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Sagoth Bal Battle Magic

my life, O' sylvan liege. My life bleeds forth unto the earth (from many deep and dire wounds), To slake your roots, great old king... (as I rest my battle

I stand engulfed by the moon-magic of a winter eve's dream, Enraptured by bloodlust, and nine fire-gems ablaze, I am beckoned by sylph-spells and the

I was spawned deep beneath the Pre-Cambrian sea, the scion of a far distant sun... I have traversed the endless stars, and journeyed to a myriad galaxies

-WEARY MARINER) ??? MEMORIES OF DEATH AND LIFE... For countless thousands of centuries I have walked the earth... I have seen endless battle, And untold

Sorcerers and shamans, weave your spells of war, Ensure our mighty sword-arms are the strongest and the quickest. Entwine us with great battle magic '

my life, O' sylvan liege. My life bleeds forth unto the earth (from many deep and dire wounds), To slake your roots, great old king... (as I rest my battle

As we hacked down the Imperial Eagle, And the severed heads of centurions gaping atop our spears. [Bloodshed and Battle: 61 AD (C.E.)] They had gone

And lo, I witnessed the vast seas rise forth like a great ravenous beast, a devouring maelstrom of cataclysmic fury; and the gleaming spires and citadels

I was spawned deep beneath the Pre-Cambrian sea, the scion of a far distant sun... I have traversed the endless stars, and journeyed to a myriad galaxies