You join me during the dinner ? You may tell servants what would You like to ... bite. You are my honored guest."
With a wave of the hand Iuz summoned the same old crone, who advised her about behaviour, and old woman waits patiently for Princess to follow her.
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Och ? Maybe, just maybe ... If Melkor would agree. We could try that: Nobody of Us controls Ivid the Mad NPC, we influence about one third of his servants, each of us.The remaining third is as insane as their Overking. And trough this ... to influence Ivid we are forced to combine arms. Since We cannot enter Rauxes personally to ... "explain" Ivid how ... tiring his lunacy is.
If not, well I prefer Demons to Undead ... so, I nullify my claim on the Ivid.

And Eclavdra will have a lot to explain.
(OOC: Nothing to worry, no offense intended ... Unless the thing would be too iresistible for Iuz.

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And Paxus ? Wolf God and bureaucracy ?!
Ach, Yes ... Thou art
lawful.
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Great Serpenteye ! Evil visions tell Iuz that on Monday my comp will be repaired ... so everybody beware the wrath of Iuz !
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