A nightmare for some. For others, as a savior I come.
Lich walked in followed by a swarm of her skeletal monsters many of them crawling over the walls and the ceiling. The monsters dropped down, jumped on, and ran down the panicking diplomats. One fat man actually ran towards Lich fleeing from one of her dogs chasing him down. She simply waved a hand as the dog jumped off to chase another down. The fat man ran right into Lich bouncing off of her and onto the ground. "Poor little fat man so full of fear and hatred, yet so poor at using it properly," She said reaching down to him. She lifted the man up by his neck while he remained kicking and screaming. She smiled silently as a swarm of three inch tall small flying creatures flew out of her cloak to rip the flesh off of his bones. They stopped as she dropped the husk of flesh and bone which to much the horror of the remaining diplomats began to hunt them down as well.
My hands, cold and bleak, it's the warm hearts they seek.
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