Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20160820033218/@comment-25975584-20160826005410

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: She narrows her eyes at Valerius's bawling, then smiles a little.

'Feasting on the souls of your enemies... Yes, I have done quite a bit of that in recent years. Perhaps you know me, Valerius? You pray in my name, after all.'

So saying, a bloody red spell-circle appears around her feet, imprinted with a crest. A skull, two crossed torches, and a crown. The symbol of Androktasia, the spirit of Slaughter. He kneels, "tis an honor, to meet the Lady herself. What is required of me? What is required of the realm that worships you above all others? Perhaps to purge the Great Temple of Canaris of it's taint? or something else?" He begins to lie prostrate.