Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-5842470-20150824014628/@comment-4029377-20150824030300

Sarihash's demonic senses pick up and he 'feels' them approach. He levitates downards and goes to one of his subordinate necromancers, Althuz, to speak with him.

"My lord."the necromancer replies out of respect.

"We have tresspassors Althuz, possibly mortal fliars. Large mortal fliers."

"What shall we do sire?"

"We shall prepare, send some of our fire imps to scout out the enemy base and report back to us."

"As you wish, so shall it be done!" the necromancer replies as he bows his head to the demon.