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DomG
Supernova
- Joined
- Sep 9, 2010
(And a reference for dress and the extra tentacle size)
Marduk was not a normal Mind Flayer, he was above the rabble of the Illthid race, he was Ulitharid, the noble, the strong, the ruling class of his people and of course all lesser species. Easily distinguished from his lesser kin by his height (Seven feet tall) and the two extra tentacled that were nearly three and a half feet long.
But that wasn't the only way he was different, the host he had been inserted into when he was becoming was... strange. None of the others had known the race that his host had been, even the Elder Brain was unable to identify it. Two arms and a tail helped to distinguish it physically but there were other things that were harder to see at a glance. Illthid were meant to be asexual, no desires for carnal pleasure but the instincts of this thing were powerful and remained strong, the desire to mate, to fuck females of nearly any humanoid race just wouldn't fade away.
It made him different, something that was frowned upon in Mind Flayer society, but he hid the desires well, using his psionic powers to keep the slaves he kept from saying anything when he took them at nearly every opportunity that he had. The others eventually found out though, an unexpected visit had led to him being found out. The others had brought him before the Elder Brain, what lesser beings might call a trial, and in the end he had been offered a chance to either join with the Elder Brain or voluntarily exile himself from the Mind Flayer community.
He had chosen exile, of course he had chosen exile. Marduk was superior to all the others, instead of fearing him they should worship him, follow him along the path to control over the entire world, domination of the entirety of reality would be theirs if they would follow his vision. As he left he swore to himself that he would show the fools what could be accomplished with his vision at the forefront of an army of lesser beings. Upon leaving the caves it hadn't been difficult to subjugate an orcish town, they instinctively followed the strong. Other towns were taken into his control, several small Drow outposts had been brought into his service, even a handful of larger and more monsterous creatures were made to be loyal to him through liberal use of his psionic powers, Minotaurs and Giants marching along side his army along with a zombie drake that a skilled necromancer of the Drow managed to raise.
They moved at night, every town or village they found was brought under his sway, the strong pressed into his army and the weak enslaved and made to serve. His sights were on something greater though, not far off was a large Elven city, well defended with high walls and in back of the city, bordered by a swift moving river, was the Palace where the ruling family lived, the capitol of all the surrounding lands. This would be his first great conquest, this would be where his Empire was founded. He would reach out and control the entire world and then when the time was right he would return to the cavernous kingdom, slay the Elder Mind, and take his place as the God/King of his people... letting the lesser races serve and worship him.
The siege had started swiftly just as the sun was setting, hidden by the twilight until they were within the light cast by the torches on the wall.
As their master had ordered the walls be lest as intact as possible a great number of orcs began to climb the walls while a strong force of minotaurs assaulted the heavy gates with the help of giants.
Marduk himself joined the orcs scaling the wall, moving as if he were some monstrous spider, throwing guards off the wall when he reached the top and dominating the minds of those who were out of arms reach, clearing a stretch of the wall that allowed for easier scaling and entry into the city. From that point on he left the invasion to his forces, instructions had already been given not to kill any who resisted and attractive females were to be left untouched until his drow had picked out the most choice of specimens and brought them to their master.
As the defenses fell he advanced towards the castle, protected by a chosen force that slew any who stood in his way, it was not long before he was in the throne room, taking his rightful place in the seat of the monarch. “Find the remaining members of the royal family.” Was his instruction in the common tongue, lower set of arms resting upon the throne and the upper set crossing over his chest. “Bring them too me now.