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elseworldexiles2006-10-12 02:10 am
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In the throne room...
The Queen stares curiously into dull brown eyes. 'Cow eyes', she thinks. Dispassionately shoves unresisting limbs aside with her toe. A rather poor submission this one was. All pliancy, no spirit, certainly no hunt as the body suddenly seized before relaxing to it's final pose. Not even worth succoring her.
One hand signals to the pantheon of barons half-assembled in the throne room. They descend to devour her scraps.
But there's new entertainment now. Her security would be quite pathetic indeed not to have noticed their guests, especially her ferals. This would be ordinary, but the mystical wards and the three who conjured them have also alerted her to a sudden source of magic. Powerful and unfamiliar, not associated with Strange's arsenal. That cannot be allowed.
One soft command is issued, summoning one in particular.
"Marius."
One hand signals to the pantheon of barons half-assembled in the throne room. They descend to devour her scraps.
But there's new entertainment now. Her security would be quite pathetic indeed not to have noticed their guests, especially her ferals. This would be ordinary, but the mystical wards and the three who conjured them have also alerted her to a sudden source of magic. Powerful and unfamiliar, not associated with Strange's arsenal. That cannot be allowed.
One soft command is issued, summoning one in particular.
"Marius."