GLACIEM & AMENTI

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New as she was the ashen fiend was quick to answer the call of her Ivory King. Eyes twinkled as the dame knew this was no ordinary call for a meeting; it was a summons for those who could and would fight for their King. Carrying her quickly across the place she now called home it did not take long for the Ivory King to come into sight. A smirk plastered across her maw as she picked a suitable spot to sit while a simple nod was given eager to see who els would heed the call of their leader. Strange, this was how she would meet some of the others there that called these pines their home. The King had been the first she had met and no others, alas she would have to remedy that later on.