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The Corrupter

Level Three God of Perfection (Corruption)



After his little bout with Telum, Larwen had returned to his proper form and began to reside over the Forge once more. The Zalsarix were proving to be anything but disappointments, and his hordes of Perfected Unsullied grew in size. Remarkably, they retained their ability to catalog themselves into rank and file. Though none of them were Lords or Ladies, several still held sway over large groups of Unsullied and acted as unofficial leaders. This pleased Larwen, for a a mind was a precious tool when put to good use. Unlike their Sullied cousins who, upon further investigation, shown no signs of the same intelligence. More or less just animals, the Sullied would prove useful as soldiers. For the time would be soon when the war against the foul Insect would begin. 

However, fate had other ideas. For several days after Telum left, the Zalsarix began to bring back less and less Unsullied. With many leaking blood from hundreds of small holes within their shells. Larwen, in his haste to gather an army, had not thought of what the imperfect Unsullied would do in retaliation. So Larwen questioned several of the higher Unsullied, and learned from them the culprit behind this mess, the Unsullied King Brentylwith. He had marshaled the Unsullied to fight, but it would take much more then sticks to kill a Zalsarix. Such impertinence made Larwen angry, to attack his children, with such crude weapons nonetheless! 

The Unsullied would have to be taught a lesson. One that would remind them who they had offended. So Larwen walked to the entrance of Pervanon, at his tow several hundreds of Perfected Fae. With his perception he could see a the fog, magical in nature and obscuring the unnatural parts of the Anathema Mountains, the parts were the Unsullied lived. A new sibling had entered the war, Regulus. It was unfortunate that so many were against him, but Regulus would pay. 

He turned to the Fae and spoke, "You are the true inhabitants of these mountains. Noble and splendid in your new perfection. Your kin are misguided, this King knows not his arrogance to attack me. You, my children, you will be my knife that stabs his heart. Go now! Go, capture, kill or do as you please. Reclaim what is yours and remind these heathens the true order of my world.!"

And they gave cheers of excitement, flooding from the mouth of Pervanon to truly begin this war of the Fae. And Larwen watched them go, his sadistic smile revealing in the thrill of what was to come. Larwen then took flight, for there were griffons a foot, and the Forge hungered for imperfection.

Larwen notes how well the Zalsarix were bringing in the Unsullied, content with the army he was creating.
Then he notices the wounds upon the Zalsarix and the fewer Unsullied they begin to bring in.
He questions the Perfected Unsullied and learns of the Unsullied King.
He halts his war plans on Lasis' insects and instead will remind the King who he is dealing with.
He talks to the Fae at the mouth of Pervanon and gives them a speech.
He sends them out, the Great Fae War has truly begun.
Griffons are next.

No might or miracles used.
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