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To their dismay, Rahn Darwin and Modera found nothing in the haunted house.
Suddenly, an idea floats through their mind. "Aha! Since we're tired and bored at the same time, how about......"
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"Thanks," Deroc entered and sat down, along with his two other living cakes Sabercake and Cocoacake. "Greetings, Argoshar. Long time no see. How are you-- I sense something quite shady and sinister here... familiar. Anyways, how are you these days?"
He took a sip of his bottle of juice, "By the way, I have some matter to discuss with you. Need a hand against the Illithids? Well, well, I would like to lend you a helping hand and fight side by side with you in the olden days -- but only if you hand over the Obsidian Hills to me and my new vassals. H--"
A plate was cracked out of the blue. A nervous shout was heard, but quickly the shout was muted and footfalls were heard. "Wait!" Deroc turned around and pointed his fingers at a random direction. Two lightning bolts were shot from his fingers, when the thunderbolts reach through mid-air, it zapped two shady figures.
Two shady figures. With some sort of three Hebrew alphabets imprinted onto their forehead. "Epsilon infiltrators! It can't be..." Deroc mumbled in surprise, "I thought that bald eunuch Yuri was already gone for good?"
Those two figurines screamed for a moment while trembling within Deroc's lightning.
"What??? Rahn Darwin and Archmage Modera???" Deroc
"Cakemaster fool!" one of the shady figures taunted, "Our great Psychomancers have spoken! Soon, shadows and psychics will rain from the sky and all these wretched worlds--"
Deroc simply zapped the blasphemous fool into ashes, however a puff of purple smoke appeared instead of a dead body. A mirror image. Deroc shook his head and let out a sigh.
"In the name of Yuri--"
Deroc zapped this fake "Modera" too, and of course this was also an illusion
"A great comeback of this bald eunuch will arrive soon. If Yuri allys with the Illithids, we're fucked. What should we do?"
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Meanwhile, the real Rahn Darwin and Modera proceeded their journey in the Underdark. On their way, they found a medium settlement of the Drows.
"Ah! Drows. Finally. Once we forged an alliance, Deroc and his silly friends will surely have a great time... heh, heh, heh!"
The two Epsilon agents, bearing an intense presence of psychics and shadows, would then approach the Drows. Modera said, "Greetings, fellow Drows. We meant no harm, we are here to have a talk with your Queen. May I know where's Queen Valsharess?"
Suddenly, an idea floats through their mind. "Aha! Since we're tired and bored at the same time, how about......"
===============
"Thanks," Deroc entered and sat down, along with his two other living cakes Sabercake and Cocoacake. "Greetings, Argoshar. Long time no see. How are you-- I sense something quite shady and sinister here... familiar. Anyways, how are you these days?"
He took a sip of his bottle of juice, "By the way, I have some matter to discuss with you. Need a hand against the Illithids? Well, well, I would like to lend you a helping hand and fight side by side with you in the olden days -- but only if you hand over the Obsidian Hills to me and my new vassals. H--"
A plate was cracked out of the blue. A nervous shout was heard, but quickly the shout was muted and footfalls were heard. "Wait!" Deroc turned around and pointed his fingers at a random direction. Two lightning bolts were shot from his fingers, when the thunderbolts reach through mid-air, it zapped two shady figures.
Two shady figures. With some sort of three Hebrew alphabets imprinted onto their forehead. "Epsilon infiltrators! It can't be..." Deroc mumbled in surprise, "I thought that bald eunuch Yuri was already gone for good?"
Those two figurines screamed for a moment while trembling within Deroc's lightning.
"What??? Rahn Darwin and Archmage Modera???" Deroc
"Cakemaster fool!" one of the shady figures taunted, "Our great Psychomancers have spoken! Soon, shadows and psychics will rain from the sky and all these wretched worlds--"
Deroc simply zapped the blasphemous fool into ashes, however a puff of purple smoke appeared instead of a dead body. A mirror image. Deroc shook his head and let out a sigh.
"In the name of Yuri--"
Deroc zapped this fake "Modera" too, and of course this was also an illusion
"A great comeback of this bald eunuch will arrive soon. If Yuri allys with the Illithids, we're fucked. What should we do?"
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Meanwhile, the real Rahn Darwin and Modera proceeded their journey in the Underdark. On their way, they found a medium settlement of the Drows.
"Ah! Drows. Finally. Once we forged an alliance, Deroc and his silly friends will surely have a great time... heh, heh, heh!"
The two Epsilon agents, bearing an intense presence of psychics and shadows, would then approach the Drows. Modera said, "Greetings, fellow Drows. We meant no harm, we are here to have a talk with your Queen. May I know where's Queen Valsharess?"