| *I gaze upon the yellow orb, deep in thought*
Things have been quiet recently, so quiet even the humans have stopped fighting amongst themselves. That irritates me. No matter, things change quickly in this place. Chaos does not take long to surface. I sent Faeryl to spy on some festivities being held in Yew. Using her arcane talents she can pass as anyone she wants, so she remained largely un-noticed. Her report was rather bland. It always amazes me how much humans enjoy such triviality. *sneers* Inane activities for an inane race!
She did make contact with the leader of a shadowy organisation called the Court. I did meet this human once before. He is more lucid than that mad mage Muldran they have working for them, but the aim seems to be the same. Some crazy notions on something called “balance”. One day these humans will learn that only the strong survive and the weak are left to rot. The weak are worthless, only the strongest of the strong have any right to live on. Still this one, Callum I think he is called, has information I need, so I will allow him to meet me again.
I made interesting contact with human travellers from across the voids. I met them in the town of corruption. Which plane they came from matters not. What interests me is that such travel can be achieved. Faeryl has studied this and knows how it can be done, but she needs to learn more and these humans can help. They search for some ancient artefacts that contain great power. This also interested me greatly. Although of an arcane nature, anything that can increase my power holds my attention. These artefacts are also of an anti virtuous nature and that is something I want. To hell with the priestesses’ pontificating, these humans have something I want. That gives me reason enough to work with them.
Something else of interest. It is rumoured that another invasion is about to hit this land. *chuckles at the prospect* The nature of it is unclear as yet, but it should be amusing. Like the times of the snakemen and the elementals, I shall enjoy watching the scenario unfold. Watching humans battle against such things pleases me greatly, since it cuts down their numbers. *frowns in annoyance* This is their only salvation, their only asset. Like their cousins the orcs, all they have is sheer weight of numbers. That is the only way the survive. Their weapon skill and understanding is poor. Their military tactics are naïve but because they breed like orcs and rats they overwhelm threats by their numbers. Find a way to reduce their numbers in an instant and humans are nothing!
I watch, I assess, I report.
Vel'drav l' sil'in qu'ellar d'Hun’ett zotrethen……Jal zhal sha-rasa!!!
Lloth tlu laoles, dosst handmaiden orn naut hojh dos!!!! |