A front row seat to mayhem . . . .
And the bringer of our travesties came from the heavens as a burning fist, smiting our sins into the oblivious beyond. Our world was torn, twisted into the factions of burning hate, and sorrow. For the fire and the keepers of our ways were to establish a new set of law and order, bringing the Age of Havoc.
- - - - Jared: “Book of Truth” 004:D
The great journey has begun. Gone are the traditions of old, and gone are the winds of reason. Together we shall forge an alliance made for the coven of our humanity. We shall hold strong to this alliance, as we would to our limbs and organs. Joined are the races of man and beast. Together, we shall vanquish the parasite from our enclaves.
Our tools are fire, our enemies are the leaf. May we crisp them, until they are neatly brown.
- - - - Jared: “Book of Truth” 004:D
The great journey has begun. Gone are the traditions of old, and gone are the winds of reason. Together we shall forge an alliance made for the coven of our humanity. We shall hold strong to this alliance, as we would to our limbs and organs. Joined are the races of man and beast. Together, we shall vanquish the parasite from our enclaves.
Our tools are fire, our enemies are the leaf. May we crisp them, until they are neatly brown.