Atop an imposing throne sat Queen Raia, a bored expression on her face.  The screams of lesser beings being tormented and tortured filled the air like ambient music.  All around the room, frightened denizens of the netherworld stood at the ready, willing to do her bidding at a moments notice. Their dedication was not out of loyalty, or respect, but out of fear.  Raia grinned, "servant. Bring me my next victim," she said with a regal accent, that did little to hide her malice.  All of the servants moved to do her bidding with alarming alacrity.  Moments later, a terrified peasant was dragged forward by two guards.  "y-y-y-your highness, I b-b-b-beg of you, p-p-p..."<br/>"Shut up, I tire of your ceasless whining!" Queen Raia stood up, an imposing figure, and grabbed Caladbolg, her trusty club which she always kept at her left side.  "Now you die," she purred as she raised her club above her head. Then, everything went blank.<br/>------------<br/>Slowly she opened her eyes.<em>"Welcome to the Maze of the Condemned, I am Master Adrian Mizuho, A powerful wizard who has brought you here. I wish you good luck and hope you survive."</em><br/>"What is the meaning of this outrage?! Return me to the netherworld at once, and I shall spare your life," she shouted to the air, her fury barely contained.<br/><br/>