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Nargazor
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The woman spoke to him. Her words were twinged with pride and it was deserved. Rhodenin didn’t know why they built the walls first. It seemed backwards, but he wasn’t a builder. He was a destroyer.

”They called me Rhodenin,” he said. He rarely used his name anymore. There wasn’t really a need to. ”Call me that or whatever you like, Chosen. What shall I call you?” he really didn’t care.

Her words of Amogorath caused his gaze to turn to the other Chosen. His attention was back on his work. Rhodenin thought about how stupid that was. He would be so easy to kill. Just a spear through his ribs. He wouldn’t even need Saidin to do it. The thought of Amogorath’s blood flowing over his fingers was exhilarating, but he held back. The man was Chosen and Rhodenin served the Dark Lord.

”Im sure I’m more fun than your companion,” he said, turning once more to face the woman. ”What kind of entertainment are you looking for. I’ve been told I’m quite the dancer.” he didn’t specify whether he meant that literally or not.
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Nargazor - by Nora Saint-Clair - 11-29-2025, 02:38 AM
RE: Nargazor - by Giovanni - 12-14-2025, 01:00 AM
RE: Nargazor - by Nora Saint-Clair - 01-25-2026, 08:56 PM
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