
Ahoyhoy internets, in the storytelling mood once agin, so here is the final prelude article for the Calixian Schism. I hope they have inspired you to get involved. Once again, drop me an email at
lord_davidoff@hotmail.co.uk if you would like to participate and I'll get you pimped out with a character sheet and all the relevant data/programs you need.
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+++Log of Interrogator Thaddeus Drake+++
++Record Begins++
“Throne!” I yelped as I awoke with a start, cold sweat dripping profusely from my brow and down my back, coming to a grey pool at the base of my spine. Throne, the residual pain was astonishing. Pronounced veins on my forehead coursing with blood, bloodshot eyes struggling to focus and a pale disposition gave me the look of a man of far more advanced years than my own, and Throne the sound, the sound of those blasted drums just wouldn't go away. Frost coated the obsidian walls of the chamber and the vicious smell of ozone penetrated the sweet scent of incense sticks, making every breath a hellish struggle against my gag reflex. He was there again! The man.