"Excellent" the drider says as he descends to the floor. He wears a cloak and carries a spear.
He bites his own hand and presses his hand onto the altar, leaving a bloody handprint.
"Now the rest of you."
"Excellent" the drider says as he descends to the floor. He wears a cloak and carries a spear.
He bites his own hand and presses his hand onto the altar, leaving a bloody handprint.
"Now the rest of you."