by The Kingpin » Sat Feb 02, 2008 12:18 pm
"My Lord! the Dragons have escaped!" hissed a Demon guard in a panicked voice. "So that's what the disturbance was...no matter...we'll recapture them soon. for now, i have other plans to attend to. who was on guard at the time?". "Rotmouth and Rocktongue, sir!" hissed the Demon. "Very well". the screeches of two demons could be heard tearing through the ears of everything in the Demonic realm as Beliar tortured them mentally, their insides twisting and reconfiguring themselves, their very bones breaking and reforming several times over until they were completely different creatures, their bones jutting out of places in the flesh, the black lava-like skin torn, bright yellow, fiery muscles showing beneath them as their musclemass was multiplied to several times their original state. "Ahhh....Hell Hounds....so much more helpful than those ridiculously incompetent sacks of tar hissed the Demon Lord as he stood to his full height, having increased in the last day, now 130 feet tall. "Satradus!" boomed the Demon Lord. in moments, a massive Demon, the largest among all Demons, and half Beliar's size, walked in, it's massive bat-like wings folding as it's balrog-like face glowed with flames, it's fangs made of flames, it's two forward-curved black horns pointing ahead of his face several feet. "Yes, my Lord?" snarled the Demon in a deep voice that could be compared to Beliar's itself. "I need to leave the Realm for a while. You are to act in my stead until i return...make SURE nothing goes wrong, and should anything happen, contact me immediately". "Yes, my Lord. as you wish" snarled the Demon as Beliar himself walked out onto the Balconey. he clapped his hands together, a shockwave fo flames coming from between the two palms, all damages caused repaired instantly. Beliar snarled, satisfied with the results, and leapt into the air, heading for the border of the Demonic Realm...
"I doubt they'll do it. in their eyes, you're still Stimeak's apprentice. seeing as Stimeak killed Vitae and is considered the killer of Drionach's mother, the former Silver Empress, you're marked with the same crimes and murderous danger as him. until someone proves otherwise. but either way, i doubt they'd trust you with THAT much power" hissed Inferno. "Even I, one who knows you as a friend, a close one at that, am afraid to say i can't hand over even a portion of the Alariel's power, or my own. simply because my responsibilities for my kind are too great" he growled, a note of regret in his voice...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG