RaesaHer face, blank. She stared from eyes the color of glaciers that cast a shallow glance. Upon her throne she sat, starring at the knights that stood close to the walls, willing to sacrifice their life for her withered soul. The wrinkles that invaded her face never seemed to move due to her never-ending grin. Let's see...I'll have to send out some more elf hunting parties for more slaves. They never seem to survive long enough in this blasted weather the thought crossed her mind. Elven slaves never lasted long in the icy weather of the northern woods of Deavair and she was in constant need of sending out more hunting parties to retrieve more sl
Dragora He sat upon his amethyst encrusted throne, watching over the world through a murky orb. An elf and a human were feuding over the boundary lines of their farms and then they started to brawl. Dragora laughed menacingly at the two, there is nothing else he loves to do than create anguish and hatred among the people on the planet. Though he never started the feuds himself, he always had loyal followers do the dirty work for him. His worshipers would plant false evidence to get the innocent accused of treacherous things, tell lies among the high courts, and forge false documents, which is what happened between the elf and the human. One of his w