Welcome, I am Eugen Razvan, of the Tzmisce.

sgt.null wrote:lore had started a zombie game at some point. will that be happening again and soon?

I was at a ball at Loremaster's mansion, the Regent, and I heard it being discussed. Judging by his candour, I would say it is a very real possibility.

I have returned, ladies and gents. I have returned . . .

Deities of Eiran, heed my words. No doubt you are aware that Zephyr has launched a strike against my followers despite the peace between us. He claims I struck him deeply, for mutating his sister. I improved his sister and she now thanks me. Calais was never his child, so how can he chose to decide ...

Well played, sapling . Well played indeed. But you have seriously understimated something. And even if this is not the case, although I suspect that it is , I will not leave Eiran without the lingering hand of the architect. I have more allies than you realise, and if I am crippled, they will unite ...

Then die , you weak, pathetic, hopeless insect. I will relish your sacrifice, and plan to soon enact something that will shatter your soul. Know that I am prepared to enact the final blow against you. You and your father will taste a despair that will make every god hesitate before they cross me. Di...

Well said, Vasitva. Malice is simply the will to power. There is always something to dominate or to harvest, because the universe is infinite. Malice will always see an opportunity to express itself on whatever is available. Malice is endless - an urge that will never satiated but an urge that finds...

Bel wrote:There is a simple answer to the problem of good and evil.

End them both.

Only simple minds conceive of such dualities. The world is infinitely grey, child. I am no more evil than the force of nature that improves upon each generation of beast.

Aaaaahhhhhhh . . . . Zephyr you understand loss . . . you understand pain. These things, you may be surprised, are an anaethema to me. I alone can take them away from you. I can improve you. Abase yourself before me and submit to a glorious transformation. We will forge you into a new form . . . and...

Silister Oord was coiled about the central mast of The Bloody Hurricane , looking to the south with anxious glances. He could see Nyitha, but there was no sign of the port town, and vast plumes of smoke rose into the shimmering sky. Debris littered the water, and occasionally he could see the bodies...

Nor Yekith had engineered an immense protective field of mutagenic energy called the Caul and had it surround his lands. The Caul was like a coccoon - like the membrane of a womb - and had realised in the moment of its creation what it could be used for. The womb-cavern of Melirelle's had resonance ...

The great worm slowly slithered closer as he spoke. The ground began to writhe and shudder - an orgasm of the earth twisted by some foul intelligence as alien forms breached the warm, pulsing soil. He came very close to Calais, and reared his upper body into the air while his black, glistening tail ...

A thousand mouths were whispering. Each mouth communicating to one of Nor Yekith's followers, ordering them, soothing them, sometimes berating them. Occasionally a word of power completing mutating a cultist, for good or ill. Then, the whispers ceased. Nor Yekith slithered through the gloomy and dan...

Very well, Nor Yekith. Dagon wants safe passage for the Leviathan. If you agree to that, the three of us will be at war no longer. I agree to these conditions. Dagon, I will not harm, mutate or attempt to control your Leviathan as it leaves my lands. But what about the Void? It is, apparently, diff...

Zephyr, I have decided to offer peace to you, on the condition that you call off your dog of war (Dagon). Our lands, our followers, have suffered enough and I see no reason to continue. If you do not accept, there will be a century of suffering unleased upon you by allies and me. Further, I do not w...

"Inconvenience???" The mutation of my people on Dawnstar was a mistake? An error on your part? Change them back! Now!!! Admittedly, I have improved your centaurs. The forced removal of brain cases, most often heads, results in slaves completely servile to a god's wishes. Most religions ar...

Perhaps they were there at the bidding of Nor Yekith, then? I still await a reason for his attack. And if his power washed over all of Dawnstar, why it was only my followers which were affected, leaving yours alone. My dear lady, I am dreadfully sorry for any inconvenience. You have at your pleasur...

Three cities lie in ruins, and a fascinating leviathan lays waste to my countryside and some of you hoping that I am in pain; that I am enraged . I am entertained . Malice knows no sorrow, and finds great enjoyment from the suffering of others. Further, my cities are grown, and will no doubt be grow...

The Orrery turned slowly with gentle clockwork tickings, its delicate metal framework gleaming in the light of a warm fireplace. Seated on a chair in the highest chamber of the Anachronism, Lord Khul faced Nor Chroth. "I was unable to forsee Unzen's passing," Lord Khul said behind steepled...

Sololth uncoiled from the transport beast as it came to rest beneath the tower near the center of the flesh and stone city of Aytham. As the hulking, thousand pound mass of muscle and fur crawled away to a feeding pit, which were curiously far away from here, the Yekith glanced up. The stone tower w...