Inevitable.

Now, shiseiji's boyfriend Matt and I have role-played together quite a bit, and nowadays he and I have been discussing this plan for a campaign. He's just acquired a book for deities and demigods, added to his huge collection of other books. Well, once, he had me enter my first Wheel of Time campaign as the Daughter of the Dark One. How could I resist? I mean, he did give me the alignment test about the third time we talked over the phone, and what did I get? Oh, yeah. Chaotic evil. So, anyhow, we've been talking about a campaign involving the Dark One, and possibly his Daughter. And the other characters, and the creatures.

Anyhow, we were talking again and then, I remembered: last night I had a D&D dream. I dreamed I was the Daughter of the Dark One, it was nearing End of the World type days. And me? I had an undead army at my command. At least ten vampires, several liches, many a zombie. And what did I do? I forced a lord--the lord who'd raised me as a child--to let us stay on his land, lest Papa turn his wrathful eye on his disobedience. Evil? Moi?

Hell yes.

Fin.