The Green Demon Chronicles, Deci |
The Green Demon Chronicles, Deci |
Nov 14 2020, 01:12 PM
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It was late in the autumn of IM996. Somewhere North of Deci the battle of Ebonhold had been raging for nearly a day. The ritual strikes of the green demons had levelled nearly all of the large castle that was the Fern Collectors guild headquarters.
Darkbane had been backed into the last remaining tower, all of his faction having been slain or fled apart from two mysterious allies, a black skinned creature with a shiny head, and a mysterious figure with long unkept hair. With a crack the tower started to fall and the 2 figures made a sharp exit, having done all they could do defend Darkbanes ancient pacts. With a cry of "Ebony drake take me hence!", the patch of mist in the corner disappeared, leaving the demons in possession of the ruins. It was the spring of IM1019 and Hagrazon the Viridescent lounged in his underground lair. Over the last 2 and a bit decades his fellow green demons had all fallen foul of some adventuring party, accident, or unfortunate event, leaving him with all the combined power of their kind. He did not need to worry so much about security these days, their original mark having fled long ago, and probably dead. His slave boy bought him his morning cup of virgins blood, which he took a first sip of. As soon as the cup touched his lips, it was as though he was struck by a holy uppercut from below as the fabled Chalice of Truth turned his head to vapour - blasting all that was demonic from him. And with the last of the green demons finally slain, the slave boy's form changed once more, and with an "Ebony drake take me hence", was gone. Hopefully, his long-haired friend would not notice he had broken his cup. -------------------- Will Power - will@labyrinthe.co.uk
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