Recent content by The_Hidden_Lord

How about blamin it on the f'nen rain for once, I seem to be getting the blame for alot of things these days...lol.

Whistling appreciatively at Dezlynxiari as he gets closer to the duo. "Hey whitey, hurry up, I want the next lap dance. Looks like that thing could crack walnuts with those legs." GB says towards Ried as his 10 feet of height approaches, looming over the pair. "And ya don't mind if I video...

*Well now I know where I am.* Thought GB as he goes over the maps transfered by the SAMAS suit. "Well thanks for the info Sam, but I just woke up, not planning on going back to bed right now." Ooo..there's a strip club on the west side of town." With that realization GB turns on his heel...

Roaming the war-torn streets, anarchy surrounding him, the man-machine wanders aimlessly through the City. Taking any side street that seemed to catch his fancy at the moment, he quickly found himself lost in a City he really didn't know where anything was or where he was going, so I guess lost...

Eyes opening for the first time in a hundred years. Systems coming back online. Computer screens again lighting the interior of that ancient suit of power armor. And out of the depths it arose, its anti-matter generator still able to power the systems, its antique mechanical musculators...

Not bad? You'd still being cleaning the blood and urine in the vampire tavern bathrooms if I hadn't boosted you. Ungrateful whelp.

*scowls* Oh good, guess I'm going to get Lambasted by you and hunter again...witch.

Follow the song Darren. Astaroth spoke softly, barely a crack as his voice was beginning to go out. His humming continued though, keeping a tie to Gilden Tongue, miles away fleeing the City. The Golden Sphere shimmers and crackles, its exterior seeming to wink in an out as the controlling song...

Astaroth's voice cracks and strains, the sphere of his once golden aura, crafted and brought into this world through the primal song and the words of creation. Tapping into that ancient melody that was first sung when time and space was first forged. Astaroth forged crackling lightning, burning...

After finishing the page Tillaris muled over why he was meant to read that. He was sure he had read that chapter before...a mention of one of Gargauth's foes that was meant to be destroyed or that was his interpretation, though he knows that there have been many different ones over the years of...

As he now ascends the winding tunnels of that ancient edifice of decay, Tillaris muses over the state of affairs of his faith. They'd been falling off in number, many seeking the gods of Chaos over those of evil, both giving them what they desire, though the fickle gods of Chaos were more...

And bringing in some new ones.

Strongly, purely, unabated by the horrors witnessed and atrocities committed, the song remained. That beacon of hope, those words of inspiration at a time when none are offered. An anthem of light, a sanguine hymn, a song of life, the primal song infused with the words of creation reverberated...

GILDEN TONGUE The great wyrm, Gilden Tongue, soared above the city, its great wings stretched as he flew on the wind currents. His golden scales, glistening in the sun's rays as the Tanari'ri horde brought terror and carnage to the people below. Towards the Tower he flew, at the call of...

Stalking ancient corridors, long since fallen into disuse, the latest in a long line of predecessor that stalked these same halls. An ancient city, once grand and magnificient in its hey-day, now a crumbling edifice to a time long past. Cleansed by dragon fire nearly 1,200 years past, this...