Sunday, January 7, 2007

   THE FOOLS!!! THE ABSOLUTE FOOLS!!!
Ok, ok beforeI start my rant here is what IS good in my life right now:
Work, bills all paid, money in pocket, plenty of food, lots of great sleep, my kitten, warm weather and pocky ^-^

And now for why I am a rampaging menace at the moment!!!
DnD has gone to the darkside >..< Needless to say all three of them got killed but evil Ugoloths (thing black skinned aliens with big luminescent eyes) without the Ugaloths breaking a sweat. And our drow got horribly raped in parts he didn't even know he had by the ugoloths, who even made extra holes to violate, just to entertain the crowd. I couldn't watch for long, but the crowd of demons devils and all manner of debautched creatures at it up like candy! Which left me all alone in a city full of things that can and will do the same things to me if they find out that I'm a platinum half-dragon, to gather up the puddly-chunks that are let of their bodies from the scary zombie holding the giant meat cleaver who runs the Chum Pits.
He asked me how many pieces I would like them in whilst waving the cleaver in my face.
I reply that I would like them as they are, whole and in NO more pieces then they already are.
He says: Then how will you eat them?...
Me: o.o Very slowly.
The zombie shrugs and tosses the corpses into my bag of holding and I proceed to walk back to our hotel and have our guide Maglin ressurect them. And as I inact my wrath upon them by clawing them all in the face with my talons as they wake up and telling them exactly why I am furious - I take two shifts towards evil alignment. To top it all off, Demogorgon (the self proclaimend Demon Prince of hell, who is a giant monster with two baboon heads and four tentacles for arms) has been prowling around inside my head ever since I got to Sigil. Taunting me, seducing me to let him cultivate the deliciously intoxicating hate and anger he smells inside me (his words, not mine oo) and waving demonic contracts in my path (although rather seductively and craftily instead of sinisterly). Why you ask? Why would a simple half-platinum dragon interest the Prince of Demons, Demogorgon? Because he wants me to be the poster child for his new Death Knight experiments, discect me apart cell by cell, then put me back together again, after he tortures and violates me, just for kicks! Because I'm the granddaughter of Bahamut, a dragon god, who wouldn't want such a prized slave, a child wrought for good that now ramages at the diabolical whims of an evil demon, a new breed of evil that sweeps that land like a plague? Because Demogorgon lost Maglin as his favorite Death Knight, and I would make the perfect if not equal replacement...THAT'S WHY!! >.O And I cannot get him out of my head.
So needless to say, I was not happy -so I threw my party members, half naked and without any gear 'cause they lost all theirs in the fight, out of my room so I could cool off. And what do they do?! They go to a lawful evil Abalothe (demon) named Bartering Bill and sell away 'things' to get replacements for their lost items. AND THIS!!! >.< >.O THIS I TELL YOU... is what upsets me the most and I shall tell you why!
First, the Drow gives the demon a copy of his spellfire ability! Spellfire is the most awesome way to do magic and manipulate it into whatever you want and he gave it to a demon! Second. The Rakshasa gave up a pint of his blood and free trade routes to his tribe to the Abalothe, blood which the Abalothe can use to clone the Rak and find out his true name and all sorts of terribly nasty things- but the finaly anf last terrible icing on the wicked cake.....
Daecrist, my half-dragon counterpart, promised to give up his first born child to the Abalothe in exchange for his items!!!
HIS FIRST BORN CHILD!!! <>.<>
And here's the twist that our characters don't know yet: Daecrist is my son, and he has just promised my first grandchild to a slagging demon!!! The great grandchild of Bahamut himself in the hands of a DEMON! <>o<>!!!
I'm gonna kill him....
And we end up not being able to steal the Capstone of the Rod of Seven Parts from Kale Kalidan, my evil shadow dragon nemesis and Daecrist's father. And at one point during the encounter Kale looks at me and I remembered why I turned on him: Kale stole one of my eggs. He forced me to she-bang and then stole one of my eggs - my baby. That absolute bastard!!
My character finds out one of the most terrible things that could ever happen to a woman, to be robbed of a child, something that was a part of her...Kale took that from me *raged eyes*
Then Maglin blows up to save us and we end up running from Sigil with our lives and shite to show for it. The party is in shambles, the drow and Rak upset over their own stupidity, Daecrist threatening to leave the party because he REALLY messed up, me an emotional wreck because of the fact that I have a child out their somewhere who Bahamut himself only knows what he/she is/has been going through, and Demogorgon is still talking, weedling, temping me inside my mind:
"See how easy it is, Silmaria. You crave the darkness inside your soul, you revel in its taste. This is what you've always wanted, what you've been sampling and wielding for seven hudnred and twenty-five years, a wicked beast feeding off the terror you sow. Join me. Be mine, and I will free the full potential of your power, your hatred, your rage. Be born anew in darkness and I will give you everything you have ever desired!"

There is more but I don't want to bore you or laiden you down with too much or make you think I'm too nutsy ^__^. Oh boy...the things that haunt me.

All for now, more soon

-Serrafina
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