megamania
Hero
THE HIDDEN: BEYOND NEW WATER
09 PAYBACK
SEGMENT 172
“A VIEW TO A KILL”
02/11/18
BARRAKAS 13, 1000 ABOVE YRLAG ABOUT 1 BELL AT NIGHT
“Quintos! Quintos you damned manservant! Come see this!” declares Lord Vollax in excitement. The Emerald Claw commander stands on the rail of his elemental air ship moored at the lighthouse.
A man with a snarled and waving green flame tattoo on his right cheek hurries to him. “Master? Oh!”
The two of them watch as sections of Yrlag burst in explosive activity. Before them are fires, battles of magic and steel and death. So much death. So much glorious death.
They watch the chaos and destruction in ecstasy.
“Hah! Look- Gussa’s camp is under attack. Her men are either fleeing or dropping in flaming ruins. Glorious! It is truly glorious Master!”
“Yes. Yes it is.”
“What are those creatures My Lord?” Asks the man servant. “Are they natives of The Hidden?”
“Which to you speak of Quintos?”
“The ones climbing the rooftop.”
“Ah- wonderful creatures. They are natives of The Hidden. The scholars are referring to them as Sin Spawn. There are several clans or types of them. Wrath is the most commonly encountered here. They create and feed on the emotions of hatred and vengefulness.”
“What other clans or types are there?”
“We have encountered Greed and my favorite- Lust.”
“And those….?”
“Orcs. Grey Dusk Orcs.” He says with great boredom. “Base creatures led by a half-orc in New Water.”
They continue to watch in silence. A mixture of awe and respect.
09 PAYBACK
SEGMENT 172
“A VIEW TO A KILL”
02/11/18
BARRAKAS 13, 1000 ABOVE YRLAG ABOUT 1 BELL AT NIGHT
“Quintos! Quintos you damned manservant! Come see this!” declares Lord Vollax in excitement. The Emerald Claw commander stands on the rail of his elemental air ship moored at the lighthouse.
A man with a snarled and waving green flame tattoo on his right cheek hurries to him. “Master? Oh!”
The two of them watch as sections of Yrlag burst in explosive activity. Before them are fires, battles of magic and steel and death. So much death. So much glorious death.
They watch the chaos and destruction in ecstasy.
“Hah! Look- Gussa’s camp is under attack. Her men are either fleeing or dropping in flaming ruins. Glorious! It is truly glorious Master!”
“Yes. Yes it is.”
“What are those creatures My Lord?” Asks the man servant. “Are they natives of The Hidden?”
“Which to you speak of Quintos?”
“The ones climbing the rooftop.”
“Ah- wonderful creatures. They are natives of The Hidden. The scholars are referring to them as Sin Spawn. There are several clans or types of them. Wrath is the most commonly encountered here. They create and feed on the emotions of hatred and vengefulness.”
“What other clans or types are there?”
“We have encountered Greed and my favorite- Lust.”
“And those….?”
“Orcs. Grey Dusk Orcs.” He says with great boredom. “Base creatures led by a half-orc in New Water.”
They continue to watch in silence. A mixture of awe and respect.