Hail Horrors! Hail Infernal World!

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Father Boravdgaz was having a quite wonderful day to be quite honest

teskandashtryn:

solemnott:

Solemn smiled, shooting a wink at the curious guard.

“Why thank you, Father.” Looping hir arm through Tesk’s, ze entered the Patron’s lair.

Tesk stuck their hands in their pocket and trudged after the other two thinking vaguely of stealing somethign else (just a place their mind went to) and looking for a ship just too see if Father Boravdgaz actually would send them to hell. ‘Course it might be a problem if they didn’t have Elrasis to get them out. Plus there were weapons about, not very well concealed. Also official business. Best act proper. Oh that was so boring.

Tesk looked up at the (assumed) mentioned of him. They wrinkled their nose and frowned but didn’t say anything. It wasn’t like Tesk could properly object what with a stolen comb and a few coins already in their pockets.

“Very intimidating though,” Tesk remarked at the guard saying they didn’t like the lack of armor and wooden club. And then Tesk was shuffled off down the hall, Sol’s arm lined through their’s. “Right, thanks,” Tesk said, a bit late, smiling all the same.

Boravdgaz lead the group through the hall and into a large chamber at the end, which appeared to be the patron’s office.  It also looked like the chamber doubled as a storeroom, as shelves lined the walls and crates were stacked haphazardly around the floor.  A well—or something resembling one—in the corner emitted a sinister green light, which along with a lamp at the desk in the center cast mostly shadows, but illuminated the person sitting in a fairly oversized chair.

“Kalaph,” Boravdgaz said, “You told us to send Solemn’s agents to you as soon as we identified them.  It appears ze’s come in person this time.”

The person leaned forward in their desk.  ”Reeeeeally?”

“Yes, it’s really quite unexpected,” Boravdgaz said.  He turned to Tesk, “And you, don’t even think about stealing anything from here the stuffs all warded and that well? Is a one way portal to Minauros.” He turned to Solemn “I really would prefer not to have to throw your companion into Baator.”

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Posted on Sunday, February 5 2012.
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Hail Horrors! Hail Infernal World! "Farewell, happy fields, where joy for ever dwells! Hail, horrors! hail, Infernal world! and thou, profoundest Hell, receive thy new possessor—one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven." --Paradise Lost

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