Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140126160553/@comment-10197675-20140126203347

Meanwhile far Southwards...

Vidron stood high upon a large hillock in Southen Blackmarsh, he looked upon the burning and despised lands around him, he felt a great amount o glory within.. but there was a little nick of strenuous annoyance and anger building within him, he could sence that the bond of his three Dark Leaders was broken, somthing had happened to his reinforcements of Magnamen awaiting to be born.. they had been destroyed. A demanding and gruelling look then struck Vidrons face, he now knew who the culprit was of this rebeliation, who was the one to blame was now clear. Vidron raised his staff above himself, and then thudded it down into the ground and held it there, the earth below him the started to liquefy into a boiling pool of lava, in which Vidron slowly sinked into, disapearing.. The lava then slowly solidified leaving a circle of black and soft rock...