Returning... -- Halls of Flesh

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Date Posted: 20:31:53 06/03/02 Mon
Author: Flesh Mage
Subject: Returning...

With a dim glow of purple to announce him, Flesh Mage arrived from another successful hunt. The little light of this �grand hall� gave little information on his appearance, as he leglessly hovered in his eternal thought.

. �Just lovely..� He hissed, repeating words he once said before that large and bumpy mouth of his barely moving.

Flesh Mage walked into a brighter light, to look down into the bloody water below with his empty dark sockets. His almost totally fabric body gently swept what appeared to be stone-like floor. But it wasn�t stone. It was flesh. This was where the �Halls of Flesh� got its name. The layers of skin (any race) neatly forged with the rock.

This place; flesh and blood, was a place of nightmares. A perfect place for a creature of the most hellish fairy tales, and his little minions.

His minions. Around the hallways which the stairs from the main antechamber, blue and pink creatures with glowing red eyes and long sharp arms; Scavengers. As well as massive living stone statues, also with a glowing red eyes; Golars. All served their master faithfully, and greatly anticipated little bits of precious skin he may have brought for them. Rare treats from their master.

Flesh Mage ignored the Scavengers as they drew near him, and he stared into the pool, perhaps anticipating something to come. Then he did see something. A glowing sphere, with blue and black oceans and brilliantly colored lands, with three technological specks orbiting. Draco. That was its name. Home of the Dracans, and the only place the universe can seek the rare gem, Draconium.

Red. Like fire. Yesss� Yellow.. Like light�the liiight� Black� like Darkness� preciousss.. Darknesss�lovely� Green� like�. Like�I do not recognize this element� It is of no matter�

�My pretty onesss..� The Flesh Mage held his s�s. The Scavengers put their hands in front of their faces, and backed away fearfully, even though Flesh Mage had just commented them.

�I have.. found a new� target� five� of them..� He made a sick slurping sounds between every couple syllables.

�It isss called.. Draaaco�� Flesh Mage turned his head up slightly and looked up into the void of oblivion he called home. The dark holes in his eyes giving off a black glow like leaking ink.

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"Yesss... Draaaaaco.." -- Flesh Mage, 14:43:44 06/21/02 Fri