Lezra Kovor'zki the Malevolent Beauty of Gloom, Chancellor of Eternal Night

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Chapter 8

She comes from a proud family of udgaard They help run the mines and profit
greatly from it. She is spoiled and cruel to all those who served her family.
She took pleasure in tormenting the servants of the house.. making them do
unthinking tasks. She found after leaving home she didnt have the ability to
just order others around. She learned to be a bit more delicate with the
situations. She believes men to be stupid and easily manipulated.

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Chapter 7

While wandering the streets of Udgaard she stumbled upon something curious
something unlike shed seen before. A statue that intrigued her it was a
visage of a powerful woman something in the like she had wished to be. It
contained parts of varied beasts. Even more curious was the blood driping
from the mouth of the statue. The blood seemed to draw her in asking to be
enbided. Slowly sipping but a tiny bit of the thick warm blood, vision of
terror clouded her mind. Images of blood and feasting, lasvish luxury, and
pits of discourse, as she steped back from the statue she leaned back with a
cackled in the night sky. She stoped a moment to compose herself and make
sense of the happenings, but she was changed she was not what she once was.

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Chapter 6

As she was once she is no more.. confidence, desire and blood lust has over
come here. The blood the touched her lips awoken something perhaps in us all.
A beast that thirsts for blood.

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Chapter 5

Its the moment she can capture as squeezes the last bit of life out of her
victim its that moment she wish to some how capture over and over. It there
she finds true beauty, The moment between life and the journey in death.
Thats where she finds the terror in the there eyes

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Chapter 4

I have ventured the lands to understand the true beauty of the single moment
when that last breath is drawn, the moment of terror in someone eyes before
they are be felled with death. Its this moment all men fear however deep
inside they try to hide it. However fast they are able to recover from such a
loss. However out appearances of courage they may hide behind. But its this
terror even I know myself and its this fear that I must conquer. I must
embrace my own fears that I can inspire that into the hearts of all therans.

Terror is an ideal greater than even the most powerful of magi and
the stoutest of warriors. -Some can argue perhaps that its even as great of
the gods for even gods hold fear within them.- Its not something to be held
yet it can be given. To conquer your own fears gives the ability to terrorize
others with their own. Men fear what they cannot see, so its in the becoming
of that ideal in which gives that ability to terrorize.

Terror has takes many forms like that of myself, terror has the ability to
inspired even an innocent of children to deeds of utter savagery and the even
most steadfast of beliefs to be crumbled and forgotten. Its in this duality
of the essence of terror that a follower of Eshval must tread. Knowing what
lies deep within them selves and using it to be unleashed upon others. And
what is unleashed may not be just a show physical show of strength, but like
a muse it will inspire the deep terror within and continue on. Never defeated
always relentless, for attacks on the mind will remain in grained in
memories, while those upon the body will eventually scar and heal.
If at the end of my life I was to please the dark Queen perhaps in the moment
I would be remade through the dark radiance in her image, a true muse, a
wraith to inspire terror throughout the minds men in an endless delectable
game. Its that moment between life and death, the last glimmer of the dying;
its this beautiful ideal I seek to become. Its this why I come to the Dark
Queen.

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Chapter 3

As dark shadow hovers above what was once her home. A realization is taken.
To be made a new one must let go of the past, let go of what they once were.
As night rolled over the lands an eerie calm rolls over Udgaard. As the full
moon is the only source of light in this night of reckoning. A dark form
takes perch on a build with a dark gaze piercing the night sky. Swooping down
on the front porch of a lavish mansion in the center of this vile city, the
dark winged form reshapes itself as a mature beautiful woman. With a creak
the front door slides open, the floor boards clicking at the heels of this
womans boots, only sounds in this cavernous home. With grand composure she
walk up the stairs pass door by door only stopping at the two door entrance
to the master bedroom. Wake, whispered Lezra into the ear of her father.
Rising quite startled this man of obvious stature mumbles Child, its been
years since youve visited what are you doing here in the middle of the night
even? clamored her father. Its time youve seen all that I have learned,
all that I have become and all that I wish to be. And in an instant, this
elegant woman forms in to a huge reptilian beast! Clamping down on his body
this form shakes and crunches on this slowly dying man. As his screams
reverberated throughout the halls of the home a last look of life seems to
glaze over his face. As the position of the man in the retiles mouth was, his
attackers eyes were able to gaze deep into his eyes. And with that last
moment of life SNAP! The bloody howls of pain are replaced with a gurgling of
blood and hissing from this dark reptile imbibing its feast. This man was not
the last to know the dark terror, as the dark streets of Udgaard were filled
with the screams of the dying this once proud house, now forever dammed.

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Chapter 2

My dark Queen, hear me or not I shall make this pray onto you. I have been
given leadership of the Chasm. For I have reluctantly been given these duties
I shall take them. With the coming of the prophecy I shall make sure that
Cculgra learn your teachings and that your will be done. You may speak no
words but I shall be your voice. I shall be the whisper in the night that all
fear. The terrors with the chasm shall be unleashed darkening this world. And
dark beauty that is you shall be the inspiration for this world to be made
anew under the dark night sky. My work shall be yours, but one tear is what I
shall shed for your passing. And an ocean of blood will cover the lands. In
your name my Queen, my dark desire Eshval you shall not be soon forgotten. I
swear upon my own blood.

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Chapter 1

Age has brought upon wisdom, she has spilled much blood and has been well
fed. But she feels as if just eating to eat makes her like an animal. And she
doesnt want to be some beast she wants to be eloquent like Eshval. Though
her hunger has not subsided (its actually grown) she likes to toy with some.
This gives her enjoyment from the drab. She also is an elitist and only holds
those of the court (or past persons of the court) as her equal. She obviously
loves blood and finds different ways of imbibing it. All blood is not equal
shes slowly learning the nuances between them.

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