Scions of Sorrow

There is a suppressed silence here, an unsettling quiet punctuated with the distant screams of the tortured and the gleeful mocking of their tormentors. You turn from the distant din and draw focus on the room before you. There is something distinct about this room, an overbearing sense of presence, yet it stands eerily empty. Confident in your isolation you press forwards, but the presence lingers, manifesting itself into a terrible weight of harsh judgement. You are not wanted here. Steeling your resolve you press on, eventually reaching the only feature in this room; a dusty tome bathed in meek candlelight.

Looking upon the tome's cover it becomes clear why your presence is not tolerated in this room. Here lies the 'Scions of Sorrow', an ancient litany scribed with the names and deeds of every champion to serve Sorrow in the war against the light. These are the names whispered fearfully in the blackest of nights, names of dark legend, these are the names of those who deem you unworthy to stand in their presence; the favoured of Sorrow, the resolute of The Soul Pyre.



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What good is a shield if you can't see the blade for the dark?

The voice in the gloom.

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