04-15-2018, 07:16 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-15-2018, 07:16 PM by Modicum Mortem.)
The fact that Arthas is agreeing with him makes the clown tingle with excitement. He nods at what the dapple days, taking in the agreement. "Sylva will have the back of Loess as well, should it ever come to it," He sneers. "Which I'm sure it probably will. So it's settled, then..." As he turns to leave, the other stallion catches him. Modicum Mortem turns his head, peering at him through icy eyes.
He was giving Mortem the child queen? As a "peace" offering. Part of this didn't sit well with the dark king, but his face does not waver. "She's a fine specimen, Arthas," He murmurs. "I'm surprised you'd give her up. But I'll take her...tell her to meet me in the heart of my kingdom." He finally begins to walk away. "We will do great things, King of Loess." He grins evilly to himself. "Wicked things..." And with that he slithers back into the darkness of the forest.
He was giving Mortem the child queen? As a "peace" offering. Part of this didn't sit well with the dark king, but his face does not waver. "She's a fine specimen, Arthas," He murmurs. "I'm surprised you'd give her up. But I'll take her...tell her to meet me in the heart of my kingdom." He finally begins to walk away. "We will do great things, King of Loess." He grins evilly to himself. "Wicked things..." And with that he slithers back into the darkness of the forest.
Modicum Mortem
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