(You are a bad bad girl lol.)<br/><br/>The well that was to be in the center of town was almost completed, and the mayor, one Randall Smith, his wife, and their five sons, were preparing to see the final day of construction hopefully that day when the rain stopped.  In the meantime though, the boys were just starting to get up for the day, planning to take care of the horses and other livestock the mayor had in his fields.  The wife had sewing and such chores to do, but she was happy.  The mayor was as well, his arms wrapped around that of his wife's body as they slept still.  Most of the town was at ease, and why shouldn't they be?  The harvest was good, the fields were rich and bountiful every year, their children happy and healthy; life was good in general.  No one had any reason to fear something they had no idea slept deep beneath their town.  With the completion of the well, their town would only grow as the years went by.  The woodsmen that came to the town during the spring, hauling in much needed wood for fires during the colder months, brought along carpenters and stone masons.  As soon as the rain stopped, work would begin again....<br/><br/>((The well will be both a source of water and the only way into the lair for now, the old one having collapsed a bit after an earthquake.  Just setting the scene you could say.))<br/><br/>A thousand years ago...<br/><br/>When they had first come to town, Jacob and his sister had arrived, acting the part of poor and badly beaten teens.  The story they had come up with was simple and eloquent.  They had been waylaid on the road, their caravan ransacked and their parents murdered, along with all few guards that had come along.  Jacob had gotten busy with the dead bodies several miles up the road, he and his sister having waylaid a wagon and its crew, as well as drag a couple of orcs to make the scene complete and real to whoever came to look.  Taking the form of the driver's son was a cinch for the demon, his sister having taken him and the daughter away to an improvised lair until a better one could be found.  Such a simple plan, and one that would begin their reign...<br/><br/>((Shadowsteel, we can expand as needed our past history as we're able to come up with it if that's alright.))