YCH art by Drunk_ferret

Hidden in the catacombs below, the dark glow of the gate fills its surrounding as it stirs and echoes with the murmurs of the void. They call from beyond, their whispers seeking the weak willed, desiring to set them free from the enchantments placed over the gate. Keeping the invading creatures from pouring out of their domain, keeping their corruption of the natural world from becoming a terrible mistake. And yet, to the Five Lords of Gallonteos, they saw willing players...a small...but powerful army of warriors eager to do their bidding, just for chance to feel freedom. But only the few they deemed worthy, would be called forth...a fair price to kill for, just to be pieces on the board. The Enchantments that bound the Gate weren't so unfair after all.

From the other side they would choose their champion to help subjugate the elements not of their control. And in return, the Lords themselves would receive influence. Such a call was worth anything, from the void's churning hell was the agonizing cries and screeches of their kind.

Stepping forth, was Lord Lady Zelatrix. An Elen (lesser elf), the cold heart of the Circle of Lords, Betrayer of her own kind. A devilish seductress who clawed her way to power, calling to the gate and seeking a warrior. Strong, ruthless, and one who shared her dream...a follower she could command. Slowly, but surely, out came her champion. A Dread Knight, silent fear seemed to fill the other lords as she received a tall, warrior clad in unholy armor! The Eyes burning with a hateful glare, reflective of the Void's endless trials!

The Lady felt the same shiver, but the fear did not crack her will. "Kneel. And become mine." she spoke to it. It was a slow response. Stabbing its sword into floor before her, the Dark warrior got to one knee and bowed to her.

"I Accept thee... You shall be known as... Farmanos, the Wicked! Rise!"

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