[quote]*the speaker walks through a smoking rift that fills the court with a thick and odorous stench* he is followed by the twin gorgons of the deep, horrid and vile cephalopodian nightmares with the figures of siren women beneath their long grotesque tentacular hair*[/quote]
"My queen, I seek an audience" the Speaker lifts a golden tear drop shaped crystal. From his robes. Another soul of immense power... he withdraws it.
"And fondest regards to your wretched prisoner" [spoiler]*The Speaker grins*[/spoiler]
English
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As the Speaker walks through the rift, he enters not the Spire but the frozen wastes at the edge of the Underworld where all souls pass through before being judged. In the distance he sees no Spire, no City of the Damned, just a dark emptiness. Staring into this darkness, he feels the tinglings of dread and despair at the back of his mind. Something else has claimed this realm and it does not wish to be disturbed...