Disciples.

[Quintoz]

I offer the chance to serve me, the Vessel of Tekstone.
Only the following proffesions will be given the chance serve.

The master of chant and death, Necromancer.
The one who can create life, but also take it away, Druid.
The skillful lute player, Bard.

You know how to find me.

[Akkarrin]

who would want to serve someone so deluded. you honestly believe Dennac would waste his time with a mercanary like you?

-Akkarrin

[Darian Darkmind]

A young lady in her perfect disguise, nowadays known as an honourable priest of Law, walk through her daily routine enjoying the small things of life when she comes across a few notes. She grinds her teeth in both anger and disgust. "Since when have a puppet of Law known what my Lord desires", she think to herself disgusted of the way her once great cult has been disgraced by the weaklings.