The Devil's Command [Event]

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The man walked. Hunched over, His blazing red eyes scowered through the cave that was known as "devil's nest", he had once been a measly creature, though now he was a personal assest to the devil. How it iriked him to find himself among the creatures that once he was on equal footing with. He grunted, a meaning that is known to be a sigh. He grunted once again as his walked stick tapped on the solid ground, "tap tap" it went, echoing through the vast tunnels and caves that filtered from the central cave, at which he was currently placed within.

It was a good job the heavy hood and cloak protected his features for underneath was a creature that resembled nothing of this world, nothing even hell would welcome. He liked that, he was a creature that even made hell cringe.

"Ha ha!" he said to himself, as his whithered hand withdrew from the heavy cloak; purple spots smuthered the dead looking skin, even his nails were a good inch and covered in algae and unworldly fungus. With such hand, he held a scroll, very ancient looking and almost created from dust.

"Hear yee. Hear yee. Your lord has summoned you. You the creatures of the vile. Monsters of the night. The cursed. The wretched. Your lord has commanded you to guard what is precious of his. Sign your blood on this and the lord will know of your deeds and servitude for him." he said in a gargling voice, almost as if he was gargling water in his throat as he spoke. The scroll unravelled it'self a long list of writing in a foreign language, at the bottom was a line, where the demons were expected to pay tribute with their blood.