Prayers Unto Him

* This vestige is unlocked after this Wyrmprint is unbound twice.

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Your hair is a mess, Lathna. Come to me. Akasha smiled and began combing the girl's hair in the soft afternoon light, causing them to resemble a mother and daughter enjoying a quiet moment together.

Thank you, ma'am. When you're done, could we perhaps go and...pray together? Indeed, anyone who looked upon the woman and child would have left convinced they were naught but pure, virtuous people.

Come, Lathna. We pray and awaken Him! Alighting upon a grotesque altar, the woman waked the void sleeping within the girl. With blessings she beseeched the befouled one, and the girl did answer her summons.

I am... We are Chaos. The Emissary. In truth, these women were heretical disciples of the Ancient One, collaborators in His invasion of the realm of mortals. Emissaries in forms most beauteous.

I am the gate impure, welcoming Him. "We are the silver key, extolling Him." They held their faith in a being most transcendent. Was this the coming dawn, or terminus? Only He Who Sleeps knows.

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