[Center][h1][color=lavender]Morteum: Kol[/color][/h1]
Time: Night
[B]Optional Read[/b][/center]

The fact that O'ner Faister had not immediately reacted to the mass of dead bodies so close to his garden was telling. Kol stared at the undead general that barely maintained his demi-human form as his skin began to crack and crumble since emerging from the light portal that appeared so suddenly. Kol noted his blank stare and robotic demeanor and assumed the general's time of autonomy was over. He cared not for the reason. Aklenroth's will was absolute, and Kol was aware of his duty in this instance. To serve and accomplish his duty to the throne.

Zorrah raised an eyebrow at O'ner as his skin and flesh withered. It was dark, but mana-filled fog around the majority of the castle gave off a faint blue glow. 

[Color=goldenrod]"Sucks… Oh, wait! Does this mean I can finally grow Zemak in the garden?! Oooh yes!"[/color] Zorrah exclaimed before vanishing in a puff of smoke. Like usual, Kol ignored her, and instead turned his attention to his guard force, maintaining a still box formation.

[Color=lavender]"Royal guard! File into the dining room!"[/color] He ordered before walking off towards the arrived undead general who was now nothing but bone and all that he wore. As if inspecting one of his own, Kol scanned O'ner from top to bottom. [Color=lavender]"Weapon and crystal."[/color] He stated as O'ner held out his adamantine magical staff in one hand and the locator gem in the other. [Color=lavender]"It seems the king has another purpose for you."[/color] He grabbed both items and proceeded to walk towards the castle. [Color=lavender]"And I'm sure another purpose for these as well."[/color] 

Once the items were secured inside the castle armory, Kol made his way to the stationary solar box available close to Aklenroth's library, all so he could spread his message to dark elven leaders in Malthemoor and Azmor Galus. To remind the wavering and indecisive where their loyalty should lie. To inform his people that the military advisor to the throne, Kol Varanasi stood beside the king. And finally requesting implementation of immediate imprisonment or death to any traitors to the throne, dark elf or otherwise.

With Commander Dreadclaw deceased, and Aklenroth occupied with his mission, Kol felt that he should take the reigns of the Dark Elves if need be. For now, he would guide his people to the darkness. The only light they needed was what Halastra reflected down upon them.