An Open Threat to the Guild of Magesposted Jun 9th 2006, 7:49PM
Mood: Serious
Music: Happiness Is A Warm Gun by The Beatles
Your days are at an end, your blind bureaucracy finished! Your maggot-filled hearts will rot in the eaves of my inner sanctum, your flesh nothing more than tattered mort meat, your paltry souls forfeit. I will consume you, each one. The fell might of Lich Krahka will be your end!