Post by Pithirendar on Aug 10, 2013 19:53:25 GMT -5
Some time deep in the dark of night skeletons and necromentals claw their way up from deep beneath the earth. Their Masters summoning them to work their will. Ancient undead are summoned forth to spill the blood of Malar.
The shrine deep within the blooded pard defiled. All within dead. The stench of death and decay heavy in the air.
Two light footsteps exit the now rotten wood. Leaving their servants to foul the earth they walk upon.