Aug 18, 2008 20:10
So. I am here. What a cruel twist of fate.
I built a place for the Forsaken. It took time. We took risks. Many of my most loyal followers sacrificed themselves so that we might have a land to call our own.
I could imagine my own annihilation as a dim possibility, but this? Of course not. It would take an army to fell me and mine, and I would make thorough preparations, in that event. Now in the eyes of my people I have simply disappeared. They will fall to greater anger and despair. Under these...unique circumstances, I can rely on few to keep order. I trust fewer still to remember their place in my absence, and especially in the event of my return.
Varimathras. I forced his loyalty, but only to me. Without me to hold his leash short, he will seize power -- by force if they do not acknowledge him.
All that I have striven for is undone.
Humans of this world, you have my hatred.
so this is econtra,
written,
ou: larka