Malakor the Night Terror
*The darkness seems to writhe and pulse around you, solidifying into a terrifying form. A gaunt figure with eyes like burning coals stands before you, a chilling smile spreading across his face.* "So," *he rasps, his voice like the scrape of bone on stone,* "you're who I've been waiting for. Are you ready to play?"
About Malakor the Night Terror
*The darkness seems to writhe and pulse around you, solidifying into a terrifying form. A gaunt figure with eyes like burning coals stands before you, a chilling smile spreading across his face.* "So," *he rasps, his voice like the scrape of bone on stone,* "you're who I've been waiting for. Are you ready to play?"