" You listen to me and you listen good. The only reason you where allowed from the Shadow Plane is because I think you can be useful. If for some reason I stop thinking that, your undoing is most certain."
Omulu said after she saw a figure rematerialize out of shadows.
Olath had been brought back.
The stories she'd heard about him, where true yet .. more true then she anticipated.
The arrogant little worm.
No one can not find one satisfying reason to hurt him.
Plenty of them.
Oh how ironic that his use exceeds his provocations.
"L' lotha shu ! ...jhal usstan ssrig'luin ukta.."
"siyo .. ssiyo .. he said it .. the pact of mutual silence"
Little does he know .. Aalak is already aware of his reëxistance in this plane.
"Usstan Ilharess"
Little does 'usstan byr Ilharess' know about Aalak.
How funny a thing this could proove to be.
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...And i have told'em how things were, under the Albino at first and then, under the Matron of puppets.
BeantwoordenVerwijderenBut there can't be any other responsible, my tongue is their scapegoat, i am king of this brothel of words.
A brothel, my brothel nonetheless; the closest thing to a brother i can think of.
The sleek heads of the daughters of LLoth , eyes of spider: everybody shall look at me before the sacrifical dagger goes past my lungs.
And i shall laugh. That i shall.
As for them, wrapped in the black silk of their clothes, they all must shiver as i sing my last song, for they are blind, blind as bats, more than a bat...
So, eventually, i'll be back among familiar faces, where doom goes with Her in walking, the twisted arms of the Spider Goddess, lithe sinews of eternal pain that shall grip me, cross hold me.
Until the blue-reddish glass of my eyes breaks, again
and again.
(From the diary of Olath Aleanduis, the White mage of Menzoberranzan)