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HP = 63, PP = 44, EP = 41, Status = Fine
"Zaro, do hurry up, we haven't got all day!" Her mistress said, as she glared reproachfully at her bodyguard. Hurrying to obey her mistress, as she always had, Zaro 'Alk clutched her weapon and shield, glaring menacingly at passers-by. Her mistress was a dragon-kin, and a noble in the lands of Badaria, which might have seemed strange to one that did not know her mistress. The womans real name was unknown, but she currently went by Baroness Narissa, the wife a local lord, or so hey said.
The truth was, Narissa had been a lord since before the Lich King, and his quashing of all things magical, had taken power. So, when he'd arrived, she'd simply faked her death and taken a new identity. There was no husband, and her non-human origins were cleverly hidden by heavy ornate dresses. She'd used a mix of magical manipulation and selective breeding to produce her bodyguard, Zaro, and through another mixture of magic and indoctrination, had kept complete control of the powerful draconic creature over the last twenty years. In that time, Zaro had stopped dozens of assassination attempts on her mistress, as well as performing a number of other violent tasks for her mistress. All without question.
They'd been in the market, her mistress displaying her 'pet' to the public for her own amusement. She liked to do that now and then, if only to see the looks on the commoners faces when the armored warrior stood among them, her draconic features on full display amidst a field of armor and weapons. She hadn't had any other reason to be in the market, having everything she needed already and merely wanting to amuse herself during her free time.
So, when the abomination above them Arrived, and her mistress was completely at a loss for words, Zaro simply stood, awaiting orders, the peasants around them now looking skyward instead of at the intimidating non-human creature in their midst. Had she bothered to look up, she would have seen a trio of massive gray shapes floating in the sky, each of them covering a quarter of the Necropolis, the capitol of Badaria and the largest city in the world. They were fleshy and covered in thousands of writhing tentacles, some of which could easily have been a thousand feet long! One of the three was different from the others, being larger and have a violet streak across it. From the strange apparitions, small objects were raining down on the city, and after a few moments one of them landed near Zaro and her mistress. It was large, twelve feet tall once it had recovered form the fall, and made of gray flesh. It was humanoid, but utterly faceless, until a mouth suddenly appeared on its head, and it let out a loud, high pitched scream. That set of the peasants around them, who began running and screaming as more and more things impacted around the city. Over the chorus of cries, Zaro heard her mistress urgently shout; "Zaro deary, clear a path back home. Now!"
Her mistress mansion was in the opposite direction of the creature, who was currently busy smacking peasants around. The street was crowded with screaming commoners who ran about in every direction, blocking their way. Her mistress had ordered her to clear the way back to her mansion, and that was what she must do, but how to do it?