Raziel Narlams' Shrine!---
*Through the halls of the citadel a dark figure bearing heavy armor moves with quickness. It looks to an Unborn, and its hollow eye sockets flare a noxious green fire. The Unborn cowers at the large skeleton clad in metal. It Cackles at the Unborn and hisses it's command.*---
Raziel Narlam: Flessshling messs can nysss ssspell. Messs commandssss it write messh a report for thesssh Masstersss.
Unborn: Ye... Y.. Yes M...!
*Slap!!*Raziel Narlam: Jussst write!!
Unborn: *takes out a pen and parchment hastily*Raziel Narlam: Massstersss mess hasss done a great deed thisssh eve. Under thesssh cover of darknesss mess reaped many sssoulss to build thisss ssshrine. It isss mess bessst ssshrine ever
*Cackle* ---
*The unborn continues too write when the figure grows impatient with the unborns shaky handwriting. The skeletons eye sockets flare noxious green once more as it cackles and raises its blade. It lops the unworthy unborns head off spraying some blood onto the parchment. The skeleton rolls up the bloody parchment with a sketch of the shrine, and leaves it on the desk.*
Hail thesssh Guardian!!!
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