The Locust Swarm
Doctor Morlove Locus
He looked at the great porticulifs as they creaked and groaned like the breaths of an infernal dragon which opened it's jaws. Heart pumping through his chest, he still went through purgatory as the demons surrounded the towers grounds. A hundered to one they stood. "Surrender and join me, leave behind the life you lived and let us rule like kings and queens underneath his eternal might!" The foul mouth of the Dusk Monarch had spoken. Though he was no killer, the doctor felt his blood boil. An infernal rage pumping just underneath his skin as the bloods damned curse tried to bend his knee for her desire. "To live a king, or die a worthless fool who offered his own wife and tutor for naught. Naught but worthless promises and a gruesome demise!" It was an offer as tempting as her voice like crystaline glass. Though it rang like sweet honey in his ears, digging through his mind to assail it with pleasure, pride sought only to shatter those dreams. "Keep prattling with that tongue of yours, temptress. Delight in every moment it remain set in your throat." He saw how the demon wretch curled her lips into a bitter growl, as the terrible figures moved onto him with weapons drawn. A hundered to one, and he'd make them all bleed, or at least let his blades dominate to the day he'd fall. "Sure you want it to end this way, my dear Morlove?" She spoke with a tone more vile than a vipers venom. It didn't shatter his resolve. Though the curse run through his blood, and the fight was neigh, only one thing slipped from his lips before the carnage began. "I'll be your locust swarm."
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Species
Ethnicity
Age
32
Children
Eyes
Gray
Hair
Curly, blonden gold.
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Bleak skin
Height
1.8m
Weight
67kg
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