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Death comes for everyone ......
Originally depicted as solitary creatures in the earliest monster manuals, at some point the notion crept into gaming that creatures such as these could be found in great numbers in hive-like warrens far below the surface. With the multiplication of their numbers, however, came the diminishment of their terror for any given eye tyrant was now simply one among many. With the first instance of a solo character successfully destroying entire hives of such creatures in the BG games the last pretense that such creatures were beings to be greatly feared vanished. Small wonder is it then that the great hive of these forums falls quickly before an assault as brutal as it is swift. Eyes, hundreds of them each filled with magic-like power open wide in fear as such power is shrugged off by the bold figures whose great forms emerge so suddenly from the shadows. Pleas of surrender and cries of submission echo between the unyielding walls of the caverns only to be answered by the cutting of swords until even the choking gasps of the dying fall silent, for the heroes of the gaming world are not the only ones that might casually brush aside opponents such as these .......
....... Elsewhere the stone doors and walls of an ancient tomb are breached and a band of dwarves swarms in sudden attack upon the lich who had made such a place the seat of his power. Wordless and silent is their assault and relentless is the anger with which they strike. Mighty is the undead wizard and resourceful in his defense and his enchantments have power to harm even such creatures as these. Pain, however, holds little terror to those once held as mere thralls by the Giants of Shadow and there is no pause in their attack even as some few of their number fall. The crackling of magical energy fills the tomb with light and sound only to be reduced to darkness and silence by the blows of many axes as even the unliving are given over to death ......
...... And so it will continue over these next days, days of slaughter and pleas for mercy that ring unanswered within these lightless warrens. The stink of death will sit heavy here below the earth and its oppressive heaviness will fill these tunnels with a silence that screams a terrible truth. Below the forums of the IronWorks the Giants of Shadow stand supreme and, with the possible exception of a few scattered heroes, none contest their claim.
ooc: It is likely that even the most insensitive of characters will have some awareness of the magnitude of what is taking place, for those characters that are psychically sensitive this might be a very nearly overwhelming experience.
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