An Offer of Bribery

“I cannot believe that we are all agreeing to this…” Rethais sighed. He and a handful of other leaders were putting themselves some food at the completely open and magically refilling canteen. While Kohra, the tiny Kronospast leader, was helping himself to way too much ice cream, Agapia and Ver, the Temthan Empress and Vrekan … Read more

Job Offer Decisions

Arkay wasn’t feeling right. He was tired and angry and hungry. Mostly the latter two. Arkay’s problems were made worse by the fact that, over the previous week, he and his fellow Decay Lords had run into all sorts of problematic little things. Ship parts randomly breaking down, communications failing randomly, the food and drink … Read more

Whether to Say Yes

“I wish I brought a lawyer or two with me…” Kayel muttered as he re-read a paragraph for the seventh time. His mutterings were met with much agreement from the heavily built Rethavok on one side, the beaked Vrekan on the other and the slender-bodied, robed Cassid sitting in front of him. “I AM a … Read more

Repeating Patterns

“Things are too good right now.” Litvir looked up from his bowl of meaty stew to where Arkay was standing. He was in the middle of making himself a sandwich, but seemed to have just frozen in place. However, the emotions emanating from the little Decay Lord were anything but still. “Arkay, is something wrong?” … Read more

The Portalian Offer

A soft, floral scent filled the room as the colossal, serpentine entity appeared, surrounded by a haze of pink clouds and lilac sparkles. The Allbirther had arrived, with an awkward smile on her face. “My darlings!” Yisini beamed, surveying her surroundings and counting everyone up. “I am so, so sorry for the delay. Unfortunately Kinisis … Read more

Suspicions in the Making

Rethais’s buttocks briefly left the surface of his chair as the massive, armoured Banikan plonked herself down next to him. “Hello.” “Hello, High General.” Ct’Era wasn’t the leader of the Banikans. As a race, the colossal, horned, marsupial race were incredibly tribal and segregated, mostly in ways that other species didn’t really understand. But due … Read more

A Great Meeting

“Great little Leaders, welcome to my abode, please, make yourselves at home!” Fifteen individuals of very varied sizes stood, dazed and confused, in the middle of the grand hall. All around them were vast luxuries, neatly laid out in sections related to how said luxuries were to be consumed. Light twinkled into the room from … Read more

A Biased History Lesson

“Good morning, class, and welcome to your first lesson in Decay Lord logistics!” Kuta and Arkay were completely alone in the observatory. Several chairs and desks were set up, not to mention a large, plastic white board, but there was no one else around. “Excuse me?” Kuta couldn’t help but ask. “This all seems excessive … Read more

New Responsibilities

Kuta’s eyes widened as he watched the colossal, armoured beast tentatively erected what looked like a plastic tent in what Kuta assumed was the ship’s cargo bay or something. Lord Galyn seemed to have a hint of concern, but his movements were swift and calm, despite his size. “Do we really have to do this?” … Read more

Skirting Forgiveness

“What did you just say?” Retvik looked up at Kuta. They had just finished filling out the paperwork, signing Kuta up as a bonafide Decayling, complete with brief physical assessment and a cool little code name. This sudden outburst was that, sudden. “I… did not say anything?” Retvik blinked. “You said something about having intercourse … Read more

Disbelief in Reality

Kuta sat in his chair, feeling very deflated. Sure, he had managed to resurrect himself and cause his evil twin brother a great deal of pain, but nothing felt right. He thought he’d explode back to life in the middle of something important, pointing out how corrupt Litvir was and exposing the horrors of being … Read more

Unsatisfactory Explanations

“I think we all have a little bit of explaining to do…” Galyn grunted as he sat everyone down. “Arkay, did you put the ship on autopilot?” “Yeah…” Arkay answered, delicately placing a large plate of sandwiches in the middle of the table. He had no idea what was going on, but everyone was confused … Read more