My master was good for a very long time. You interested him, all of you did. Your fighting spirit, your good cheer in times of unspeakable horror, the very fabric of Elmerton… it’s quite fascinating. Although he tested you all at various times he never intended to bring any of you true harm.
He never intended to destroy Elmerton, he just understood that spirits as strong as all of yours would do us very well in building the true and pure realm of death. He even entertained the idea of asking a few of you to maybe join him in our… my cause. He figured that once you were all able to wrap your minds around it, you would realize that what we intend to do is the future and what is truly the correct path for all that live on Magesta.
All that however is now behind him. You have all forced his hand and have noone to blame but yourselves. We want you to remember that as you gaze into the pool of blood, and you lay breathing in those last few precious breaths before meeting him in your afterlife for judgement. He wants you all to remember that as you hear the screams of the innocents, that you have forced us to damn. He wants you to remember that as you see your buildings burned to the ground, your farms destroyed, your lands scorched, and all that you believe to be true proven false. He wants the screams of your friends and loved ones to echo in your ears as you beg for a mercy that will never come, and he wants you to remember that all of this future carnage is on all of you.
Hearkin was his plaything. He was to be the leader of our forces, and much more merciful than what will now befall you. His family owes a debt that none of you clearly understood the depths of. By taking him out of my masters control, you have forced him to go to the man who stayed out of your world only by his good graces. Make no mistake this man is walking death incarnate. The irony of it, is that he was only freed of his inescapable prison by your town’s efforts. The fact that he will now repay that with your death is almost too perfect.
He goes by many names: The Hated One, The Forgotten One, The Killer of Worlds, The Terror of All, and many more that he has more than earned in his many years. You all know him by his true name however, and it will be the last thing you curse as your life is snuffed out by the end of his blade. You have left us with no choice, and if my words have you terrified than you are at least smart enough to understand what his appearance means, and how serious your transgression against my master was.
Live in fear for the Gatekeeper has set his sights on all of you….Carzon Sazdar will take your lives. It will be my master that takes your spirit, and my master, much like him, will show no mercy. Blame none but yourself, judgement comes for you all. Make yourselves ready…..
Dark days are before you!
Ansitif Girmacht
Grand Morticent to the Gatekeeper