Monster Mash

Emperor Tardel, the Third of his name, holy defender of Humanity, was bored.  The minutiae of running an empire was tedious when there were no calamities to solve or wars to win.  Which is why he was both dreading and looking forward to the Monster delegation's arrival.

"Remember when I battled the Werewolves for the plains and mountain range that now supply the Empire with most of its produce and furs?  Or when I pushed the Vampires that had infiltrated the Eastern province?  Those were glorious battles.  Unpredictable.  Monster magic is clever and powerful."  The Emperor, in his throne, seemed to fill the entire chamber.  Though he was rumoured to be one of the oldest mages alive, he looked like a man just past his prime, but still brimming with strength.  His hair had shocks of white, but was thick and long, his beard was neatly trimmed to highlight his strong jaw.  His eyes flashed with the power of unknown spells that con

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