[Jacob]

His foot squelched deep into the soft, mudlike ground. A small rumbled came from his throat as he remembered the happenings that took place not so far away from this very spot. Obitus had returned, this time wiser than before. He remembered that last time when he had attacked the small village of Pyke that he was merely in possession of the body of an Orkhid. The creature was too humane, not wanting ultimate power in return for its body it killed itself. Abandoning Obitus and releasing the countless souls of children who were his downfall. Things slowly went from bad to worse since that happened, the Reptilian who was the key to bringing him back disappeared before any of his followers could perform the Ritual. And now the God was back to square one, pondering the moment were he would strike his foes. Get his revenge and gut Spider and his companions. It would be a great feeling to absorb that bastards soul...
Taking a step forward Obitus advanced towards a small cavern. Moss was growing on the entrance and silk webs had been woven near the roof of the entrance.

Obitus: "Guards...Followers...Reptiles!?"

Speaking in his actual voice Obitus spoke to the cavern, awaiting replies. Within time miscallenous voices came from the rock like door and slowly a single head emerged. The creature was of Reptilian origin, its black scales glistening as it entered into the sunlight.

Reptilian: "Ssssire. Pleassse, come."

With a grunt Obitus stepped through into the cavernous shelter to be greeted with the horror-filled cries of captee's. Looking around his sights were graced with that of Mudokons. Black ones. He was in awe of these creatures as, through his entire life, he had never seen such beasts. They were just like the Natives...but black. Obitus could sense their hatred, their power, their evilness as if it was some sort of intense, electrical current. In a sadistic sense he was faintly aroused by it.

Reptilian: "W-We gatherrrrrd th-them as o-ne gavvae birth."

The creatures voice was husky and filled with pleasure. He was musing over the screams and cries as his fellow specie attacked. Looking down down at his fellow Reptile, the green eyes of the host Obitus had embedded seemed to flash.

Obitus: "Intriguing...Where is the child?"

The moment he uttered these words the feeling of dread crept into the creatures entity.

Reptilian: "Thhhe, Thee chil-ld esc-c-caped. Ssssomeho-ow."

As it spoke these words it could see Obitus', its Gods, person tense up.

Obitus: "A newborn, able to escape? Escape from an entire army of warriors. Explain how this, this happened?"

The Reptile bowed its head, kneeling on one knee.

Reptilian: "Iiit ha-d a C-K-Kkeeper. Hee, he ran."

The grunting of the God signified annoyance and frustration.

Obitus: "A child would have been a welcomed feast..."

As he spoke his voice faded into a slur nothing and he padded around the small, dark cavern. Admiring the banquet of Mudokons that had been chained to the walls and beaten to a crippled pulp. These were to be his food. His source of revitalisation. His plan was relativly simple...take their souls, strip them of their meat and drain their blood. All this would empower him for at least 24 hours. And then, open the gateway to the Dracconic realm and snatch his physical self from the Gods that had it in their possession. It was simple plan. Simple with devastating consequences. The cretins of this very realm would feel the horror that was Obitus...And Spider...Spider would feel the torment that was Homocide...