10.26.2006
WTF?
Marivhon, you stall Croatius. He considers your words.
"Zelba? And yet your invocation of that name is only warm breath hanging in the air. There is no Zelba here, no more, and this my curse." He looks again at the body of the dead girl.
"This man, this defiler- he is I and I am he. This is not the first time. But my darling, my dearest, my death lies dead before me by my own unabiding hand. Kill me if you can, but you cannot. This is my domain, my world, the cretaceous creation of Croatius, lost in time and lost in mind. Your weapons, your will, are weary and weak. You've come this far but are godslayers not. You are not She. You are not Me."
A glint of Vrill returns to his eye. "Uhr... but no, I'll... add yhhr... corpses to... thrr... to the pile... Ghh..." through clenched teeth and bitten tongue.
Croatius takes a step back towards his chair, but turns, the glint of hate and black power momentarily being considered.
"Zelba? And yet your invocation of that name is only warm breath hanging in the air. There is no Zelba here, no more, and this my curse." He looks again at the body of the dead girl.
"This man, this defiler- he is I and I am he. This is not the first time. But my darling, my dearest, my death lies dead before me by my own unabiding hand. Kill me if you can, but you cannot. This is my domain, my world, the cretaceous creation of Croatius, lost in time and lost in mind. Your weapons, your will, are weary and weak. You've come this far but are godslayers not. You are not She. You are not Me."
A glint of Vrill returns to his eye. "Uhr... but no, I'll... add yhhr... corpses to... thrr... to the pile... Ghh..." through clenched teeth and bitten tongue.
Croatius takes a step back towards his chair, but turns, the glint of hate and black power momentarily being considered.
