Role

Chapter 0

Far off in the horizons sunsetting skies, dark
clouds overcome them bringing total
darkness and despair with them. Blazing
blasts of electrical spider webs litter the
coming black shrouds embraces, sending
all forms of life bearing self-preservation
fleeing in all directions for hiding.

Raging through the plains, creating buffets
of violent winds, raining down thunderbolts
of surging evil, a cloaked avian mage flows
with the speed of a striking snake, bringing
death and despoil to his footsteps. Apexing
his fury's outburst, his withered body falls
to the ground with exhaustion..

Setting inferno and ablaze, the homelands
of his enemies, bringing flood and storm to
his foes homes, total destruction of all that
they are and death to any whom resist that
of what is willed, of the Ill Omen.