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The Misthalin Overlord-Chapter 1

The Misthalin Overlord sipped his tea. All of the Misthalin Underground troops were now dead. He has not felt so much joy in pain and suffering since he personally killed King Remus II and overtook his kingdom. The Misthalin Overlord peered down and spied that his cup was empty. "Argan, may you kindly refill my tea?" he called out to his servant. "Yes sir! I will be back shortly." Argan was a poor farmboy who had lost his all of his relatives to the Mahjarrats in the War of 169. He was found by the Misthalin Overlord and put in involuntary servitude. He had fair brown hair with a streak of yellow down the middle. Argan was quickly searching through the larder when, suddenly, he had a thought. "ARGAN! Where is my tea?!" Argan was thinking. Maybe I can escape through the window, he thought. He stepped up and put his foot on the windowsill. He followed through with his other foot and out the window. "YES!" Argan quickly exclaimed. "ARGAN! WHAT WAS THAT?!" the Misthalin Overlord boomed. "Mouse, sir. I have killed it." Can't slip up like that again, Argan thought. There now lay a gate between him and his freedom. He hurdled up and over, careful not to impale himself on the spires. He had just started to run when suddenly... Argan's blouse ripped across the collar, alarming the Misthalin Overlord. He came out to see his servant running towards the woods. "ARGAN! I WILL HAVE YOU BEHEADED FOR THIS!" In defiance, Argan stopped, turned around, and stuck his tougue out at the Misthalin Overlord. "RRRRAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!" screamed the Misthalin Overlord. He stomped furiously back into his house and into his study. He picked up his old Commorb from his Temple Knight years. He activated it and an elderly woman appeared in the sphere. "Sir? I thought you weren't communicating on this channel anymore. "That may be so, Savant, but I have a problem that needs to be- *ahem* disposed of. One of my servants have escaped, but not before laying waste to much of my personal guard. I believe he killed them using Zamorakian magic, as we found a stash of runes in his quarters. May you kindly take care of it?" "Of course, sir. This is a serious problem in your kingdom and soon it may be so for ours. We will send a platoon of Temple Knights near your locale. You will command them from there. Savant out." Excellent, The Misthalin Overlord thought. His traitorous ways will not serve him much longer...
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