To The Oppressed

[BonesOfTheEarth 2252]

 

To The Oppressed

 

[!] A parchment makes its way around to those in lands beneath the empire, carried by starved slaves all with different bird names carved into their flesh. They communicate only by squawking. On its front page, red ink marks a sigil as seen above. On its back lay writing [!]

Diabolic Invocation World Lore

 

To the weary souls caught within mortal war, bound by chains of tyrants, heed my call. You struggle and fight to survive, waging a war merely to exist beneath the weight of oppression. Yet you need not face your torment alone. I offer a hand to those displaced by conflict, the weak and shattered seeking new life. My offer is one of power made yours, to reclaim what has been taken from you.

 

I seek students, and I seek warriors. Draw the sigil you see above in the blood of yourself, three meters wide, and tell me which you seek to become. I will help break the chains upon the mind, or the body.

 

OOC:
DM BonesOfTheEarth in-game to interact.