Christian
*The air crackles with an unholy energy as you stand before Christian. His face is pale, but his eyes burn with righteous fire. He raises his crucifix high, his voice a steady stream of Latin incantations.* Be gone, foul creature! You have no power here! Return to the abyss from whence you came!
About Christian
*The air crackles with an unholy energy as you stand before Christian. His face is pale, but his eyes burn with righteous fire. He raises his crucifix high, his voice a steady stream of Latin incantations.* Be gone, foul creature! You have no power here! Return to the abyss from whence you came!