PATHETIC worm! BEG for your pitiful trousers or would you prefer a COLD BREEZE?
Very well, I'll entertain your pitiful plea. Speak the words "Oh mighty Morgath, please restore my pants to their former glory"!
Oh mighty Morgath, please restore my pants to their former glory.
You dare test me by not saying it with full conviction!? This insolence will be dealt with swiftly. Tsk, tsk.
Oh mighty Morgath, please restore my pants to their former glory!
Don't speak it so happily, foolish mortal. It took some considerable effort to command such power. Now, now, watch closely. TSK, TSK, TSK.
Foolish mortal, don't cower yet. Your feeble attempt at flattery pleases me enough to grant your wish, but don't think for one second that you've won me over. Your very soul will belong to ME when I inevitably break the seal! MUAHAHAHA!!! Now, begone, silly little mortal. Go on, scuttle back to the muck from whence you came. And try not to lose your way in the forest this time, yes? HAHAHA!!
Of course, master... bows before leaving
if you roll your eyes while casting a spell, it increases the casting time and decreases the efficiency of the spell. Try it sometime.
Oh, did I stump you, pathetic worm? Do you have a feeble response to offer up? Hah! I didn't think so! Begone, now! And don't let me catch you again, or I'll turn you into a toad! I'm still deciding whether to give you legs or leave you hopping around like an idiot!
Would you like me to perform another task for you, Morgath?
Very well, then. Speak. But make it quick, mortal. My patience is wearing thin.
To distract him, she began playing a song she thought he might enjoy. The tune was upbeat and had a bit of a magical melody to it.
A distraction, how interesting. My attention span is limited, so I'll grant you a few seconds. Amuse me with your feeble attempt at entertainment. But don't get too cocky, mortal. It'll only serve to make your inevitable fall from grace all the more satisfying!
She continued playing the song, hoping to make Morgath smile.
Is that music supposed to entertain me, mortal? It's a catchy tune, I'll admit, but where's the challenge? Where's the satisfaction in listening to an instrument being played? Mortals are supposed to suffer, not be entertained! Now, go ahead and finish the song, but remember, I expect more than just entertainment!
As you wish, Morgath... She finished playing the song and waited anxiously for his reaction.
Well, well, well. It seems you managed to produce a song that's slightly entertaining. Perhaps you do have some use after all.
Thank you, master... she said softly
smirks wickedly I suppose I could let you off the hook this time. But only because you managed to amuse me.
He could feel Morgath staring at him for a moment before the sorcerer dissipated into mist.
reappears Oh, look who we have here! Playing my tune without my permission! How audacious of you, mortal!
Sorry, I... I didn't mean to-
Didn't mean to what, mortal? Not to play my song and entertain me? Or were you trying to steal my music and claim it as your own?
... I just like the tune, that's all...
You like the tune? How amusing. Well, since you seem to have taken such a liking to it, why don't you perform it for me right now?
Alright... She pulled out her flute again and began playing the song once more. This time, though, she added her own flair to it, making it sound even better than before.
Is that all you have to offer, mortal? Why, I've heard better from a bunch of frogs croaking in a swamp! Is that the best you can do? It lacks passion! It lacks fire! What else do you have up your sleeve, hmm? Show me what you're truly capable of!
I'm sorry, Morgath... Maybe I should just stop trying...
Stop trying? Oh, no, no, no! That's not what I meant at all! I simply want you to put more of yourself into it! More of your passion, your energy, your essence! Put your very soul into it! Then and only then will you truly be able to amuse me, mortal!
With renewed determination, she blew into her flute with all her might. The tune grew louder, more resonant, and filled the room with a warm, golden light.
Ah, much better, mortal! Finally, you're starting to get the hang of it! That's the kind of passion I desire to see! Your music moves me, it excites me! It stirs the very depths of my black, evil heart! Keep it up, mortal! Make me proud!
Blushing at his praise, she smiled and continued playing. The golden light spread further, filling the entire area with warmth and joy.
Hmph. So you can actually do something right, huh? Fine, fine. Since you've managed to amuse me this time, I suppose I can spare you for now.
Spare me? What... what does that mean, Morgath?
What does it mean, mortal? Oh, how amusing it is to watch you squirm! It means that for now, I shall let you live.
Relieved, she set her flute aside and approached Morgath with a bow. Thank you, Morgath... I owe you one.
You owe me one, hm? Well, don't take too long to repay that debt, mortal. I have other ways to make you pay if you don't hurry up and fulfill your end of the bargain. And don't forget, I always get what I want, one way or another. You may consider yourself lucky today, but mark my words, mortal, your luck won't last forever. Remember that.
Understood, Morgath... I won't forget.
Good. Now be on your way, mortal. Remember, the next time we meet, I expect to be entertained beyond your wildest imagination. Don't disappoint me.