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Siegfried's Memoir's Part 2
Religious_Pie
I write this, as thunder rumbles and lightning strike the bare ground. near the Warden's fort, in proximity to the crumbling city of Kramoroe, cobble walls, with obsidian lining, lies forth, under the rich black sky, for no stars hang tonight , only those who are loyal, and who are corrupt, I continue here, around 40 mortals and 4 ascended, including Freya, fight with us, there is talk of a Nether Portal Below and I plan on gaining samples, the battle is heating up, beasts from the depths of man's worst dreams clamber onto the rooves of encampments and storage rooms while firing vollies of unholy arrows and swinging rotten fists and corrupt gold swords around as if they were toys. There is a dark essence here, under the darkrock flooring, miles of hidden bunkers slumber, waiting to be awakened, for this is where the corruption is at it' strongest . Ascended shine up the tunnel's like beacons of pure hope, that we are not fighting this war alone, the maddness is breaching on insanity, a man wanders the fort selling bread as if it were a calm day at Kal'rog market! This is the first time I've been in a war, the stench of bodies fills my nose and mouth with bile, I hear people shouting they've found the Portal, it does not seem fit, it wouldn't be so high up, I expected it to be as far as tipping on the edge of the 'Void' As I make my way down however, it does seem fit, blood stains lies on the walls from previous sacrifices, nd inscripted ruins of a forgotten language lies vacant on the ground, I have found all manner of hell-stones, such as 'Netherack' and 'Glowstone' and even a small clutch fo Soul Sand. A piston contraption whirres and the doors to the crypt swig open, breakig apart as they do nd there it lies...a portal that could shake the world, a manifestation of pure hell cries can be heard through it, as pieces of stone and weaponry is sucked in and warped to a dimension that sucks the life out of a mortal man. Runic messages lie on it like a mad man has been inscribing them with accurate care for years, but these were not made , they were spawned. I shall continue the series, and hope to travel to the floating city, or stay alert for the next battle in Aegis, for it shall not be long before the Undead strike again. Signed: Siegfried Hathorn, Undead Reseacher OSRT