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'''Kithle''': Well...um...actually, I have no idea.

'''Jarlot''': You mean aside from Doog's Bugs Bunny like antics?

'''Jarlot''': The answer is simply....MUD.

'''Jarlot''': Think about it Terra. Do you honestly think that the people who want an undead world will accept an Illithid one while the people who want a Demon ruled one will enjoy an undead one?

'''Terra''': So you're in charge because they you're harmless?

(Leaps off the side of the boat, hits the ground six feet under as the repairs are going...badly)

'''Tifa''': Shut Up Bob, they are not important!  

'''Tifa''': Look Bob I'm not going to go on a killing spree Just because you have nothing to do... get a gameboy for something.

'''Bob''': I don't think they have any of those on thos plane.  

(A Group of Flayer walk by)

'''Bob''': Eh Law evil... what a joke. You know Back in my day we where Choatic and we Like It!

'''Tifa''': Look I don't need a your life story again!

'''Bob''': You know he's not that bad its got a good beat and you can dance to it.

'''Jarlot''' : Huh. Who'dathunkit? A thanish fan. I thought they all had sticks up their *****es.

'''Jarlot''' : Hey, this ones from Jaela! Huh- whats that paper on the floor there?

'''Kanatash''' : No, no, it's alright. I need to get it out. I floated through the doorway of the captains room, which for some reason was blocked by a massive bag of letters. I hadn't seen him in several hours and figured that was a bad sign. And then... I saw it. *Kanatash is wracked by sobbing*

'''Kanatash''' : I've stared down, Daelkyr, elder gods, horrors beyond imagination, I've mapped Xoriat and Dal Quor; I thought I plumbed the depths of madness, but never did I wish to see a vampiric half-dragon compulating with a wall! The captain and Ketler were on the ground with a small piece of paper, and... and... I can't talk about it. What Erk was doing doesn't bear mentioning. And Muradin... I...

In the resulting quiet, a soft sobbing is heard. Everyone notices Kanatash's huddled form in the corner with a increasingly wet teddy bear. The teddy bear has seven eyes, four arms ending in things beyond desription, twenty-three tentacles emerging from various points around it's torso, and what looks like plush chitinous scales.  

'''Klaz''' : Apparently, Jaela sent them this. It's a lumograph of Jaela, doing something rather... inappropriate. I can look at it because my tastes don't run toword the humanoid, wink-wink, but anyone else would be driven to conniptions by the raw sexuality of the picture. I'm keeping it, mates. *Klaz walks off, whistling*

'''Igor''': Yeth. Everyone thinkth that vampireth creep people out. But they're irrethithtable to young women. For example, King Kaiuth—the current one—gets thouthandth of letterth every week from lovethick young girlth.

'''Igor''': It'th tradithionel. Of courthe, in the patht they were inexthplicable drawn to a cathle or other lair. Thethe dayth it'th all long dithtanthe.

'''Jarlot''': ……Um……………did Kaius ever get anything from…………

'''Feal-thas''': I belive somthing overloaded your mind father

'''Sa'vor''': Indeed... luckily whatever it was has been permenatly removed from my memory. Thank kyber for back up systems. So, how goes the first generation?  

'''Feal-thas''': Due to Kithle's training the first twenty are quite capable of independent thought, they follow orders they belive to be sane or within peramiters. I ordered them to jump of the tower and they said *AHEM* " This order would be a waster of man power SIR!.  

'''Sa'vor''': Intresting.  

'''Kithle''': Ah, your awake at last. good. you've been out for hours

'''Sa'vor''': My head feels like its being split in two, my regeneration is barely coping with the effort to repair my mind, but I'm fine. The casue of whatever happened was utterly deleted from my mind. A backup system in case of an event like that, and then I was teleported back to my lair.  

'''Sa'vor''': Each brood is programmed with specific battlefield roles: archer; scout and skirmisher; spellcasters; healers; artillary; engineers and so on. This knowledge is programmed into their minds and is eventualy awakened during the training process.  

'''Kithle''': Intresting.. tell me, there appear to be some of them which are much different from the others, why would this be?

'''Sa'vor''': Ah, well, I have each of the dragon colours for each species. The species I have at the moment is known as the Spartan strain, other strains are developed for other tasks. Though each strain has the following things; they require only two hours sleep maximum, they can last two months without food, almost a month without water. They can breath beneath water, immune to pestilance and venoms and are resistant to magic.  

'''Kithle''': These will be the perfect soldiers, but problem, why would they follow me if they belived me to be weak.  

'''Feal-thas''': For the survival of our species, and as long as your orders where sane and sensible we would not see it fit to replace you.  

'''Sa'vor''': None, they may not follow orders that make no sense or are a waste of resourses but they wont turn on you as long as they are seen as more than worthless soldiers

'''Kithle''': What of the ones whom dont want to serve me?  

Volrath talking to himself : Why must the suffering continue. If I kill Thanes I am a hypocrite, but if I let them live more innocents will be killed. If I only kill the ones preforming the inquisitions, their families will morn and then come after me.

??? : Because this world is not for you. Join those of your brothren that have found this.

With that Volrath lashes out at his father, and yet again decends into dreams of horror, but this time they are of things that may yet come to pass.

Kanatash : Yes, you see when an elder god sires an offspring with a mortal any number of things can happen, but Volrath's father is rather orderly. The same thing happens with each child. They are born as a fairly normal child, albiet one that has an affinaty for aberrations. They age very slowly compared to any other race, and are only capable of forming the bond, you mortals call love, at a very early age. After that they become more and more detached from the world, as they lose those they love one by one. Once they become completely detached from this world they become a deranged lord. Volrath's human side appears to be resisting his transformation into a daelkyr, with every ounce of strength it has.

Kithle : So you're saying, when he comes out of there he will be a daelkyr!

Kanatash : No, these things happen in stages. He will be changed, but not a daelkyr, at least not yet.

Terra: More or less. Unfortunately, I highly doubt that we'll be able to stop this phase of the transformation. It's already nearing completetion.

NJ26 Sneaks into Klaz's room slits his throat, and destroys the Jeala pic.

NJ26: Get your husband under control Tifa.

NJ26 - Forget her a good liquid keelhauling with a solid whap to the head and a session with Kithle or Kanatash should work fine. If all else fails intimidation works just as well.

Kithle - Well dammit much as it goes against my better judgement you three are a lot of fun.

Kithle - Satnak suppresion only.

Kithle - Shut up and listen you little wimp. I have dueled with Sa'vor the Darkbane and Kanatash the World ripper. I forged Satnak, the dream breaker, the darkslayer, THE DEICIDE. I will rule this realm in the millienia to come. I will destroy those arrogant fools who thought to change me against my heart. I will break the prophesy of the dragons asunder. I will set my creation upon the great old ones, and the lords of dust, the quori, against the heavens themselves. I am Mortal Incarnate, I am the future despite all that would control me. the very least you can do is tell your pops to shove it where the darkness doesn't penetrate. Lisa is not going to take Terra away from you, think of it as gaining a sister or aunt. You still have your bunny, and Muradin is absolutly devoted to you. The Flame is not in itself evil, nor is lisa. People from the flame have hurt you yes, but like any other mortal you deal with a world not cut in cloth of black and white. Deal with it. I know the external part of this process is irreversible at this point, but don't let those bastards change who you are!!! Its your soul, your destiny forge them according to your vision. DO NOT LET THEM WIN!!!! Unless you want to be an arrogant heartless waste of power that is promptly fried by Satnak. Its up to you now Kid don't do anything to dissapoint Terra and Muradin. Besides if you go all dealkyr on us we might let the brain out to spite you.

Kanatash: True. I only hope he takes it the way it was meant. I'd hate to have to see him zorlched.

Mickey: (downs the rest of his Vodka of Healing) I dunno what you did, but it must'a been a doosie.

Klaz: I was gonna destroy it, but the sheila got ta me first...

Kithle - Ohh my head... oh... terra something i should be telling you... *whump*

Lisa - FLAME whats wrong in here. Kithle said i should get here whats happening.

Terra - Volrath is being changed against his will due to his fathers heratige. The physical aspect is inevitable at this point, but kithle just burned himself out trying to save Volrath's spirit.

Death paper - (Slips out of kithle's sweater) on it Terra.

Terra - Volrath is dealing with a lot of issues wright now. I think kithle wanted you here to show that the Church of the flame aren't all like the inquisitors that messed up his mother and sister.

A claw rips through the cocoon, tearing a long gash. From the rip spews a horrible bile, and the new Volrath. A tentacle now protrudes from each of his shoulders. Two insectoid legs come off of each side of his torso. As he opens his mouth to talk, his tongue is revealed to be several inches longer than it should be, and is now several stands of stinew wound together and ending in a bony barb.

Volrath : Hi everybody! Oh yeah, Kithle, no matter what you do the true mindflayer empire will not come until long after your dead. The only one of us that will live to see it is Sa'vor. The empires of aboleths will rise and push back the empire you are starting. The humans will then gain true dominion of the earth, by absorbing the other humaniod races. Finally after all of that the mindflayers will indeed rule supreme, because of all your efforts. You how ever will not living to see its completion. It will be ruled by your descendants.  

Volrath (completely ignoring Kithle) : Lisa, I would like to say that...well, I (drops his head and walks out).

Jarlot: *bangs his broom from underneath the corridors* You know why Illithids, Beholders, and Aboleths will never real jack!? You guys are too god damned high ECL! It means you never get any decent mage or warrior levels! So yuck it up you gawd damned tentacly things!

Cool Cthultu: Captain that could be construed as harrassment.

Jarlot; You know, you and Terra I could forgive. Hell I'd even video tape but...WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ALL OF MY OLD GIRLFRIENDS!?

Jaela: Great Flame, within which dwells all the spirits of the rightious, slayer of all those who posses the soul, cleanser of the heart, I…………well…I've done something very naughty—

Suddenly the flame grows until it nearly fills the chamber. Jaela feels herself being consumed by the fire, her very soul reduced to ash. She tries to gain control of the fire, to communicate with the spirit of Tira Maron, but she cannot even scream and flame pours from every orifice of her body.

He leaps off the book, passing the new Volrath as the librarian enters. Not quite familiar with Cheese yet, Volrath isn't sure what to make of the behavior. Yet something about the urgency with which Cheese is moving strikes a knot of curiousity—and perhaps even fear—within the abberration, and he tries to follow Cheese. This proves impossible, as Cheese makes use of secret passages that only the rats and Terra know about.

Kithle: What have we told you abotu using that voice? Especially when my head—ooooooooo!

Cheese: That's not important at the moment. We need your über friends, plus Satnak and maybe Lisa. And if Jarlot isn't tied up with marital probelms…

Kithle (now feeling better): Sa'vor, Kantash, myself, Feal-thas, Terra, Satnak, Norbaz, Igor. Jarlot's occupied at the moment, and Lisa didn't want to be disturbed. Said she wasn't feeling like herself.

Kantash: The demon of the silver flame.

Cheese: The demon that was sealed in the Silver Flame along with Tira Maron and the couatyl has been cleansed of all its evil and has emerged as a being of pure Law and Good.

Igor: The world would be boring without evil. That may not make thenthe to you, but I have theen firtht hand what an important motivating forthe evil ith. If the world were thimply ruled by natural fortheth, there would be no need for either. But Good ith often too cothiouth about dethtructhion, which ith where evil thtepth in.

Everyone shudders in fear. Even those like Sa'vor, who have seens terror beyond the dreams of über mortals winces once.

Terra: In destroying Evil this thing would basically be destroying the only force balancing Good's inherant tendancy to try and preserve things, especially life. As a druid, I know how important death is to the natural cycle.

Satnak: Well, I'll just zortch it—

Cheese: If we can show the demon what evil has become on the Forgotten Freedom, perhaps we can introduce just enough corruption to turn it into your average zelous do-gooder.

Tifa: Damn Thats a lot of Kalimari... I wonder if the cook a really big deep frier!

Cool Cthultu: What you want to eat me!

Tifa: Yeah What do you think I ment! My heart belong only to Jarlot... well and those nymphs, but that neither here nor there.

Dra'vos:then i shall wait for the sign

Sa'vor: time isnt a liniar sequence, its mutable, nothings decided. only your actions create your future.  

Terra: i thought you didnt belive in any gods

Sa'vor: im praying to Mabar, the plane of night. perhaps one of the most hospitable places i whent.  

Terra: i thought they tried to kill you?  

Terra: i thought you enjoyed being alive and undead at the same time?  

Sa'vor: i do, i enjoy the vampire side far more. though being alive has its advantages as well. the vampire side just has more, example, domination. watch this

( red shirt walks by)  

( walks off the ship, goes plummeting thousands of feet and is smeared across the thranish country side).  

Lisa: i have objections to you doing that.  

Sa'vor: true, but he was a mass murdering abductionist, whom liked murdering small girls.  

Lisa: that still doesnt justify what you did

Sa'vor: true, but once again, i really dont care.  

Sa'vor: i have some

Sa'vor: my many taboos: Killing some one in thier sleep; drinking; gambling; using magic for material gain; drinking more blood than i need; rape; petty thievery; eating children; devouring souls; messing with the cosmic balance; genocide and so on; letting gods walk the earth.  

Sa'vor: and thats one of the few things that i feel guilty about.

Norbaz: I'm looking for something to use to aid in corruption of the oncoming demi whatever being. You know the one they were telling us all about earlier, the demon that had been sealed in the silver flame but is now no longer a demon.

Norbaz: I won't be immediately erradicated, something I'm trying to avoid.

Satnak: I see...well considering we may all die with this endeavor, make chili.

The half elf was looming over the hunched over form of Norbaz with a demanding glint in her eyes.

Norbaz: There's still alot in storage in the lower deck.

Norbaz: I'm just going to assume there is an extra dimensional space in your stomach from here on out, and not ask how you can still keep that kind of figure with all the Chili you eat on a daily basis....No, screw that, I'm asking. Where in kyber does it all go?

Satnak - Power comes at a price my metabolism is in constant overdrive. Chili specifically helps me attune my "burn" blade.

Kithle - Humans are nigh unstoppable, I should now, might be best to simply mix my bloodline into that of theirs and rule the human empire. The aboleths need to be dealt with I know I'll send melvin back to pollute the gene pool. I resfuse to play second string to fish.

As the eye of the mind moves through the ship we find ourselves on the female side of the Lesser-Used crew quarters……well, since Lucky is now a girl I guess it counts. Lucky and Ninja Jaela 26 are having a friendly conversation over tea. The topic has apparently turned to Lucky's past as a male.

Lucky: …So then the curtain gets pulled back, and I find myself face to face with a grossly fat fire giantess. And that's the last time I accepted a contract from Morgrave University.

Cheese just grins………………eeeeeeevily.

A truely evil thought comes into the mind of NJ 26. It spreads as a slight ripple in the fabric of reality, causing all the great minds tuned to the fabric of the draconic prophecy to twitch just a little. It is promptly deleted as it arrives in the minds of Kithle, Kantash, Sa'vor, and other übers, as it would be too much for them to comprehend at the moment.

Norbaz: Yeah, by all means it should work, or just explode. Regardless I'll try, now lets find the helmet.

"It ith time, marthter." Igor tells him.

Allen continued brushing aside people, not stopping for anyone, until he reached his final destination. He opened up the double doors, and sat down on a bench, getting the attention of a nearby servant red shirt.

"Three orders of chilli please." He asks the red shirt, smiling happily in anticipation for this long awaited meal.

( Nalfein hovers outside Sa'vors door waiting for him to leave. once again, he wants to be a vampire. his life long dream is so close. Sa'vor fades through the door, Nalfien will now try a different aporach)  

Nalfein: Excuse me, mr d'vol sir?  

( Sa'vor stops, its been a long time since anyones ever called him d'vol)  

Nalfien: i know you must be really busy with all your being Uber and plotting world domination. but, could you grant me a wish

Sa'vor: im no dijinn

Nalfien: true, but i was wondering, could you make me a vampire?  

Nalfien:i have read lots about thier powers and abilities yes...

Sa'vor: im not your average vampire, im of a more specialized bloodline, Vampiris mabrana.  

Nalfien: i've read some where about them, they're the ones which walk in sunlight, turn aside silver and stake. can cross water, see thier own relections and are not repuled by holy symbols.  

Sa'vor: yes and we can walk on concecrated ground, enter houses and the like uninvited. my branch of vampirism is different from the others. its not spread by me biteing you, its spread by a disease.  

Nalfien: of course ... your between alive and undead. this makes you especialy resistant. but you must still consume blood for sustinance... fasinating. what disease would it be then?  

Sa'vor: phophic heamophilia mabranous, i caught it when i spent to long in mabar, im a carrier and a victim. though i've turned off my ability to spread it

Nalfien: why?  

Sa'vor: too many people like me is a bad thing. and can you imagin what will happen if vampires begin to break the rules?  

Nalfien: more vampire hunting?  

Sa'vor: yes and no, the chosen one will be summoned ( the slayer in old vampric texts) and then i'll get loads of letters of complaint from all the Vampiric rules councils and fan web sites.  

Nalfien: so you wont make me a vampire?  

Sa'vor: heres my advice, give up, vampirisms not fun. i spend most of my days trying to find enough blood to drink. and every time i go through a forest i get edgy. also, no one in the villages will talk to you, they all scream "your no having any of my blood!", and then theres the mobs. i've been run out of town by so many mobs im no longer suprised anymore. your best bet is to become a lich, less weaknesses, still cant go shopping, more respect oh and a good pension plan.  

Nalfien: pension plan?  

Sa'vor: yeah, for when you reach a millenia old and the old undead brain starts to go funny, your magical powers arnt what they used to be and you start to get athritis, supposedly they do anchinet lich homes now for those whoms familys kicked them out of he labratory.  

Nalfien: intresting ....

'''Igor''': Yeth. My mathter called me over. He needed a full-time Gothic Feng Shui Consultant.

'''Igor''': I'm thorry, but what with Mathter Jarlot'th wife arriving I haven't had time. It'th always "Igor! Go for more bonadge equipmant!"

'''Igor''': Tho that'th what that wath. I jutht thought he like torturing people. You do have the habit of working for that kind.

'''Igor''': Ah, you might want to thet up thop with one of the corporeal überth. Volrath, Kithle, Tha'vor, they all have dethent lab thpatheth that they are quite willing to loan in exthchange for thome advithe. Or, if that doethn't work out, I will intrduthe you to Roothevelt the carpenter and Cheethe the rat, who knowth all about the extradimenthional propertieth of the Forgoteen Freedom.

'''Igor''': Really? He thruck me ath being thomeone who would relith the idea of beautiful young women conthtantly finding a need to thpend the night on hith thip.

'''Igor''': How ith one thuppotht to go about dealing with aquiring women on pirate thipth?

As the ship prepares for the arrival of the Silver Flame demon, Doog, Erk, and Marish return, towing a defeated warfored and Phollie.

'''Doog''': Ah…I don't say anything about what happened…*gulp* and you don't tell Aljihaz where the Trouser Titan is.

'''Doog''': So…what's going on?

'''Ketler''': Well, Tifa, Andrea, and Terra are all plotting her grizly demize as we speak.

'''Aerith''': MOON CRYSTAL...HEALINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG GGGGG!

'''Aerith''': Well the idea that Tira said was that the Demon would eventually be destroyed by the flame but demons always reincarnate.

'''Jaela''':....and?

'''Aerith''': Well Demons are always alittle different between how they live and how they die. In this case, the Rajah was known as Sutekh the Destroyer of Worlds. It was his mission to destroy the planet and all living things. Now over the centuries he's been killed a few hundred million times and always ressurected only to be killed again as he slowly perverted his essence to try and become good enough to survive. Eventually, he managed to reconcile his nature with the Flame.

'''Aerith''': Ah at last I am returned to my lovely home. I have so missed the crew. Sweet and adorable Kanatash, Cuddly Doog, Brainy but Lovable Andrea, that snuggly scamp Phollie, chivalrous Michael, my happy environmentalist friend Terra, Cute Norbaz, and Mischevious Santak....

'''Aerith''': My cute little pet mousy!

'''Klaz''': Look at 'im, such a magestic creature. Far smarter than any 'uman, 'e can suck your brain right out a' your 'ead.

'''Ketler''': First of all....you were in the infantry of Cyre and never rose above second private.

'''Jarlot''': Ummmmm....well I have to admit that I occasionally screwed up my missions and may have done services for the other side on occasion.

'''Ketler''': Ummm Tiffa, the sieg heil is not something I'm comortable with given my religion....

'''Jarlot''': Ummm...guys, please forgive my....woman I don't know at all.

'''Jarlot''': Oh sweet Dol Dorn, Tifa you're ruining my speech....

'''Tifa''': BLASSPHEMMERRRRRRRRRRRR!

'''Tifa''': You filthy non-Jarlot worshipper you! I bet you've eaten in the past couple of days! All money I earn goes to support his domination of the planet! You shall STARVE for your master!

'''Jarlot''': Ummm...let's put a pin in that theory for now.

'''Jaela''': Ummm hi....can I ask about getting Ketler detached from my leg?

'''Jarlot''': It's not pro-wrestling Michael.

'''Jarlot''': Oh, one last thing, I've installed a portable hole that moves wherever I want it with a pull of this bellpull. I think it'll be more effective than keeling.

'''Tifa''': *soaking wet and suddenly right beside Jarlot* Your decisions are noble and good My Lord!

Norbaz peels ketler off of Jaela, Pontiff of the Silver Flame.

'''Norbaz''': I need your help modifying this helmet, and jury rigging the Cloning machine, we need this to survive, Cannith, and only the greatest artificer on Eberron can do it.