Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25344655-20150908031022/@comment-26084195-20150908232340

The chanting reaches a crescendo. Throughout Nightshroud, in the black temples placed at strategic points throughout the city, the Dark Priests stood above the newest sacrifices. The chanting of dark sorcerers and even the general public drowned out all other sounds, shaking the blackness that covers the islands at all times. The Priests plunged their magical daggers into the chests of their sacrifices, carving their hearts out of their chests, and throwing them into the mouth of a demon head, that burned with purple fire.

In the tower at the middle of the city, Vladak breathed heavily. He could feel the black, tainted magic flowing past him, and into the summoning circle that lay at his feet. Now for the final step. He threw his arms out, chanting deeply, in a voice that drowned out all others. The summoning circle lit with unholy purple light, and slowly, things started appearing. When the tainted magic finally ceased, there stood within the now dark circle, four horrid creatures. Black they were, surrounded in a corona of purple flame, through which their red eyes glowed. They reached out their thick muscled limbs and stared at them.

"Welcome, my new friends." Vladak said in a soft, hissing voice. "Welcome to the land of the living."