<font color=#444444>Medhsnuja laughed at Azkora's rantings and his eyes flashed momentarily before they became the cold, dark depths of crimson once more. So Azkora doesn't like water? Well that's a pity.... I know of someone you might want to meet then... He muttered something unintelligable under his breath and suddenly the whole area on where they were standing was covered in dark, navy blue seawater, and the sky turned into an angry thunderstorm. Suddenly from beneath the waves rose a huge head, almost as large as Medhsnuja himself, and the creature had sharp dagger-like teeth jutting out from it's snake-like head. It was a huge watersnake in most respects with metal spines down it's back and it's huge eyes glared at Azkora. So Azkora, this is Tajgums. He loves the water. Now, if you don't start behaving, especially when she arrives, I'll feed you to him. Understood? Suddenly, the water and Tajgums disappears, along with the bad weather. Medhsnuja turned his focus back to Kil'rogg and smiled gently. So, when can I meet her?</font> ooc: why not? crazy characters are fun ^__^
Kil'rogg let go of Azkora who now was completely still. <span style='color:black'>"Yes, Master..." The two-headed brute laughed. "Well... Hmm... How was that spell again?</span> <span style='color:#FDD017'>"Cria'kthaton, I think."</span> As he said the strange word, a portal, seemingly made out of water, appeared out of nowhere. From the portal, a cold voice, appearantly a female one, could be heard. <span style='color:lightblue'>"What is it now, land-dwellers? I don't like to be summoned for no reason."</span>
<font color=#444444>Medhsnuja smiles evilly as Azkora sudmits to him completely. Turning his gaze back to Kil'rogg he watched the portal form, seeing the watery depths within. Am I right in thinking that is the beautiful voice of Lady Nagash? He said cooly, still watching the portal</font> <font color=red>Phoenix was still hovering above the ground, lsitening to the non-understandable conversation between those present. She'd approved of Medhsnuja's method of making Azkora agree for even though she didn't understnd the speech, she could take a guess about what was happening. But even she got bored and had work to do so she called out to Medhsnuja Nutsaj, E huba sy jasojm sy ni poseat. Leba Lymd ump Nui ull shyta fhy yggyta iyo Tovvaj em Syjnams And with that she was gone back from the depths of her Master's lair, awaiting the time that she'd be needed again, whether for pleasure reasons or for duty. Medhsnuja hadn't even heard her go...</font>
<span style='color:lightblue'>"Who are you, land-dweller?"</span> A few arrows flew from the portal, barely hitting Azkora. OOC: This one was short, even for me. x.x
<font color=#444444>He smiled as he watched the arrows feebly bounce off of him due to a small forcefield which he conjured and said I am Medhsnuja Panym, the Master of the Dark Deamons and Lead of the Dark Deamons Pack, my Lady He smiled, his fangs glittering in the dim light of the day as it was getting late. </font> ooc: don't worry 'bout it ^__^
<span style='color:lightblue'>"So.."</span> Nagash slithered out of the portal, her silvery scales reflecting evrey one of the last sunrays. <span style='color:lightblue'>"... you're a diabolist, I presume?"</span> The portal closed behind her.
<font color=#444444>Medhsnuja smiled as he watched her appear through the portal, her beauty astounding him. He bowed deeply to her before answering. Indeed My Lady, I am a diabolist He said cooly, his crimson eyes glittering</font>
