Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20170317065536/@comment-30994984-20170403014741

"When you join the temple of the father then you get used to it. There are skins wrapped around curved Molantite, the metal known to few smiths in the culture of our underground cities, there are baskets filled with bodies that have been butchered and mutilated, and a ritual altar to which we perform our rituals and sacrifice some live victims for the favor of the father. We enchant on the same altar through a ritual that involves torturing a live specimen until they beg for death and pledge their soul to father before slowly and painfully killing them and spreading their blood on our finest weapons of which the father's blessing is bestowed in the form of magical effects."