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[NightShade]

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Nightshade had created yet another masterpeice another perfect replica. This was the guardian Puppet, whose primary duty was to serve and protect its master.

Like a tempest it kneeled in the center of the glowing ring of grave dust. She stared at it and touched her head, she felt almost certain the ritual had caused her skull to crack. It would have to be mended....

The force of energy in the puppets creation was something new to her and hard for her to control. The force of Necromantic energy that had filled the room of the Spell tower had broken every glass item therein.

One might wonder why they were called puppets these servants of darkness, simply because their actions were controlled by another. She had always liked the term a Political Puppet, as she felt most politicians were that and nothing more.

This gave her pause, a delicious idea forming in her head. A wondrous and amazing idea...A politician and a puppet that she controlled...

It would be dangerous, it would be a prize to the Zog Cabal.. it was on the list afterall..
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Something is Wrong, I can still feel Existence...