Re: MP Game - Yarnspinners
Abysia turn 1:
Change was in the air, rolling over the dust and the sand, kicking up swirling devil's in its wake, touching and caressing the countryside. Lounging on the couch drowsing out the noonday heat Lillith felt the change and knew it for what it was. Long years had she spent in this place, living off the gold of those too weak to keep it, and the spiced and firey blood of the natives. Long years of boredom and leisure without a single challenge in any of the centuries of recent memory. But now that had changed, the power that had kept the world so wretchedly peaceful and stable for eons was gone. Utterly and untraceably gone.
Considering her options Lillith smiled, though these people were by any sort of measure many degrees too hot for her liking, their magicians were powerful, their hearts full of faith, their blood strong. They would do quite nicely as her conquering host as soon as she replaced the weakening king and sent her thralls out to the masses to preach word of her power. Looking around her she considered the sprawling metropolis that would soon be the center of her empire. She considered and her smile was certainly the coldest thing for leagues in any direction.
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