Calling the Baroness Von Elix would be both a metaphor and a statement of fact. The fact of the part is that she used dark magic's, and while black magic's aren't inherently evil the type she uses focuses on the darkest and cruellest of rituals, including human sacrifice and worship to the pantheon of destruction and their ilk, and thus she is what usually the people would call a hag, but due to the fear that she implants in their hearts, they refer to her a witch. The metaphor part of it is that she is, quite frankly, an evil, vile and monstrous woman, only desiring to extend her already disgustingly long life span. She wears bright red lips
In Zalazem, there is a legend, this legend, like most legends has never been proven. This legend is about a sword. This sword is not a normal sword, as a legend about a normal sword would be incredibly ludicrous and boring. No this sword is unique, it is said this sword was forged from death's scythe, the blade serrated and black as void, cruel and brutal, tearing flesh and bone alike, leaving nothing but blood as a reminder of battle, if it can be called that. The handle shaped like a human's spine, with texture alike, which morphs to fit the wielder of the sword perfectly. The guard, shaped like a draconian skull, with horns curving like a
In the reality of zalazem, which resides on the borderline of reality known as the universe we reside in, is the city of Tempus-Custos. This city is splendidly unique, splendidly unique in the fact that it was entirely designed by one man, a man who had a vision of a place built for not only appearance, but also with a purpose. His vision was successfully delightful. The city was built to serve as a form of watch, ticking to mark important events in history. The city was built with towering and enveloping towers, with pipes ejecting foul putrid steam and chemical's unknown, which cogs and gears and other clock pieces of various sizes and shap
Calling the Baroness Von Elix would be both a metaphor and a statement of fact. The fact of the part is that she used dark magic's, and while black magic's aren't inherently evil the type she uses focuses on the darkest and cruellest of rituals, including human sacrifice and worship to the pantheon of destruction and their ilk, and thus she is what usually the people would call a hag, but due to the fear that she implants in their hearts, they refer to her a witch. The metaphor part of it is that she is, quite frankly, an evil, vile and monstrous woman, only desiring to extend her already disgustingly long life span. She wears bright red lips
In Zalazem, there is a legend, this legend, like most legends has never been proven. This legend is about a sword. This sword is not a normal sword, as a legend about a normal sword would be incredibly ludicrous and boring. No this sword is unique, it is said this sword was forged from death's scythe, the blade serrated and black as void, cruel and brutal, tearing flesh and bone alike, leaving nothing but blood as a reminder of battle, if it can be called that. The handle shaped like a human's spine, with texture alike, which morphs to fit the wielder of the sword perfectly. The guard, shaped like a draconian skull, with horns curving like a
In the reality of zalazem, which resides on the borderline of reality known as the universe we reside in, is the city of Tempus-Custos. This city is splendidly unique, splendidly unique in the fact that it was entirely designed by one man, a man who had a vision of a place built for not only appearance, but also with a purpose. His vision was successfully delightful. The city was built to serve as a form of watch, ticking to mark important events in history. The city was built with towering and enveloping towers, with pipes ejecting foul putrid steam and chemical's unknown, which cogs and gears and other clock pieces of various sizes and shap