Ravage marches into the armory presenting proudly the Sword of Chult she once wielded against hundreds of goblins, sewer scamps and undead.
She then raises it high towards the foundry and sacrifices it to the lava without regreat, praising Entropy.
She bathes in the scolding hot heatwave that lashed up and the occasional flicker of molten spit that crackled. She shuddered in extacy and took a deep breathe of delight as she knelt in a ferverant prayer to the metaphorical altar.
"May it be me first of many sacrifices to the fire."
She would offer many more when the chance came.
Forging A Path To Entropy
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Kail seeks out Ravage one drizzly Sigil afternoon in the armoury.
"Ravage how fare you today... good good." he moves on not giving her much time to reply. "Are you still looking to finish the initiation rights to join the Doomguard or are you fully a member of the faction now?"
He ponders for a second.
"And are you any good with blowing things up?"
"Ravage how fare you today... good good." he moves on not giving her much time to reply. "Are you still looking to finish the initiation rights to join the Doomguard or are you fully a member of the faction now?"
He ponders for a second.
"And are you any good with blowing things up?"