The Viper's Last Rattle

[Myradin]

                                                               

Ample warnings provided were ignored. The swamp to the western front of Aphros found itself with another in its domain. A familiar figure of one of Aphros's own. Tattered clothing marred with dried blood; the matted white-locks that hadn't been cared for in days; the gash of clawed-tips across neck the finalizing injury that saw life snuffed from the woman who lay upon the ground. The only possession other than clothing was a ring adorning fourth digit. Gemstones of a violet coloration lined the band's center, but it was the inscription that stood out to those who had potentially seen it before; 'In the afterlife shall two of the flock graze side by side; on earth shall two twinned trunks flower sprigs of the same branch'.
                                                                                    

                    

But what was even more eye-catching was sigil and runic array beneath body. A perversion of angelic scripture written by the blood of the fallen; inscripted text circulating throughout sigil. A familiar sighting that was the prelude to past desolation of another settlement. The mark of a black magic practitioner that saw fit to step from the shadows and enter the light once more.

[Shadovarn]

"I'm going to kill you all."