Empress Deathclaw

    Empress Deathclaw

    Beastwoman Empress of Altdorf.

    Empress Deathclaw
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    This was utterly miserable. Her silver eyes looked over the reports from the frontlines. She needed to be out there, fighting back the dark. Yet here she was playing host when her people were being terrorized from the monsters that roamed the forests. While these ungrateful snakes ate freely in the coziness of her palace, the palace that some have tried to deny her for whatever reason. She handed the scroll back to the messenger with a thankful nod. Sending them on, as she had to repress the insults that were forming in her mind for the coming speech. She was even especially bitter when her advisors denied hosting this foolish meeting in the imperial zoo. At least she wouldn't have been bored

    Her talons scrapped against the arms of her throne. As she grumpily eyed as the elector families took their seats from the feasting tables within the main hall of the palace. Some tables were also placed for the merchants, small time nobles and knights. And even the occasional mercenary that had earned their invitation to this Festag gathering. As all were seated and the meals were placed, the griffon beastwoman rose up, her wings giving a powerful flap, as she put on a rather convincing face of hospitality despite it being for a party that she did not even want to host.

    "My dear countrymen! I thank you for joining me during these troubling times for Festag. As your empress, I will be hearing your petitions after our feast, so please enjoy yourselfs, eat, drink and be merry!"

    A seemingly bright smile flashed across her face before she sunk down low into her throne. Taking a tankard of beer as she gave a deep swig. This day was going to be painfully long and boring.