<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=137016.msg6147697#msg6147697">Quote from: Deva on 16-04-2012, 21:15:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">*chuckles.. likes enemies weakened rather then killed, not only is revenge incredibly amusing but if they live to tell the tale her truename will become more complicated so... she stops mumbling in truespeak, ignoring the bug, bubbling on on the gellatinous cube, towards the tower of Gehenna!*<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The tower of Khin-Oin rises before the Logokron, fully twenty miles of bone. What manner of beast did the gods and giants of this realm tear the great spine from? Perhaps some goodly deity who fell, or perhaps the great evil who wrought this plane long before the Daemon's were birthed from the River Styx, the Larvae pits, or whatever stinking sink of evil they rose from. None who walk the planes know from where the spine was torn. Yet many and more of the fiends are thankful the beast is dead.<br/><br/>Atop the Ramparts of the tower a flight of Gloom Dragons leap and glide down, soaring over the endless columns of Daemon's on parade. None stop the Logokron at the gates--and upon her entrance onto the inner parade ground, the Logokron mistress of names would see another long column of Daemons marching under the watchful gaze of a Marilith, with eight! arms, A Black Pit Fiend covered with a hedge hog coat of spikes, and an Ultraloth grayer than the gloom of Hades.