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"We are the nameless. We were born for one purpose. To serve as jailors on the prison world's of the rift between spaces. We were mindless at first as our Techravalen overlords, ruled with omnitanium fists, keeping the prisoners in check as the war raged in the rift. Thanks to our tough chitinous hides we survived that which killed all but one of our masters." The queen's speech roared over the massed crowds in the streets from the viewing screens in homes and commercial districts, and over the radios.

"Once she saw the spark of sapience within us, we were no longer mindless drones, but a true people learning what we are and what we can do. The Techravalen mistress became our teacher, our gardener, tending to our growth, tearing out the toxic weeds at the root. It is thanks to her guidance that we stand here as one united peoples, on this momentous day. In her honour we have erected this statue to commemorate and embody the lessons she has taught us, as we begin the first stage of our lunar colonisation proc--" The recording was shut off, a small chitin covered hand closing the lid of the handheld projector. A small red light slowly pulses on the console in front of them illuminating their features in the dark. A void lance and shield shimmer dimly on a nearby wall.

"We were the nameless, and we got arrogant and brought the wrath of the great teacher upon ourselves for our greatest and most terrible of sins." They spoke, their voice feminine and harsh as a blue green ball came into view.

"We were the nameless, but we have a chance now to learn our true name and to earn our redemption."

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"Well, well, well. Look what I found here. Judging by your garments I'd wager you're not from around here old boy." Silas spoke emerging from nearby shadows. His white suit a drastic opposite to his inky black skin, his crimson tie matching his eyes.

"Tell me old boy. What brings you to the lands of the mad black. Whose only sin was she fell for an elf?"

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Nero bit into the cork of a bottle of liquor. He wasn’t in the best of moods, and that wasn’t exactly helped by the constantly bigger threats. Always a bigger dragon, they said. He just told those same people he’d eat the fuckin’ dragon, he didn’t give a shit.

Spitting the cork out and draining nearly half the bottle before he put it down, he grunted. Introspection was all well and good, but right now, the alcohol was better. At least he’d think so, up until he brought it up and drained it, a snarl almost forming on his lips as he had to think again. Things were getting uglier. He knew that. But there was little he could do other than keep an eye out. He hated the waiting, he would be first to admit that. Meant he couldn’t do more than prepare, and preparations only went so far.

A heavy sigh as he put the bottle back into his pouch. He’d find a use for it somehow, and he wasn’t going to leave a broken glass bottle on the ground like some witless savage.

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“Excellent. My business is with the queen, she is a... Friend of mine from some time ago. Though if you truly want to get the king raging, mention his great grandsire bedding and wedding an Orc lass on his 21st birthday.” He sniggered, it was a fond memory of his, one of his more fun assignments.

“I look forward to working with you. This shall be most entertaining.”

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“Sooo, if the king of where you are going is properly racist… he wouldn’t think twice of someone sending, say, a dragon hybrid to haze him?” she grinned referring to herself. “all i have to do at that point, is insult him enough to spur his ego.”

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“Indeed, it seems many are racist against hybrids and half breeds these days. more so in royalty.” He noted as he tented his fingers as his mind thought up many different plans and schemes. “I can get you into the palace, what you do from there is all up to you.”

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“Sooo, if the king of where you are going is properly racist… he wouldn’t think twice of someone sending, say, a dragon hybrid to haze him?” she grinned referring to herself. “all i have to do at that point, is insult him enough to spur his ego.”

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“The short ones with the big beards not to be confused with Goblins and various other breeds of Troll-kin. The stronghold is built into the side of a mountain. Though most Dwarven cities are built under mountains.” He mused with an almost predatory grin.

“You’ll know them when you seem them. Sturdy people, can take a beating and be up and back at it again in less time than it takes a forest elf to prance between the trees.”

“Tell me… do you know what turns people to infernal influence?” she looked to him. “Power. Intense, flesh shearing, power. the promise to change fate… sometimes, they don’t think the price is steep. give me two months. I have a few tricks i can pull.”

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“You take whatever measures you desire. The city I happen to be travelling to has high tensions with the local Dwarven stronghold and another city state to the South I believe. A prime target if you will.” He almost smiled at the thought of chaos erupting as the three targets blame each other for a series of “accidents.

“Tell me… do you know what turns people to infernal influence?” she looked to him. “Power. Intense, flesh shearing, power. the promise to change fate… sometimes, they don’t think the price is steep. give me two months. I have a few tricks i can pull.”

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“Excellent.” He smiled with a clap, this was joyous news indeed.

“Lets see, with your assistance, this will bring things potentially forward by a couple human decades.” He fiddled with his gold coin once more as he ran the numbers through his mind.

“Tell me… do you know what turns people to infernal influence?” she looked to him. “Power. Intense, flesh shearing, power. the promise to change fate… sometimes, they don’t think the price is steep. give me two months. I have a few tricks i can pull.”

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"That's correct. Too much aetherial not enough infernal. Problem is aetherial has some strong believers and infernal believers are weak." He spoke clearly annoyed by the situation.

"Balance needs to be maintained. A fact the high realms have only just come to realise."

kat frowned a bit “perhaps it’s time i come out of retirement.” she murmured lightly. “I don’t do well in the presence of celestial beings, they singe my hide by presence alone, but if they need help wrangling humans and getting them to listen, perhaps myself and my sisters can help.”

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“Entirely up to you. Theres too much good these days, so whether it be by thinning the herd or wrangling them as you put it. Do what you will. If it works. Well fair play to you.” He spoke as he pulled a second coin from his pocket, on one side the insignia of the infernal realms, on the other the angelic coat of arms.

“Here a way of checking the balance of things. Just toss it into the air and watch how it lands, if things are balanced then it lands on its edge, if not then the strongest side will land face up.” He offered the coin to Kat.

kat frowned a bit “perhaps it’s time i come out of retirement.” she murmured lightly. “I don’t do well in the presence of celestial beings, they singe my hide by presence alone, but if they need help wrangling humans and getting them to listen, perhaps myself and my sisters can help.”

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"Speaking of humans, they were the reason the war games stopped, there's been talk of starting them again though, but with this new religion spreading around like wildfire , in addition to the crusaders and paladins making life miserable, the Seraph have decreed that the playing field be leveled. Not that the humans are listening." He sighed heavily, not liking the situation his drink now leaving a bitter aftertaste in his mouth.

“careful… you might insult me with a comment like that.” she huffed lightly. “a dragon and it’s clan are usually pretty closely knit. black dragons just tend to think more of the self than the whole of the group more often.” She pointed at her eyepatch “though i’m a little biased due to a war we fought against the black scaled rogues.”

“how on earth are you able to pass between the mortal plain and hell? last i heard the gates were still supposed to be locked up tight. hell, it’s mine and my sisters’ jobs to hunt down whatever happens to slip through to cause trouble.” she raised an eyebrow at him “but you don’t smell anything like what i typically have to hunt down.”

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"Some treaty or something between mother and the Infernal and Seraph realms. Time was there used to be Bicentennial war games between the two realms using my homeland. But that was long before my time." He spoke takin a sip of his drink enjoying the warmth.

" That and visitation rights to see my wife to be. Seems destiny has it planned that I am to be bound in matrimony to a lust daemoness when I hit twenty one hundred. Long ways off thankfully." He shrugged nonchalantly, seemingly already accepted that fate.

"However I am curious as to what other reason a hell hound such as yourselves would have to hide in a forest where even the Holy and infernal realms fear to tread."

“careful… you might insult me with a comment like that.” she huffed lightly. “a dragon and it’s clan are usually pretty closely knit. black dragons just tend to think more of the self than the whole of the group more often.” She pointed at her eyepatch “though i’m a little biased due to a war we fought against the black scaled rogues.”

“how on earth are you able to pass between the mortal plain and hell? last i heard the gates were still supposed to be locked up tight. hell, it’s mine and my sisters’ jobs to hunt down whatever happens to slip through to cause trouble.” she raised an eyebrow at him “but you don’t smell anything like what i typically have to hunt down.”

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