[color=8882be][i]Mot looked around and realized that things weren't going to get started all on they're lonesome. So he pushed himself off the stone he'd been leaning on and began the introductions.[/i][/color]

[color=6ecff6]Most call me Dread Cultist Mot. Whatever I was before today, I stand now changed. I seek to regain the plane that was taken from us, or if that should fail, to take recompense from the fool that stole it from us. I will use whatever force, tact, or scheme is necessary to achieve my goal. I do not ask you to follow me, or even to work with me, only that you would not stand in my way. I have no wish to cause any harm to any of you, the only beings left of the plane I call home. Will anyone here stand between me and my goal?[/color]