Originally Posted by
TheDarkDM
Nemesis
Liquid iron dripping from the jagged stump of his right arm, Nemesis' pride was undiminished as he beheld the ocean goddess. The ceaseless glow of his heart began to spread towards the wound, divine blood congealing into the malformed suggestion of a hand as he made his reply.
"Have none beyond these shores been blessed with courtesy? I am Nemesis, and you stand upon the shores of Karam-Kor. You name the Maiden of Light as Sister, but it was my strength that shielded her from this beast of the pit."
A flare of embers rose from his injured arm as he gestured towards the insensate heap of the Nameless Rat, the creature's injuries near-indistinguishable upon its nightmarish bulk.
"If you wish to make yourself a guest here, wave-rider, I would have your name."
Lying forgotten on the beach, the fingers of Nemesis' severed hand spasmed in answer to his anger. And as the bleeding from his arm slowed, molten slag began to leak of its own accord from the hand itself. All too quickly, it began to take on a shape all its own.