An Announcement [Backdated to March 13th]

[makainoou]

[Later in the day, once everyone has had time to determine they aren't in Kansas anymore and can't get back there, they might find themselves approached by prinnies. The little plush creatures will simply say that 'The Prince wants you in the throne room, dood' before wandering off again.

If they follow these instructions, they'll find Laharl standing before his throne with his arms folded. Once enough people appear to have gathered, he speaks.]

For those of you who haven't already barged into my throne room today, I am Overlord Laharl. This is my castle, and you're all intruders here.

But considering it was unintentional, I'm willing to allow you to stay here until the Dimensional Gate is fixed, under certain conditions. Either you can make yourselves useful as my vassals, or you can pay rent. Those are your options.

Anyone who doesn't agree to them will be made to see reason.

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[makainoou]

Keep going. I've got more demeaning things I could have you do.

[Do you really want to be demoted from mopping floors? And Laharl can't help but snort at the mention of a "safe haven."]

You're not going to find anywhere safe around here, and even if there was a place, you'd have to survive the trip first.

[He raises an eyebrow at Terra.] I don't know who you're hoping to see, but dead or a live, it seems like right here is your best bet.

[musicalplum]

[he's actually...really disheartened by all of this. Everything he knows about the world is being called into question, and not only that, he's powerless to stop her or even help her. His shoulders slump]

I see. As you wish, Miss Terra. For their sake, I hope they don't show up.

[he turns away with a flap of his cape, very dramatic like, and beats a hasty retreat]