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*as she stands at the oblivion tree, the once great strength of nature, curropted by dennacs will, she use's the tree's power to send a message across the lands.*
You alll know my strength my power,
You have all watched me destroy towns,Kill heros, but my power is endless,
for that is dennacs gift,
if you wish to join his embrace,
to feel the same strength i feel,
bring me the heads of three people,
to prove you have the stomic to stand the course,
if you are a member of nature imperial or law then the three heads you bring must be of your own brothers and sisters, dare to find us even with the intent of joining my cult without the heads, will result in doom.
this is my last chance to give you freedom from the hell thats coming.
*she blow's out the candels around the tree, cutting off the magic connection, "all i have to do now is wait"
forget it Calamity, this is the most desperate attempt to get new members i have ever seen, your war is over. the Tekstone is beaten look around and you will see it is just you and a mercenary fighting a war which has already ended.
Uzriel's lips pulled into a smirk, smoke creeping from his mouth. He looked up at the ceiling of his room, playing the sound of the voice in his mind over and over. I'm not into Dennac..but man, that chick has some style. She'd probably stuff a scepter down my throat if I tried to hit on her.. Uzriel tapped his blunt, the ashes fell into his favorite tray. He exhaled a ring of smoke, then blew it away. Woman's gonna cause some beautiful chaos..
