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The aparition of murder, a profile of homicide. What lie behind those basking walls of mystery was something not meant for the mortal eye. For glamour abounded the streets of Dark Avalon. Fantasies became reality and desires fulfilled. From the sex, money, and knowledge to the...deception...

Ringlets of jewelry, or skulls. Black robes or white, featherd wings or leathery appendages. He was the man of a thousand faces, the deity who changed with the wind appeased the eye. A projection of everything that was right and wrong. A chaotic law that defies the chaos in us all. His sheer...

A young woman, crushed legs and broken arms, crawling away from chaos incarnate groaned, and reached. She reached towards the figure of a red garbed man. Pleading with her eyes, whining with her lips. Crying with her body. Death was apon her. But he stopped with hand extended, handsome and...

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He waited, a patient lord, a centuries old disease. A locust to a host. Feeding off of it's people, it's energy, it's very soul. Astral fingers diseasing the land, talonless toed impressions. Foot print after foot print left in his wake. He was hidden, he was Gargauth. Surveying the war, the...

When the lich was gone, when the void was sealed, when there was nothing to disturb him, nothing but Skyler, The Hidden Lord turned. That face of humanity wreaking havoc on the very image of disgust he once portrayed, lips twisted, deteriorated and reformed, teeth melting and growing twisted...

The darkness of his voice began to consume the light that shone from a being so pure. "Sune..." It spanned the heavens, the lower planes and the existance of life itself. Gargauth had called for her, his wife, Sune. could she or would she answer? There would be no mistake, she and...

"What I want...or require of them should not matter to you. All that should matter to you is the task I have set, but...I want them to make Ayenee bleed and burn. I want them to make Ayenee seek out the red cloth for salvation, and then...I will save them." Devious intent igniting in those...

"Lim'Dul..." the spoken word of that name was drawn out in a verbal contest with reality. "Along time ago...I promised you something..." expressionless face unchanging, as unemotional as the harshness of the book the lich now held in hand, the Gargain. "And you will recieve it.."...

"Thou shall murder for personal gain, excluding others of the faith, unless ordered upon to do so." Voices, redundancy in their truest form repeated that line time and again, a shadow in the background of his spoken word. "The third teaching of The Hidden Lord, break it and I...

The whites of oblivion, fathomless pin-points watched the fealty of this creature. He knew nothing of The Hidden Lord, his past, his present and his future. All he knew was power and what could be obtained through service, to become something far greater than he could ever achieve alone. Skyler...

Remained. Listening, watching and waiting. Unmoving, how dare he, enter his abode with this arrogance of supremacy, how dare he interrupt meetings such as theese, where more important matters were to be contested and tended too, a fight would benefit noone on this night. Skyler's arrogance...

Silence was dead today, as was the light. Colorless features shifted from onyx to tan against the pin points of white that made their home with in the epicenter of his facial construction. A boney hand lifted before him, three fingers and a thumb impressing against the structure of his palm...

The portal snapped shut, it's exhausted yawn becoming nothing more than empty space in the halls of Dark Avalon. No other place like it existed, Gargauths kingdom on the prime. A shadow on Ayenee and a beacon to mortal fantasies and dreams. Where through twisted promises and gifts one could be...

In the chambers of the eternal city of Dark Avalon a being existed of untold power, a terrible existence that scorned the very existence of man, a destroyer of faiths and treacheror of purity, his existence that of a hooded man, cloaked in darkness but radiating in red. Existing apon his form...

"Coming! Coming! Coming!" A man possessed, a man with out reason to continue on, touched by the darkness that was The Hidden Lord, gifted with insanity instead of power, left in the wake, the throes of what could have been greatness, reduced to nothing more than this...this graffitic preacher...

What was unexpected took place, Colvin, Synful, Scorn and Aphotic. Anyone and everyone who made their presence know would see him, a man facing The Kellindil Monument. Short, staunch, overweight and terrified yet at the same time unable to cease his activities, fingernails worn thin, broken and...

An estate not only for The Lord Who Watches but a continent to those who would follow, let no man be a stranger. Stateusque monoliths of his grandest days long since forgotten told the tale of The Hidden Lord, etching his legacy into immortality, a tale of deception and lies, of terrible power...

The seas boiled over as the land itself found the swathing of liquid destruction, consumption beneath the overburdening waters of Dark Avalons resting place. Like a monument to the armageddon it arose. Vast towers purging their domain of the liquid that at one time filled their hallowed space as...

A simple glint, a shard of splitting reality, a void of un accounted energy lost to the wisdom of man. It was the warp, chaos spawned from the very plane of Pandemonium itself, fueled by the Over-God Chaos and manifested in the embodiment of natures black wrath. It was light and it was dark, it...