Badge Awards
Description
New Egypt has been experiencing record rain storms as of late, enough to replenish the Nile. Meanwhile Princess Saafah (Tiffany) has been suffering disturbing visions and nightmares. She wakes to the distorted screams of her mother Heba as if she heard it in real time.
Shadows dance in the thunderstorm - jumping, leaping, mocking. Every bolt of lightning boost their maddened cravings, every bout of roaring thunder parches their yearn-full throats. A hunger that cannot be sated. A thirst that cannot be quenched. They clawed their way into our world, answering an abominate call. Pity, remorse, mercy, every last scrap of decency or compassion stripped from what once their hearts by the cruel and wicked tyrant to whom they now must serve. Their downfall was their greed and vile ambitions.
Come to my world. Come now, step from stone to stone across the black and raging river. Feast upon my foes. Drink their courage, ingest their strength. Suck the marrow from their bones. Do this, and this world shall be your oyster.
Oh, you fools. You damned and wretched fools. Your souls reduced to hollow tokens. Your will and agency chained and tied. Jump and leap and mock you can. Excrete your cold and bitter mockery of terror. One act of selfless courage is all it takes. One brave soul ready to throw her fate and hope into the scale. To her the balance is all but hopeless, her fate seems all but sealed.
You dance about, waving arms and hands and claws of dust and shadow. You bare your bite-less fangs and twirl your wicked tongues. A fraction of doubt of hesitation, and you are free to feast upon her soul and spirit. You crack your whips and spread your wings of cobweb. Blink, woman. Blink, and you belong to us.
Scorn her all you wish. Whisper, hiss, and gnarl at her. Promise her the pain and terror of all the circles deep beneath the purgatory. Your words are spun of brittle glass. Your threats are void and barren. You have no power here. No power but what gives away. You have no power here.