User blog:K'eth, Undercover Agent/Ask my personal creations.

So, the last one was kinda a failure, as people kinda overreacted at things...But, I can still make it work...right?! RIGHT!?

You find yourself in the grey and blasted landscape of the Lobby, dead trees dot the land and the sky is a bleak sorrowful bloom of forever onward grey. The particular part of the Lobby is...better crafted to say the least, it's almost like someone blew all the dust from the area and put in the living room of a grandous mansion or castle, except without the walls or celing.

In this unboxed room, 6 of K'eth's creations are...hanging out, one could say. Dreamweaver the mantid-like monster with 4 scythe arms chitters happily with the Blade of Corruption, expertly called Corruption. Who appears to understand what the chittering means and responds with as much gusto in a thick gruttual accent to the mantid. Both appear to be in the center of this 'room.' Prime, the destroyer of sinew is appearing to have a hard time coversing with the shadow creature Obscuratio Hora, guess lava and rock don't mix well with shadow and magic. Nightmare (name, not the race.) the demonic oni has it's three pronged clawed hands in a crossed arm gesture, calmly looking at the surrounding area and the first to probably notice you. Necro, the dryder is currently reading a book that looks slightly strange, as her arms have to bend exceedingly to reach her face, but she manages.

Well...what are you waiting for? They don't have all eternity...oh wait...maybe they do.