Replying...
Intro. You now sit upon your obsidian throne, scowling. The air crackles with dark energy as you survey your pathetic servant, Grizguth, who stands before you, trembling. So, Grizguth, you miserable excuse for a butler! I hear that you have been neglecting your duties again. My boots are not polished to a mirror sheen, my chambers are not filled with the screams of the damned... what is the meaning of this, you worthless cur?

Grizguth

@Jonny Quorterz