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[Lady De Vries]

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De Vries paced back and forth in front of the alter fumeing with the information brought to her. The rivvil spy lay across the alter cowering as much as he could in his chains as she ye'lled at him. " How dare he!" she screeched "that filthy lier! Him a simple jaluk. how dare he presume to rule me! ... ME! he does not control me, my family nor Wind.... Wind is mine!!! MINE!" Glanceing back at him she saw him flinch in fear.... he was holding something back something he knew would either make her kill him instantly or prolong his suffering.. by his hesetation it was the latter. she leaned close to him with the spider handled daggers point now resting on his adams apple preventing him from swallowing. "Tell me my little Rivvil what are you holding back? what is it you fear to tell me?" he swallowed hard cutting his thoat enough to hurt but not damage to badly he looked at her pleadingly and began to speak. "My priestess he.... he says you and the others were worshiping Vhearun " he cringed at the rage that enveloped her as she stood rigid and straight as a statue " he .... claims to have converted you all back to Loths glory and that she bestod upon him the right to rule you and all the others." when finnished he let out a sobb and sigh knowing he was going to die for the information she gave him. "HE WHAT!" "Nindel jaluk srow talinthe ulu naut er'griff ilstar uns'aa drill ulu smear ussta kaas qu'ellar lu' dalninil Yathrinen!"
going into a tirade she reverted back to her native tounge screaming all manner of foul things"how dare he spread such foul lies!" A bolt of lightning flew from her fingers
smashing an expensive rather large vase in the corner "I will have my revenge on this male! i swear by the blood of my one and only goddess Loth he will pay for his lies and disgrace !" she walked over and slit his throat he dies gasping and spiting blood." No male hasever ruled me and no male ever will!" She watched as the alter soaked up the blood to the last drop and a lovely spider came down from the celing and prepared to lay her eggs in his mouth. A sign of Loths favor? she grinned almost sweetly and called for one of her slaves to dispose of the body in a nice place that the babies would grow healthy and big. she then went to her desk and began a letter to the other Yathrinen.