OH NIGHT UNHOLY
"Hark, come yonder the white snow
A winter wind with fury it shall blow
For hither shall beasts that only old know
And strike a sick poison from below"
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IC INTRODUCTION
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Oh, come all ye faithful. Winter has come to the Western Isles, and with its cold and darkness, arrives a new horror. A carol of madness, one conceived by an ordered chaos, crawling through the white pristine snow that has settled upon much of the land. A beast, biding its time, crawling its way up the frigid rocks.
Can you hear it? The timber sound of the jingling of bells. The crackling of fire. The whipping of the fierce bitter winds. The chorus of a thousand voices exalting a new season. It is coming. Do you not hear the scraping of rocks? The cries of animals? The rumbling above the rooftops? The smell of soot and ash? They are coming. And with their bidding, they shall bring forth a force that shall be reckoned with. A poison that shall seep through the foundations brick by brick, stone by stone, person by person, till nothing is left but the chiming of the clocks upon a silent night. A land of happiness, a happiness that they want. After all, isn’t that what we all wish for? A very... merry... existence.
You better not shout. You better not cry. You better not open your eyes. Something is coming to the Western Isles, and you wouldn’t want to end up on the naughty list.
OOC INFORMATION
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