(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

Spreading all six arms out and stretching her claws, Shara rises up onto her
tail, towering at a full twelve feet and encircled with a halo of talons. She
speaks with a voice thick with deep, abyssal fury and with eyes red as fiery
blood.
"Do you think your petty laws have meaning here, manling? Do the words of
addled old men swaddled in Guvner robes hold weight against the crushing
madness of the Hivers?" The blood drains from Mikon's face as Shara
slithers over the bar with a tail flowing like sinuous water, "Can you wrap
chains around the infamous fury of a marilith, manling? Truss up the
blackness of a fiend's heart for the Mercykiller's axe?"
One bare arm curls down towards Mikon as he backs up against a pillar, his
skin pale as smoke and eyes bigger than teacups. Those long, red-black
talons seem to elongate as they snap around his face like a cage, holding
him still as he trembles on the edge of soiling his armor.
"There is a reason this is the Tavern of Broken Dreams, foolish manling. I
have supped many times on the hopes of men from a hundred kingdoms,
gorged myself fat and happy on the wants of peasants and kings. By all
means, challenge my word here. It has been long since I have painted my
tavern sign red with mortal folly."
"S-s-so long as we understand each other," Mikon trembles, and the talons
withdraw.
"I thought so," she hisses. The Harmonium guard collapses to the floor as
Shara points a talon towards the grinning storyteller, "You are in no place to
smile, Athasian. This establishment works by my word of law, and you are
the instigator of this conflict."
Even the sturdiest steel will warp and bend under a hot enough fire,
Scii-tavakis' eyes widen and she bows meekly. It's a strange sight, and the
subdued tone she speaks in is unnatural, "I humbly seek your forgiveness,
Innmistress. I have been a poor guest to have taken advantage of your gift of
water and shade."
"Continue your tale and I shall decide your punishment afterwards. If it
pleases us, I shall consider mitigating it. Now," Shara smiles sweetly, calling
out to the entire crowd, "For the next hour all drinks are half-price save the
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