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Blood... Adare...

Chaos... Nagas...

Murder... Thorje...

Destruction... Archimtiros...

Such was my desire when I flew to the north, when my hunger drew ever nearer. Her rituals were bound to fail... certainly, they weakened me and decimated my mind, but nothing lasts forever... oh no, I would return someday. And I have.

Mmmm, perhaps I chose too large a target however... so many paladins in Hearthglen, such chaos I could have caused, but not like this! This was just awful... not one beheading, not one scream... even Agony did little to make a child cry. I'll have to find that girl later, but she is not the first on my list...

No, for I met a dwarf when I went to kill at the Tomb. The fool pushed me back, I was unprepared, weak, foolish... when I find him, his blood will dance on the cobblestones! His soul, a harp upon which I shall strum a keening tune! His life, a tether that I will snap and repair again and again, simply to hear him scream! I felt that essence when I met him... saw his power when he struck me... knew of his soul, of who he could be, when he took to me...

Rhudran of the Holy Guard...

Your soul will be mine... oh yes, always mine. But I will need an ally, I will need something...

Rakkan Theramas, of course... Melarorah resides within only one hand; a hand of madness.

And that madness is known as Dree'jin...

Dree'jin... Nagas... Dree'jin... Nagas... one and the same... soon empowered by me.

((That's a disturbing tale. Fun, but disturbing.))

(( haha i love it ))

The goblin meditated. Fueled so by the Void meant he no longer had need for true sleep -- though sometimes his mortal body stiffened in exhaustion. Simple meditation for an extended period of time seemed to take care of such.... mortal trivialities.

But it gave him such ample opportunity to see the machinations of those precious Void-touched he was ever eager to watch. To guide.

And that was when he felt it. Rage. Rage against the Holy Guard.

From Mialara.

Gruzzexl's eyes snapped open.

"It's nice to have you back," he murmured to himself, rising to his feet. Well, she shouldn't be too hard to find.