NOVPUB"Ah, would you look at that!"
"No need for all the bravado, Allantir"
"Always so moody, but that is exactly why you are so charming" the flamboyant lord casually put up one hand against his fellow's shoulder, as though she was a good friend of his, an impression that did not seem reciprocated as the other lord brushed his hand away.
"It had been a while since we've had new faces, weme to lordship under King Nitok, it is most pleasant" she said, clearlympletely different from Allang Allantir and all his odd brightness, although, it would be wrong to say that this lord was the sort of undead they had had in mind either.
The servant with his putrefied flesh and eyeball hanging about was more in line with what they had been imagining, oldrpses, people whose undeath was unmistakable, but she looked about as wellnserved as the lord of Glittegoyaume.
"I am Irtancix Vilopx, lord of Pezerx, we don't really have a clear specialty, but it is the only place on thentinent where there is a sun that casts light, we get soldiers and warriors used to light there, many would never see what it looks like otherwise, and also never experience not being capable of using darkness awareness properly" she presented herself, prompting the Bellistian lords to introduce themselves once more.
Vilopx looked like a young woman with tan skin, garbed in rather revealing garments with gave full way of view upon both stomach and midriff, which were well-toned and appearing rather soft to the touch, if not for the subtle marks of incision that showed that her organs had been removed, she might have passed off as alive for a moment.
"I know it's obvious, but… When in King Nitok's presence, only speak when explicitly allowed to, don't get swept up in all of his majesty's friendliness, we need to maintain drum and respect no matter what" she stated whilst crossing her arms, Allantir stepping up next to her with an incredulous look.
"And that's allming from Vilopx, when she was still a small gal, King Nitok would let her sit on his lap, and would often carry her around!" he said with a cheeky smile.
"You were just waiting to say that, weren't you?"
"As a matter of fact, I had been waiting for an occasion for years now"
"Well anyways…" shevered up her face with one hand "...Blessed be undeath for allowing me to grow up even after death"
Indeed, she had not been known as the child emperor of Pezerx for nothing, she had been turned into an undead at an awfully young age, but as the undead often liked to say, there was nothing lifeuld do that deathuldn't, and as such, growing up was not impossible, otherwise, she would be the regional lord of Pezerx and adorable little undead at the same time.
"Well, what Vilopx doesn't say is that whether grown up or not, she is forever 'little Irtancix' to many" walking up with both hands behind his back, a third regional lord showed up; dressed in a green cloak and sporting a stone crown upon his headvered in white hair.
"I am Ilraptere Vinntm, lord of Dschungelland, where we have the greatest abundance of both flora and fauna of thentinent- The rest are all arriving, so we better get in place, King Nitok should be here in just a moment" he said, a snake swinging behind him as a tail.
And indeed, soon enough, an entirengress of regional lords flooded into the throne room, of different sizes, shapes and species, most seemed rather weak, not very prone tombat at all.
Everyone was solemn and silent, no one showed a reaction, not even the four Bellistian lords, even as a most crushing presence fell over the entire room, allming from a skeleton garbed in rather simple robes, wearing a dark crown and carrying a staff, nothing really remarkable in appearance, but only reverence and aweuld be experienced as he appeared, all dropped down to one knee instinctively.
'Damnation…' thought Alisart, never thinking that greater oppressionuld be felt after euntering Maliah.
'What authority…' Jaral felt the monster king's heart within his chest grow subdued, as though the latent force of the creature instinctively bowed down.
'So that's the king…' Derdlim had known that he would be on ampletely different level to anything she had known- But to think that The Prince Of Death would stand beyond whatuld be quantified, was this what a divinity felt like?
'This power! It's like a zone isnstantly manifested around him!' Irlke was simply in awe, how faruld a being of such immaculate talent push pyromancy, or anything else for that matter?
Behind King Nitok, two other undeads were followed closely, a giantvered in heavy armour and an ancient, robed skeleton.
The two royal guards were blinding to the regional lords, but next to Nitok, nothing seemed to evenme close tomparing.
Sitting upon his throne, the undead empire's ruler spoke up :
"Hello everybody! I hope you're all doing good, today is a very special day, because for the very first time, the four new regional lords are here- Belliste is officially undead territory now" and the words that came out of his skeletal jaw almost threw the four of them to the ground.
The whiplash hit them hard, Cleavster almost dropped his helm down.
They had heard of it, but perhaps they had just refused to believe.
But indeed, King Nitok, The Prince Of Death, the one who rules over the likes of Loimos, sounded way too casual and friendly, both in speech and mannerism, it felt like he had just wemed regulars to his bar instead of lords he held all authority over.
"Does anyone have any reports they would like to share?" he asked, and seeing that no one had anything to say, snapping his bony fingers.
"Perfect- You there! You should be Irlke Combuscrus, right? Come forward and please present to us your pyromancy" he stood up from his throne, descending the steps with both hands behind his back.
The warlord did as he was told and moved over, Nitok casually putting one hand against his back. 𝖓𝔬𝖛𝔭𝔲𝖇.𝔠𝔬𝖒
"Loimos said a lot of good about pyromancy, he thinks that it is not only a well-rounded way of power on its own, but that the way it allows one to fashion flames out of anythinguld lead to the development of very specific sorceries in the long run"
Combuscrus just nodded along, King Nitok was just rambling about.
"As for me, I wonder if fire is all thatuld be used in the way of power you created… Do you think a similar thinguld be done with say- Water?"
"Taking water into one's body and feeding it so as to make it grow? I must be honest and say that I don't know for certain" he replied with a safe answer.
"Yes, yes… I see that you have the mind of researchers, you don't want to make assumptions with proper proof, however! What do you think personally? Your gut feeling?"
"I don't think it would function, or at least, not without making greater modifications to the technique used, fire's ability to grow stronger and larger from burning things is are aspect, water or air simply don't bear the same characteristics" said Irlke.
"Sensical, now throw a fireball at me"
