ARTIFACTS For a long time were always valuable arcane artifacts stolen from grave monuments and banquets. The thief was not easy to grasp. Except for a few holes in the ceiling and walls, bizzelnd-blue sparks, and a closing in the dimensional gateway, lacked any trace of the perpetrators. Lord Kain was thrilled, of course, little, gathered his clan leaders and urged them to take a position on the most important buildings and thus to put an end to the unholy. Should be of grave robbers arrested. The cat does not the mice, and not the thieves stealing. A short time later when he became Lord Raziel ruler of the shows. Following an informant told us. He is happy to play shape shifter, and mice. "Sire, the thief has taken". Raziel bent the knee and paid homage to his master Kain. "Come on! The robber is in the basement". By no means a basement storage room for potatoes or bulky waste was meant. Rather, it was a nickname for the dungeons, which were located in the lower section of the building. Kain followed Raziel in these premises and opened his eyes wide. "A woman? You do not want to say that we have excluded such a little girl in shorts". Raziel nodded, although he could not suppress a slight baring teeth. "Who does she work?". Kain was visibly annoyed, although he had repeatedly advised Raziel to show even a bit more leg. This increased the sympathy for the female subjects. Raziel scratched his head with the claw. "She says she works for the dynamic Chystal". Raziel and Kain did it for scratching as well. Where? This forbids the decency to mention it. "Hm, never heard of! Ei dos is unbelievable! We have been looking for sponsors, why has the one?" It was probably because the young woman had enormous horns and wearing tight pants. Raziel left shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe you should also indicate something more chest and tighten those hot pants, which always goes down well". Angrily waving from the ruler. "And who is she?". Raziel raised his claw. "Her name is Clara Loft. I've caught them in as Meatball, uh-Citadel wanted to steal an artifact". Cain made an angry face. "And what's that?". Raziel took cover. "Caution Kain! The maintenance somewhere else! Turel has already shot down one ear and thus Zephon took two hours to sew the cloth again!" Lord Kain contemptuously crumpling to the club guns and threw them into a corner. "Hmm, that still looks quite tasty!". He looked at the chained robber who was now but one easily frightened. Kain smiles and came one step closer ... "I love fast food chains". What happened after that is beyond our knowledge. Our informant was discovered and had to decamp, which he found it. But this much is known: our Lord was again successfully! Lord Kain has the sinister doings of the grave robbers to an end. It's a story I wrote for the German edition of Nosgoth-Times. I hope the English translation is understandable, unfortunately, is always much wit lost by translation. Thank you for looking, comments and favs^^ Better look in fullsize^^ The Raziel- morph is from Seedydeedee The Kain -morph is mine.