Shaal Mazur - Dirge of Nineveh

Shaal-Muzar stood in the shadows of the corridor that led to the great throneroom of the court of demons. Within, the thrones of the lawsayers waited, ready to annihilate anyone who tried to sit in them without authority. He could feel their call, a whisper skittering across his mind, a gentle singing in his heart, a curiosity as to how the stone, bronze, and crystallized blood might feel beneath him. Like everything in Dis, they longed to kill, but Shaal-Muzar had no ambition for thrones. He k…

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