Apocrypha

The shadows move unseen, a stirring within the veil. They have claws, can't you hear the gnashing of teeth?

They say that during a cold maiden's frost, the dead of Mordskov scream from beyond the veil of veils..

Join us..

https://discord.gg/sFYHnhKg

We gather.. We come..

It wants our blood.. It wants our bodies.

We love the pale beast..

Soon..

Don the robes of a new beginning.. Watch them all burn to the coming of the end..

Those who seek the Schizo RP.. Should contact us for their first assignments.

In death.. We are completed.

The power to destroy.. The powder to slay an emperor.

It was your fault.. @ARCHITECUS

Mgep f'.  The uln ah mggoka'ai.  Hup mgfm'latghnah shugnahh, mguh'e llll ehyee ng l' epgoka mgehye

Come.. Let them taste you..

@NotEvilAtAll

A puzzle, a quarrel..

The locks remain, the enemy at the gates. They’re knocking, they’re dying. The crows feast soon after, cawing in a field of carrion. They must scream but have no memory from which to scream from. What am I?