Maraxus: Hello and I'm proud to bring you the next piece of this series.
Gnarl: Let's recap shall we? The first visitor was a scholar that wanted to study Zeph, and got eaten by him.
Maraxus: Then we had a member of the Silent Order pledging their loyalty to Jinx.
Gnarl: Let's see who's next.
An Overlady's Audiences Part 3
Jinx was still sitting on the throne, so the next visitor could come in right away. After a brief nod of approval, fire flashed down again and struck the ground before the Overlady, by now smiling in amusement, and as the light faded a tall, lanky apparition was standing in the hall, slightly cowering down as if he could feel the Tower's darkness pressing down on him. It was an elf, with shoulder-length braided hair and leaves in many hues of green and brown woven into his colourful clothing. Jinx sat up in interest. "What is your name and what is your business here, elf?"
"I've come for our beloved queen Fay, demoness," the elf growled. "My name is Twinklion, the only one brave enough to descend and do my duty towards the immortal Light! I know she's here! I know she's still on our side! I…"
"Queen Fay hasn't been in the Netherworld for a few weeks now," Jinx coolly interrupted the elf, looking down at him from the corner of her yellow eyes.
Twinklion fell silent abruptly, and tensed. His eyes widened. "What have you done with her?!"
Jinx laughed in bafflement. "Me? N-" she started, but then changed her mind. "…I, um, took her to my winter palace in Nordberg, I've taken to visiting her when I feel like it. She was Sayron's mistress, you know, and he was not in the position to take her with him. Now I've taken up the habit of amusing myself with her, a symbolic vengeance of sorts. Childish, I know, but as long as I don't have my half-brother himself, well, Fay will do just fine until then." She concluded with a cheery grin, so broad and sharp-fanged it shone in the torchlight. Throughout the hall, Minions chuckled quietly, and Gnarl did his best to keep a straight face.
The elf was quaking with fury by now. "I see I've come to the right place," he gnashed. "You will die for this, you monster!" He unsheathed his sword, a slender, gleaming weapon that'd clearly never tasted blood before. Jinx' grin diminished to an amused smile again. "Oh, I don't think so." She gestured with her left hand, so the amber gem pulled a short trail through the air. The trap door opened, and the elf fell a small distance, to clasp on to the sharp edge of the opening with a shriek. He tried to hoist himself up with all his might, but a circle of Minions was soon upon him, jabbing at him with spears and halberds. From the throne, Jinx herself came strolling towards him, and the elf looked up, to see a clawed foot very close to his fingers.
"I'd fight you if I thought you were any challenge," Jinx spoke. "But though you amuse me, you're kind of wasting my time. Goodbye."
Then her bare toes descended on his hand, and her claws dug into his flesh. Twinklion, the brave warrior, let go, and disappeared into the depths with an echoing scream.
As Jinx walked back to the throne Gnarl nodded at her. "The Unholy Lord appreciates this kind of offering, Milady. Insane with fear and rage and unfinished business…"
"I like keeping him happy," Jinx nodded back. "Bring in the next one!"
Maraxus: He didn't stand a chance. Though Jinx's comments about Fay were… unusual.
Gnarl is busy staring into thin air: Unusual wasn't the word I imagined.
Maraxus: Just don't let Jinx catch you, though she might find it amusing.
Gnarl snaps out of his daze: It's good to see another elf perish, one less to deal with.
Maraxus: That'll do us for now, please review readers. All credit goes to Sunjinjo (Iris) for her story and OCs. Till next time.