"Step Into My Parlour", said the Spider to The Fly
Everything is proceeding apace.
The introduction of rogue players like Constantine and Dragon are no mere incidents, but all part of the plan weaved by the demonic mastermind who cuuently holds Tim Drake's soul in thrall. And as Lady Shiva, Richard Dragon, and Cassandra Cain pursue his agents from the Old Firm into the dark heart that pulses beneath Gotham, Neron watches from the eyes of his underlings.
The darkest places in the world can cast a shadow so dense it becomes a place unto itself. London, home to the Old Firm, is one such place. Thanks to a recent incident involving that idiotic Papa Midnite, London Below is now common knowledge to the mystical community. But even experienced mystics such as John Constantine do not know that London is hardly the only city that bears a dark counterpart. And as there is a London Below, so too does Gotham City have its Gotham Below.
Only the insane and the souls beyond redemption even catch a glimpse of Gotham Below normally. Populated by the haunting nightmares and twisted dreams of Gotham's festering underbelly, Gotham Below is exponentially more dangerous than its sister in London. Once the heroes have crossed the door, it will close... and only at Neron's word will it open again.
The archfiend pauses to look up at Tim Drake, suspended from a demonic altar. The boy was never Neron's main goal, of course. He is only bait, the lure that will pull in the true targets of Neron's desire.
Either Croup and Vandemar like drag them here battered and broken, or they will somehow overcome the Old Firm and find him. Either outcome suits Neron just fine.
Slouching deeper into his obsidian throne, Neron smiles a sanguine smile.
The introduction of rogue players like Constantine and Dragon are no mere incidents, but all part of the plan weaved by the demonic mastermind who cuuently holds Tim Drake's soul in thrall. And as Lady Shiva, Richard Dragon, and Cassandra Cain pursue his agents from the Old Firm into the dark heart that pulses beneath Gotham, Neron watches from the eyes of his underlings.
The darkest places in the world can cast a shadow so dense it becomes a place unto itself. London, home to the Old Firm, is one such place. Thanks to a recent incident involving that idiotic Papa Midnite, London Below is now common knowledge to the mystical community. But even experienced mystics such as John Constantine do not know that London is hardly the only city that bears a dark counterpart. And as there is a London Below, so too does Gotham City have its Gotham Below.
Only the insane and the souls beyond redemption even catch a glimpse of Gotham Below normally. Populated by the haunting nightmares and twisted dreams of Gotham's festering underbelly, Gotham Below is exponentially more dangerous than its sister in London. Once the heroes have crossed the door, it will close... and only at Neron's word will it open again.
The archfiend pauses to look up at Tim Drake, suspended from a demonic altar. The boy was never Neron's main goal, of course. He is only bait, the lure that will pull in the true targets of Neron's desire.
Either Croup and Vandemar like drag them here battered and broken, or they will somehow overcome the Old Firm and find him. Either outcome suits Neron just fine.
Slouching deeper into his obsidian throne, Neron smiles a sanguine smile.