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MasterOfWhispers
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- Joined
- Jan 15, 2009
Allat awoke from his long slumber. The first thing thing he saw was a giant crater surrounding his body as well as bits of fire. Escaping to this world wasn't easy. The crimson skinned muscled man with long dark hair and horns looked around at the chaos he caused with his arrival. He dreamed of this day for hundreds of years. The mortal world was so much nicer then the Hell world the demon had just arrived on. So many souls to devour. So many servants to enslave. A entire world to conquer. First thing was first though, He would have to track down a pure soul to contract so he can remain on the world. Such an opportunity came when he heard a group of men in the distance talking. Heightening his hearing, he over heard the men speaking.
"I'm telling you, this temple is secluded and rich in artifacts. All that was there are a couple of priestesses. Like taking sweets from a child." Spoke one man.
"We can capture the women and sell them on the slavers market. We'd certainly fetch a pretty penny." Said another man.
"The Temple won't know what hit them!" The Leader of the group proclaimed easily.
Allat grinned eagerly. Priestess not fare from he was. All of them pure of heart. This was too good of an opportunity to pass up. A plan formed in his mind as he stalked the group of bandits from the shadows.
An Hour later...
The bandits proceeded to attack. Killing any Warrior Monk stationed at the temple with ease. A majority of the Priestesses were hiding with in the main hall of the marble temple. Allat took care not to alert any of the bandits as he phased through the walls. From the Shadows he looked around at the panicked group of priestess. The sounds of the bandits outside only served to augment this fear.
He assumed the human guise of a Monk, and approached the priestess who immediately looked upon him with a mix of relief and curiosity. Allat gazed at them a moment before he spoke.
"Tell me Priestess do you want to live?" He asked
"I'm telling you, this temple is secluded and rich in artifacts. All that was there are a couple of priestesses. Like taking sweets from a child." Spoke one man.
"We can capture the women and sell them on the slavers market. We'd certainly fetch a pretty penny." Said another man.
"The Temple won't know what hit them!" The Leader of the group proclaimed easily.
Allat grinned eagerly. Priestess not fare from he was. All of them pure of heart. This was too good of an opportunity to pass up. A plan formed in his mind as he stalked the group of bandits from the shadows.
An Hour later...
The bandits proceeded to attack. Killing any Warrior Monk stationed at the temple with ease. A majority of the Priestesses were hiding with in the main hall of the marble temple. Allat took care not to alert any of the bandits as he phased through the walls. From the Shadows he looked around at the panicked group of priestess. The sounds of the bandits outside only served to augment this fear.
He assumed the human guise of a Monk, and approached the priestess who immediately looked upon him with a mix of relief and curiosity. Allat gazed at them a moment before he spoke.
"Tell me Priestess do you want to live?" He asked