[b]Moridax, Lord of the Underworld[/b]
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"My, too many of you don't recognize the wonderful me!" Moridax said with a shaking of her head.  She first looked to Alasayana and Trineon, "Do you think something that could shape corpses to look so magnificent could be anything other than moi?" She asked trying to look like a magnificent specimen of God.  "Jeez, guess your huntress ass ain't getting invited to any more dinner parties."  

She overlooked O'Menus since he didn't say anything [i]particular[/i] to her, though she tossed him a small wave.  Then she looked over to Aurelia.  At first she squinted as if she recognized someone but couldn't put a finger on it.  "Hmmm, you look so familiar... Is that Aureia I spy?  You look different... Decide to lose a few inches?"  She teased before turning to Ashte, the last God that addressed her.

"Hey, I had an image to keep, Ashte~.  This is sorta my natural form.  Closer to natural than that other one at least."  She said to the Goddess of Beauty and War.  Besides, love could be rather suffocating at times and she could handle that and all her work.

As if to answer any remaining questions, or ease any minds and perhaps, answer the question of one pathetic mortal girl, she announced herself.  "Yes, dear friends! It is I! Lord of the Dead, Master of the Soulium Mines, Unappreciated Paper Pusher of the Underworld!  Lord!... No... Lady Moridax!"  She was waiting for the applause that would never come.  

"Fine, no applause but keep an eye on your pets."  She clapped her gauntleted hands together in a commanding way and a couple of corpses near the man trying to crawl his way to the tube would grab him and keep him from moving.  Considering how fresh the bodies were it would be difficult to rip them off.  "How are my lovely above ground gods doing?" She asked in as cute a manner as she could considering the armor she wore.