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[Spawn]

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“Corp Por!” chanted Spawn hurling a bolt of energy at one of his prisoners he captured during his ventures around the various placed in the realm. The prisoner he killed was a samurai who survived Spawn’s latest attack upon a bushido dojo in the Tokuno islands. The energy bolt slammed into the samurai sending him flying to the other side of the throne room of the Oggaroth Temple. In his throne, Spawn sat somewhat bored with his head resting on one of his fists. He sighed slightly as the priest of Oggaroth entered bowing respectfully to his master.

“Master!” The priest said standing back to his feet. Spawn looked to him then back at the prisoners lined up in front of the throne. “Is something wrong Master?” asked the priest looking among the line of prisoners.

“I have been in this realm and I’m very disappointed” replied Spawn as he raised his hand toward the next prisoner which was a paladin captured from Luna. “Por Ort Grav!” he chanted launching a lightning bolt towards the paladin. The bolt slammed into the paladin causing him to fly into the wall on the other side of the room. The remaining three prisoners looked in horror at the dead paladin and samurai. “I would have expected at least one of the light bringers to be a match against me. Instead, I got a paladin king who hides in his castle afraid to fight me. I also got a fey duchess who is pathetic and weak. Now I have Thrax and the Regency sitting in their meetings trying to figure out how to stop me and save their Sheriff. I am most disappointed!!" said Spawn slamming his fist against the arm of his throne which startled the priest and the other prisoners.

“They will try Master but they will fail as always. They are no match against your power.” Said the priest of Oggaroth looking between his master and the prisoners.

“Blah! Of course they shall fail!” said Spawn now narrowing his eyes toward his next prisoner which was a noble captured outside of Skara Brae. “Vas Flam!” chanted Spawn as a fireball hurled from his hand flying toward the noble. The noble let out a loud scream before getting hit by the fireball. The two last prisoners watched as the noble flew backward toward the wall. “They are no match against the power of Oggaroth!” said Spawn as he stood up from his throne.

“Yes Master! I also have something you should take a look at” the priest said as he held a piece of paper in front of him.

“Let me guess… Is it another warrant from that coward of a Sheriff in Sanctus?” Spawn said pacing around the last two prisoners.

“No no Master. It seems that the Magnate of Magincia Isk is going to fight that samurai Tai.” Said the priest. Spawn stopped pacing glancing over his shoulder toward the priest with a smirk on his face.

“A fight you say? Excellent!” said Spawn walking toward the priest snatching the piece of paper out of his hand reading it over. “A battle of criticism!?! What kind of crap is this!?!” shouted Spawn as he crumpled the paper in his hands throwing at one of the prisoners. “I want blood! I want chaos! And I want it…. Now!” Spawn shouted as he quickly unsheathed his bokuto slamming it into the neck of the next prisoner which was a monk who was captured outside of Yew. The loud sound of bones crushing echoed throughout the throne room as the monk collapsed face first onto the ground. The last prisoner who was a young elven man captured while hunting in the forests near the entrance to the city of Heartwood. Spawn bent down a little gazing into the tear filled eyes of the elf who was clearly frightened. “Do you fear death elf?” asked Spawn. The elf looked down to the floor avoiding eye contact with Spawn. The priest walked slowly toward his master and the helpless prisoner.

“You shall get it soon Master” said the priest. Spawn walked away from the elf towards his priest narrowing his eyes placing his bokuto back into its sheath.

“Indeed I shall get it” said Spawn sitting back down on his throne glancing at the young elf. “In the meantime… I shall have my fun with this one” he continued laughing sinisterly. The elf looked up at Spawn then back to the floor. “Corp Por!” chanted Spawn sending another bolt of energy toward the elf. The bolt slammed into the elf which like the samurai sent him flying towards the wall. “That was amusing for awhile” said Spawn standing up from his throne. He glanced over the corpses which used to be his prisoners then to the priest. “Clean this up!” said Spawn walking towards the door leading out of the temple.

“Yes Master! Where are you going may I ask?” asked the priest.

“Time to have some more fun” replied Spawn laughing evilly as he opened the door and left the temple.
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