You have been warned. Stop looking into my shadows, for I may begin to start looking back.
Do not search your mortal mind's eye for my name, for you will not find it. Do not search your meager memories for my face, for all you will see is unending oblivion.

I was there then,as I am here now. Hede my warning followers of Victor Lazlo. I destroyed him, end you futile resistance, or your suffering will be legendary, even in Entropy's cold embrace.

I have spoken......

Oh goody we have another wannabe bad guy telling us we are doomed. You will pardon me if I don't worry.

Greetins' From Maine

Buddy listen...ain't nothing scarier than the tax man come April 15th. Go home, get a grip, and find some one who gives a rats ass...
The folks here don't scare that easy....neither do I. So go ahead an rant, ave, and play mr big and scary all you want. If you wanna play with the big boys, Ill be the first to take yer best shot..Now thats some good commentary.

I see that examples must be made of. Your arrgance blinds you Shadowstalker. You have slaughtered legions carving your inevitable path to me. What was it that gave you the strength to fight, and win? Your faith, or perhaps something a bit more primal, darker. We will meet soon enough Shadowstalker, much like the others I seek. For now the imputance of a small country sheriff takes my notice.

You think you know suffering Ben Holister...oh yes, I know who you are. You will be first to suffer my wrath, but unlike the others you are ALONE. They will not come to your aid. They will abandone you to save their own pathetic flesh. Much like Victor Lazlo himself, cowards to the end. Expect retribution to be swift sheriff....count on that.

Oh you think you know what drives me do you come and see.

Greetins' from Maine

Jus' bring it on ...you threaten me I can let that slide...you threaten my tow..I kick your sorry ass up one side of the street and down the other. To Serve and Protect...thats right Im waiting...so do yer worst.

ER...he's wrong bout the rest you guys leavin me to fry on my own right. Hes not really someone who can like fry my ass in blink? Er..guys...hello?

No worries we don't leave people to fend off things on their own if we can help it.

Ah, Mr. Ron Calburn has finally responded. And how is The Lazlo Society's resident mass murdrer.
How vigiliant we are to defend Victor's name, when he would be most disgraced by your thirst for blood. Tell me Mr. Calburn, was it you faith as well well that has driven thus far, your conviction, or perhaps your strength of character The truth be told Mr. Calburn, you fear that most of all which you seek
most of all. I will not forget you when the moment comes for my revenge.

As for you Mr. Holister. I see you doubt my word. Check your PM and you will see I am a " man " of my word. You are not worth my time sheriff, so I will dispatch one of my servitors to dispatch you, or has it already arrived.
How is your niece by the way Mr. Holister.....

You do not threaten my family and get away with it. Im gonna send your pet back to Hell where it belongs. If I don't come back from this one guys, help my family.

Impudent to the very core Mr. Calburn. I see my mouse has a voice afterall.

To answer your question Mr. Calburn, you fear what all of you deciples of Lazlo fear...
The Whispering Dar ". You know of what I speak without knowing its name. That little dark impulse in the back of your feeble mortal mind Mr. Calburn, the one that tells you to pull the trigger. The sweat that pours from your forehead as you sit alone in the dark, with the barrel of a .45 pointed at your temple. All the while hearing the voices of those you butchered because of your righteous indignation. And to think the Summarians called me
barbaric.

First I will deal with the good sheriff. Then I will deal with the rest of you. But who shuld I choose to go first. Perhaps the spilling of innocent blood will catch your attention.

Maybe that death of one of your own will prove the validity of what I speak.

You should fear me not for who I am gentlemen, but for what I am.
Beware the dark, for I am in all of you.

I don't know who you are but you are digging that hole deeper and deeper keep it up and you will not like where you find yourself.

So tell me then Mr. Calburn, how much hubris does it take to wash all that blood off your hands.
You seem to speak the words of a saint well, to bad you know better than that. You are no hero M. Calburn, in fact, you are no different from the monsters you hunt. Perhaps it is time that a hunter targets you as his quarry. Im sure some of the others might enjoy that; maybe even Raven Celeste....

Ah...and Shadowstalker speaks again. How many sins have comitted in the good doctor Lazlo's name. Deny the truth all you want....i is the darknes in your very souls that guide you, not conviction.

Perhaps an introduction is finally in order gentlemen; though I have many names, in many tongues. For the moment you may call me Arawn....for now that is all you need to know.

So we have a bit of darkness in us you say, yeah I think that may not be to far off, but it is a part that we control and use to defend those who can't or won't defend themselves we do not let it control us and so you Know I have looked into the darkness of my soul and and bent it to my will and you weren't there so take your song and dance elsewhere.

Walked through the darkness yo say Mr. Calburn why you are still there, looking over you shoulder. I can feel your pulse begin to quicken as you wrap your fingers around that 45 again Mr. Calburn...does the truth about what you truly are frighten you so much. If you are so righteous, then why do so many innocents die because of you. You claim to kill monsters, yet several exist right amongst
you in your own orginazation. Would Victor tolerate suh abominations dwelling amongst his society. I think not.

A man of self proclaimed control and goodness. Very well Shadowstalker, I accept your denouncing of the darkness, but by your words it is still there, and as long as it is, so am I.

I am surprised only three of you stand up to face me. I thought Victor Lazlo's legacy would have produced more noble crusaders than that. A shame, and he was such a noble adversary. At least he stood upon his morals, though it cost him dearly.

Is he dead, maybe, maybe not. I left his fate in the hands of others. He may return one day, but to what, a society run by murders, monsters, and deceivers. The more I think about it, the more alike we truly are.....scary notion is
it not.

You want to talk abominations why do I get the feeling you have no room to talk.

With the Solstice fast approaching my power grows ever stronger. Soon the long night will be upon you, then what will you do. You could barely handle the " pets " I sent for you to play with. If I were you Mr. Calburn I would check the stomaches of those creatures,
you may just find the good doctor Lazlo.

Abomination...I have been called that by hunters before, as well as others who stood in my way.
More and more of my legions enter your world, most know not even of who it is they truly serve.

But he did....he dared to challenge me....that acursed night atop The Serpent's Mound.
He challenge me and lost. Though I could not destroy him, I could remove him, and cast him into the very core of the storm. If you dare to do better, then by all means, I will be than happy to send you to meet him.

The time for discussion has passed...I have already said too much. The lines have been drawn with the blood of the innocent.
The street of the cities of man shall run red. If you believe you can hold back the tide. I'll be waiting for you, just look over your shoulder.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.........

YOU BASTARD!!!

Where is she..what'ld you do with my niece! I'll find you you bastard and Ill kill you with my own two hands! If you hurt her I swear Ill hunt you down to the end's of the earth.