Ebonblood

[TheHopscotch]

"You wouldn't rest while your family starved... Would you?"

Once again the sounds of sorrowful souls and chains echo across the Therian Mountains. 
None other than a still budding sect of fanatical cultists extending their hands across Esshar.
The promise of a show and grand bloodshed in the name of their goddess, a feast of which dragon and mankind could come marvel.
As one, beneath her wings.
Sacrifice, in her name.

"Oh, and... Immortals need not even think of coming."

The Ebon Goddesses Hunger.
6 PM Est, Sunday.