Morganna

The clan was gathered...awaiting that fool's return. The Preatorian said he would return...his ultimatum would be answered this moon. Suddenly a mist formed outside her home and she sees the young drow, Vierna, falling onto the grass. She laughs to herself, "that foolish child, allowing herself to be caught." Suddenly he appears in the mist as well. The Preatorian from the other night. A smile forms upon her face as she motions to the others, "He has come." Marcas drags the unconscious drow to the house, speaks in his filthy tongue of her demise. Vierna has been poisoned, her ear half gone, and unless the Emporer is returned she will become human in 2 days time. Morganna felt the heat of his words upon her skin as his mind conjured the arcanne spells, the warriors seeing the flames openly attacked and maimed him. Morganna relished in the sight of seeing him fall as she slumped to the ground unconscious. When she awoke her Ilharess informed her that the Preatorian retreated in defeat this moon...but vowed to return yet again...with Vierna's cure...in exchange for his Emporer...The council formed for session to discuss these events...Tebryn began working on potions to counteract the poison flowing in Vierna's veins...perhaps he shall succeed...only time will tell

Ok this is rediculous...first of all yes I took offense to the way you stated your ooc comments...I felt on that board they were out of line...Your senator provided a link above on the same page to a translator..and did not translate his words, I was simply following suit...NEVER let me repeat that NEVER did I write about your character. Show me please where I portrayed your feelings or even mentioned you anywhere...to my knowledge Morganna has never met Kaatya in the plot. I spoke of Isabelle and her friend, OBERON who is elven as well...and was referring to HIS post on how HE felt like he failed. Why are you taking all of this so strongly? Something else is underlying here it seems, ever since Steel decided to have his character die...

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She sits back and watches in the pool as the mists clear... Siyo rivven...dos oolos....dos inbal fallen wund ussta golhyrr...Plynn crup pholor yourselves, ragar l' turmoil wund lu' ori'gato ol elgg dos...dos zhahen yibin...'zil yibin 'zil l' t'puuli haired uss nindel udos mir She thinks back to the events that have unfolded...smirking to herself as her mind races over them... Nindel wael, Isabelle, lu' ilta abbil..nindel darthirii...nind jivvuln ditronw wund ussta rahi...xuileb tangis' zhaunl nind zhahen tluin controlled...siyo...lu' nin nind crup nintan whol ninta houj She laughs hysterically at the thoughts as she continues to watch the reflections being shown to her. She hears screams of torment coming from the dungeon...Blinky is playing again with the white haired one...and smiles slightly...her talons extending a bit as she plays with the skin that fell from the visitor last night...the visitor, she remembers, that gave her an ultimatum. Ol orn'la kluth Preatorian Perfect...nindel dos hojjau 'sohna...udossta ka'lith orn naut elamshinae dos jalbyr tangi