Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-36309590-20181022002858/@comment-36309590-20181024030555

Meanwhile in an unknown location...

A man clad in silver armor and a hooded crimson robe reclined in a throne and sipped wine from a jewel encrusted goblet. He studied the space-time window that he had opened carefully. Currently he was watching Stygian slip from shadow to shadow with ease.

(Almost as if he's one with the darkness around him. He'll be of great use to me).

A small smirk formed on the mans face as he waved his hand, causing the window to flicker from moment to moment rapidly. With another wave the man brought the window to a halt. Now he could see into a lab of some kind. He could see Goddard carrying out various experiments on a cadaver as his "assistant" Qissy observed attentively.

(Hello old foe). The man thought as he took another sip of his drink. He could hear Goddard walking around the lab to grab more equipment from nearby shelves and tables. He watched with interest as Goddard mixed together several potions, which caused a cloud of greenish blue smoke to billow out of the decanter he was using.

(Still as obsessed with alchemy as ever I see).

The man's eyes narrowed as Qissy moved closer and whispered something in Goddards ear. Goddard simply ignored her and went about his business. The man angrily tightened his grip on his thrones armrest as he watched her. While he didn't care about romance or relationships of any kind, he did care about (and demand) loyalty. And he knew that this creature could not be trusted. She claimed to serve Goddard, and even seemed to be infatuated with him, that much was true, but how long would it be before she turned on him in some misguided attempt to seize power?

(It doesn't matter.) He reminded himself sternly. (She's his concern, not mine. If she betrays him then it's his problem to deal with. I can't allow myself to become distracted. Not when my plan is this close to completion.) He closes the space-time window and leans back in his throne.

(So close...)