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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Nightfane" data-source="post: 1279228" data-attributes="member: 15820">The First     At the edge of the woods surrounding Harin a rider slowly trotted forth. His dark clothes made him almost unseeable except for a green trim of horns around the hood of his cloak. This marked him as a cleric of Deyan, beast of the fields. Deyan was a demon who in deal with a farmer agreed to protect all the lands of his followers as long as they paid him in the sacrifices of all their livestock. Yet this cleric was far from the domain of the followers of this creature. For Harin was on the continent of Travers, a land where gods were merely images fools had placed their faith in. As he reached the edge of town something flashed in the fields around him seemingly dance to the low chant coming from his mouth.  "Nimothoth tetreoth Zintra Dalinsa IMGRON!"   Suddenly the fields ignited in flames, the source of which was from the blackest depths of the darkness. The cloud glowed an eerie red as it flowed to the nearby town. A scream clamoured forth from somewhere as the villagers ran towards their fields. All they would find was death as large insectoid creatures tore through them. Their chitonous hides were merely scratched as they were attacked by the farming implements. Just as quickly as the chaos began it ended. One villager still alive was dragged to the rider.   As the villager was jerked to his feet his shoulder's being separated in the process he looked into the bile green glowing eyes of the cleric, who dropped his cloak to the ground. As the man looked onto him all he could think about was the plates of armor bonded to the man's flesh. His topknotted hair braided by strips of dried flesh. His eyebrow pierced by fanged teeth. The cleric reached for his belt and pulled out a blade with dripped with some kind of a liquid. He reached for to the man and began to carve a symbol into the chest of the villager. The screams made the insectiod men laugh and dance. Under the symbol he carved "the First has come, famine shall follow in my wake". He looked towards the crop and a shrill scream came forth as every field surrounding the village began to burn.     An insectiod look towards the cleric, "Lord Migadith, is our mission done?"      Migadith put his cloak back on and smiled, "No life shall ever grow in these fields again."   His horse trotted forward now the hollow center of the body which swelled with insects could be seen. He petted hits head and whispered into the ear, "Soon you shall eat again, Soon." He mounted his horse and rode away his warriors disappearing in wisp of black dust.    When the royal entourage came upon this site two days later, it was said no one was safe from becoming ill.   </blockquote>

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