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« on: October 05, 2010, 09:48:05 pm »
The God watched, as The Maw disappeared in a flash. Sighing, he lifted his hand. In a split-second, the group were around him. Same deal as before, I want you lot breaking up into two and protecting the edge of the corruption. Friend of Nemer, you are to do so to. Nemer, you are with me again.... We need to speak with one of my brothers. Standing, the thrones around him collapsed, being replaced by two thrones facing each other.
Turning to the greener parts of the world, the God spoke. God of Murder, friend of Knives, killer of the innocent... I would like to discuss something with you... For you may not realise but we may have more in common then you think... I would come to you but alas, I do not feel at home anywhere else... So when you are free... Please. Come talk to me.