The First Dark Congress
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The gloom of night settles over the skies of Vailor, and from the shadows of dusk come the lacking sun’s chill; stinging the landscape of the vast isles with a late-winter cold which had been whispered amid the air but the hours before in the day. For most, the day had ended, and rest was ahead. But for others, their time had just begun!
Unknown to the majority of the mortal world, an event deemed the First Dark Congress was about to begin -- and with many attendan
Trapped within a perpetual state of purgatory, a Keeper stripped of his wings jets through the gloom-ridden foliage draped in a heavy, ominous mist. Huffing, he turns about-face. The individual draped in torn garments, stained with faded blood and otherworldly substances.
His wrist snaps to his rear, unsheathing a crude cleaver built from a gnarled bone and a jagged stone tethered to its ivory base. The bloodied and scarred combatant stands his ground. Eyeing the feral abomination before h
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