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My Lord!  My Lord!”  The panicked servant raced into the room.

Lord Ryu looked up from the delectable feast in front of him.  He sniffed once, making him look remarkably like the baked pig he was eating.  “What is it, Jstor?  You are interrupting my supper.”

We are under attack, my Lord.”  Jstor wrung his hands in worry.  Would the old fool admit the danger here?  Jstor could see it and he was only a lowly servant. Actually, he knew a little about a lot of things.

“Attack?”  Lord Ryu levered his portly frame from the soft plush chair.  “Who is it?  The Skeleton Horde wishing to extend their graveyards?”

“No, my Master. It’s—”

“The Vlads?  Out to take our blood?”

No, sir—”

“Ahhh…” Lord Ryu waddled over to the large cage standing in the dusty corner.  In it, lay the unconscious body of a man.  “It must be the Army of Light, come to rescue their leader, Zoran, from my foul schemes.”

Jstor shuffled his feet wishing the pompous prig would shut up long enough to actually listen.  “Not exactly, my Lord.”

Ryu frowned fiercely.  "Then what, in the seven veils of Orzates are you talking about, Jstor?  Is there an army outside the gates or not?”

The servant gulped audibly.  "No army, oh Evil One.  It’s…it’s…critters.

 

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