Authors Note: Hey Everybody. Very...VERY sorry for the long delay on this chapter. Other stories, life, have gotten in the way, but pleased to finally post the next chapter for my Overlord Story.
As a response to some of the reviews...yes I realize that I have to go back and change some features so it matches to the game/canon...but since it doesnt really take away from the story...and the fact that I DO NOT OWN Overlord...some artistic licence can be allowed lol.
Anyway...here is the next chapter, hope you like.
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Overlord Omake.
(Morbus is standing in front of a mirror in what he thinks is a lordly pose)
Morbus: The world is changing.
Who now has the strength to stand against the armies of Utumno? And Nazarick?
To stand against the might of Morbus and Ainz Ool Gown.
And the union of the two dungeons.
Together my dear Ainz, we shall rule this new world.
The lands will burn in the fires of industry. The forests will fall.
A new order will arise.
We will drive the machienery of war with the sword, and the spear, and the iron fist of the orc.
We have only to remove those who oppose us.
Thuringwethil, Saruman are secretly watching Morbus practice his little speech from behind a pillar.
Thuringwethil: (whispers excietdly) Our master sure has a way with words doesn't he?
Saruman: (whispers) Yes. But I can't help thinking that Lord Morbus should have shifted into a more...elderly form before he did so. Gives it an air of authenticy in my opinion.
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And Now to the main story
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"In short my lord, it appears that your great fortress has been somehow transported to a new location. Instead of being beneath the roots of an arctic mountain chain that overlooks a frozen wasteland, Utumno now lies beneath a mountain that pales in comparison to the icy majesty of the Ered Engrin, with vast tracks of woodlands in front of the main gain that extends for miles".
Allowing himself to show the tiniest bit of surprise at this new information, and conscious of the fact that the surrounding NPCs were patiently waiting for him to say something about the chief wraith's findings, Morbus delayed his decision on what to do by directing another question to his chief creation.
"And did our avian spies discover any settlements or signs of life during the course of their journey? As strong as Utumno is, I would prefer to keep all knowledge of its location secret until we know just what sort of opposition we might face if we sent forth our legions".
Pleased to see that his reasoning had been met with approving nods by his dungeon's most powerful beings, the armored doppelganger allowed his features to shift back into a thoughtful expression as Angmar hastened to answer his creator's question.
"They have indeed my lord. There exists a series of villages 4 leagues south of our current position, with the closest one situated at the edge of the forest. And from what the crebain can tell, their population consists solely of humans, with little means of defending themselves should they find themselves under attack".
Nodding his head to show that he was satisfied with this information, and taking a moment to consider what course of action he should take, the black haired overlord was pulled from his musings by the sultry voice of the dress wearing vampire.
"My lord, though I do not doubt the wisdom of keeping our presence hidden at this point in time, I question whether it is wise to rely solely on the reports of a flock of birds to ascertain the features of our new territory. Surely we can gain a better understanding of our new circumstances if we were to conduct a more thorough reconnaissance of the new lands that surround your great fortress".
Having reached a similar conclusion himself, the former librarian nodded his head in agreement with Thuringwethil's plan, fighting the urge to laugh at the brief look of annoyance that passed the white bearded NPC's face as he listened to his fellow general criticize the usefulness of his spy units.
"Your thoughts mirror my own Thuringwethil. Though the crebain are most useful in providing our forces with aerial intelligence, they are somewhat limited when more detailed knowledge is required. Nevertheless, I would appreciate it if you kept your verbal attacks on your comrade to a minimum. You are both Supreme Generals of Utumno, and as I have already explained, I won't hesitate to remove you from your position if you act in a manner that is not befitting of your station".
Seeing the vampire sorceress bow her head in submission as she accepted his rebuke, Morbus turned his now narrowed gaze towards the now smirking wizard and the leather clad red head.
"Saruman, I want you to mobilize your most agile warg scouts and have them patrol the lands that lie between the main gate and the edge of the forest. If they happen to come across any individual wanderer, they are to capture them alive and bring them back to Utumno for questioning. However, and I stress the importance of this, they are to take special care to avoid detection if they are unable to successfully capture their target. Do I make myself clear"?
Thrilled that his master was providing him with a chance to prove himself worthy of his position, Saruman bowed his head to show that he would obey the armored doppelganger's order to the letter.
"Perfectly my lord. I assure you, I will not fail the task you have given me".
Giving the white haired wizard a single nod to show his satisfaction with his show of deference, Morbus turned his attention to the now kneeling assassin, taking a moment to admire the way her skin tight uniform clung to her substantial curves before issuing her with a set of orders.
"As for you Mara, you are to select 2 doppelgangers, 1 Sith assassin, and 3 Hands for the task of infiltrating the villages that lay along the border of the forest. I want to know who their associated with, the abilities of their greatest warriors, and whether or not this land is at peace or war. Such information could prove useful in the long term".
Nodding her head to show that she understood her orders, the red haired assassin managed to surprise her fellow general by asking her creator's most treasured ally something that he had completely managed to overlook.
"It will be done my lord. Do you wish for me to also listen for any rumors that may indicate whether or not similar beings of your stature have also joined us in this new world? Cause it stands to reason that their might be others out there with the same capabilities as our forces".
Upset with himself for overlooking this rather important detail, the black haired overlord moved to agree with the green eyed NPC's judgement, only to be interrupted by the sudden pulsing aura of a visibly enraged vampire.
"How dare you question the orders Lord Morbus has given you. You were given your assignment girl, so theirs no reason for you to try and curry more favor by asking for more than a bimbo like yourself can handle".
Surprised though he was by the sudden venom that was now present in the lovely NPC's tone, Morbus was even more shocked when the previously emotionless red head responded to her colleague's criticism with equal, if not superior vitriol.
"It is the sworn duty of every servant of Utumno to ensure that they carry out the desired wishes of their lord and master to the best of their abilities. And since Lord Morbus has assignment me the important task of finding out the what kind of threat the local populace pose to his greatness, it stands to reason that he would also want to know if their are any rumors about other godly beings that could derail his plans for the future. Perhaps if you weren't such a blood lusting lunatic, you would have reached this conclusion for yourself instead of questioning my unshakable loyalty to our master. But then, its highly probable that your mind is on other things besides the well being of this fortress and it's ruler".
Amused though he was by the developing cat fight, especially since this was the first time he had ever witnessed two beautiful women fighting for his approval, the former librarian knew that he had to step in before things got out of hand. And seeing that his earlier verbal warnings had been insufficient to keep such an occurrence from happening, the increasingly confident overlord decided that this time, actions would speak louder than words.
Once again focusing on what he wanted his newfound magical abilities to accomplish, and pleased with his earlier foresight on practicing his powers on the lowest creatures of his now real dungeon, Morbus clenched his hand and said the one word that would activate one of his favorite spells.
"Choke".
Taking a moment to enjoy the latest display of his power, though he was somewhat disturbed to see a matching pair of sadistic grins on the faces of the two elderly NPCs, Morbus allowed the pair of feuding females to dangle in the air for a while longer as he made his displeasure known.
"I realize that tensions are running a bit high right now. Utumno has been transported to a new world, and you both wish to do your part in ensuring that it is prepared for whatever peril we might face in the future. However, I believe I have already expressed my opinions regarding any signs of squabbling between my Supreme Generals. So the next time you two have disagreements with each other, kindly keep in mind that I will not be as merciful as I am now. Understood"?
Receiving identical nods from the struggling pair, the armored doppelganger released his invisible grip on the 2 female generals before turning his attention towards the the reptilian NPC.
"Ancalagon, my memory regarding the specifics of your race's less well known abilities is a bit hazy, so remind me whether or not if its only the winged members of your kind that possess telescope vision, or if its a trait that all dragons have"?
Rumbling with satisfaction that his master had seen fit to seek his aid in strengthening the defenses of the underground kingdom, the black scaled dragon took a moment to consider the question before settling on an appropriate response.
"All members of my kind possess the same basic abilities my lord. But I confess that only those that have been blessed with the power of flight can get the most use out of our superior vision".
Accepting Ancalagon's prideful boasting with a simple nod of his head, and wishing to ensure that he did not offend the overly large NPC, Morbus adopted a tone that while respectful nevertheless conveyed that he was the master of all who dwelt in the dungeons of Utumno.
"Then it is a good thing that the tasks I have in mind requires both the talents of your winged brethren, and those who have not been graced with the same means of transportation. I trust that even if they are flightless, your ground troops are nevertheless agile enough to move quickly if the situation calls for it"?
Curious as to what his lord and master had in mind, the large dragon nodded his head in agreement and listened attentively as Morbus outlined the next phase of his plan.
"Since Saruman and Mara will be directing their reconnaissance efforts to the forest and lands that lay in front of the great gate, I want your forces to begin surveying the mountainous terrain that lies behind us. I want to know if these mountains are inhabited, if there are unexplored cave systems rich with natural resources. Everything. I want to discover if Utumno is the only kingdom dwelling beneath these mountains".
Bowing his head in compliance with the Overlord's wishes, the dragon turned to leave, but halted his departure as the doppelganger provided him with additional orders.
"If your dragons do find any traces of civilization in the mountains, they are to follow the same guidelines that I have layed out for the warg scouts. They are to avoid detection for as long as possible, and they are to bring back any being they come across alive and unspoiled. Knowledge is power after all, and I will have that knowledge".
Inclining his head to show that he understood the parameters of his mission, and feeling amusement at the fact that his chosen scouts would no doubt grumble at these restrictions, though they would follow their orders without fail, the black scaled reptile left the barren field, intent on fulfilling the wishes of his lord.
Hiding his relief at having once again survived the rather intimidating task of telling a dragon what to do, though he was beginning to believe that there had been no reason to worry, the armored doppelganger turned his attention to his remaining servants
"As for the rest of you, until we get more detailed knowledge about our new circumstances, I want you to simply keep your main forces at the ready. For it is highly possible that the scouts will discover either a hostile army marching on our gates, or potentially a land that is unaware of our existence but no less prepared to defend itself? Do I make myself clear"?
Receiving nods of obedience from each of his servants, Morbus turned to leave, but couldn't help allowing his curiosity to get the better of him. For despite their displays of submission, not to mention the previous squabbling they had done to gain his favor, the armored doppelganger couldn't help but voice a question that was unknowingly being asked by another dungeon master.
"Since your all here, minus Ancalagon of course, perhaps you would like to tell me what you all think of me. The opinions of my most powerful servants would do much to help me plan for whatever trials that lay ahead of us".
Hoping that they would buy his rather flimsy explanation, the former librarian adopted an expression that would hopefully mask his anxious curiosity as he listened to each of the assembled Supreme Generals answer his question.
"You are the one responsible for creating me and my comrades. And for that, not only do we acknowledge you as the sole being alive who possess the right to lead us, we would also gladly give up our existence if it meant furthering your goals".
Pleased at his strongest creation's display of loyalty, since it meant that he had at least 9 powerful warriors at his beck and call should he find himself needing their aid, the armored doppelganger nodded his head in satisfaction before turning his attention towards the kneeling form his predecessor's chief creation.
"While you may not have been the one responsible for giving us life, your victory over our creator has proven that you are more than worthy enough to lead us my lord. We pledge to you our unwavering loyalty".
Accepting the chief Balrog's show of submission with a respectful, if a somewhat haughty nod, Morbus had to resist the urge to sigh in exasperation as the elderly pair of NPCs tried to one up one another in their attempt to reassure him of their loyalty.
"I am most grateful to be given a chance to serve under a being such as yourself my lord. Your power, your intelligence, and your will greatly surpass my own humble abilities, and I will do my utmost to devote all of my being to ensure that you never have cause to dismiss me from your benevolent rule".
Bowing low until his beard touched the ground, the white wizard shot a look of displeasure at his yellow eyed rival as he attempted to outdo his display of loyalty.
"You are the strongest being that has ever walked these halls my lord. A lesser being such as myself is grateful for the chance to offer up whatever I can to ensure your everlasting glory".
Feeling mildly uncomfortable with the elderly NPCs show of submission, though he rationalized that it had to do with the fact that they had been modelled after the more treacherous characters of his favorite sci fi and fantasy series, the armored doppelganger nevertheless managed to conceal his discomfort as he nodded his head in thanks to their display of loyalty.
Turning his attention towards the now kneeling vampire, doing his best to keep his attention firmly fixed on her face rather than the bountiful cleavage that her low cut dress was now displaying, Morbus somehow managed to keep his cool demeanor as he listened to Thuringwethil's declaration.
"You are the very definition of perfection my lord. Not only are your powers and intellect far superior to us lowly Supreme Generals, but you also manage to surpass all of your predecessors before you. If the forces of Utumno are to emerge triumphant during this unexpected crisis, then it is essential that you be the one to lead us".
Doing his best to ignore the noticeably lustful tone of the slightly breathless vampire, though he had to admit that he was rather pleased that he had such a lovely woman pledge her undying devotion towards him, the armored doppelganger nodded his head to show that he accepted Thuringwethil's display of loyalty before he turned his attentions towards the pseudo offspring of his former ally.
FrauleinDarkSide
"And what about you Mara? I trust that like your comrades you also have a personal opinion regarding my status as your master"?
Nodding her head in a manner that no one could possibly mistake to mean anything else but total agreement with Morbus's observation, the leather wearing red head kept her suddenly expressive eyes on the ground as she voice her thoughts about her creator's most trusted comrade.
"Yes my lord I do. Since you were Lady FrauleinDarkSide's greatest ally, not to mention the fact that you have been the Master of Utumno for far longer than your peers, you have my undivided loyalty. I pledge to you that as long as I live, you shall never have to worry about me leaving your side".
Reassured by the words of the green eyed assassin, and judging that he could learn nothing more at this point in time, the amber eyed shape shifter gestured for the still kneeling NPCs to rise before voicing his own thoughts.
"I see. It gladdens my heart to see that you all hold me in such high regard. Continue to serve me well and I will gladly due the same. But fail me, or betray me in anyway, and I assure you that I won't hesitate in reminding you why I am the only Shadow Lord left. Is that understood"?
Receiving reverent nods from all of the assembled NPCs, though he detected that the vampiric general had taken his message in a way that he had not intended, the armored doppelganger dismissed the assembled group with a wave of his hand.
"Good. Now go complete the tasks I have set for you. And do not disturb me unless it is a matter of grave importance. Angmar, you stay. I have some final orders for you".
Watching the creations of his teammate's leave with a measuring gaze, which enabled him to catch more than one jealous glare towards the armored wraith, Morbus waited for the last of them to depart before turning his attention toward his chief creation.
"I did not wish to discuss this in front of the others Angmar but tell me. In the event of a rebellion, the forces of this dungeon would remain loyal only to me, regardless of who their commanding officer is"?
Receiving a nod from the robed NPC, Morbus allowed a satisfied smirk to cross his face as Angmar replied in his casually delivered inquiry.
"That is correct my lord. The armies of Utumno will only follow the commands of the reigning Shadow Lord, and you are the only one who can possess that title now. But I assure you that if any of my…comrades should display even an inkling of disloyalty, I will not hesitate to cut them down where they stand".
Satisfied with the answer he had received from his unofficial second in command, though he would keep that to himself until he felt more secure in his position, the former librarian decided to make use of his temporary moment of freedom.
"I am grateful to hear you say that Angmar. Now leave me. I have some tasks to attend to, and I'm afraid that you can be of no help to me in this endeavor".
Receiving a reluctant, yet nonetheless accepting nod from the wraith, the armored doppelganger once again activated the spell that would allow him to fly. For his destination was located deep within the bowels of Utumono, and he had no desire to walk there when he could fly.
And before long, he found himself standing in front of the black iron doors that like the treasury, would only open for those who answered the question that only appeared after reciting another line of verse from one of Tolkien's works.
Or at least the film adaptation of the British's author's book.
"Pound, Pound. Far Underground. Down down down in Goblin Town"
Shaking his head at the foolishness of this activation phrase, though he had to admit that the entire song was kind of catchy, Morbus read out loud the appearing question that would allow the doors to open.
"What was the name of the weapon that Sauron's master wielded during the First Age"?
Having been the one to come up with this question in the first place, the armored doppelganger confidently spoke it.
"Grond".
And just like that, the giant doors swung open with a heavy groan, allowing the ruler of Utumno 2.0 access into the only room in the dungeon that reminded him his former life outside of the game.
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And I think here's a good place to end it lol.
As always, please review...no flames.
And will get back to this when I can :)