Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-24510587-20151030164455/@comment-25932172-20151031215253

The ground shook and the voices called out in an unholy chorus, for they praised the return of their God. A chilling song was sung and before any could realize, it had become too late to stop. Enxor was awake. Arxus reached for his Gjallarhorn but before he could even take aim, the floor gave out underneath him. And so he dropped, down and down into the dark abyss. The world had been consumed by darkness and in that dark lurked their king. The God of Bones. Arxus activated his lift and slowly drifted down towards the bottom of the abyss. The room was pitch black with no walls in sight; even the ceiling could not be seen as it was so high. A sickly looking miasmia drifted upwards from the floor. Arxus narrowed his eyes and looked around the room.