A shadow had befallen all of Tamaia. It was night, but this darkness was eternal. Eternal night would follow only one man. He was simply known as the "Soul Eater". Revered by cultists and men of the night, they praised him as if he were a God.
War and death would follow him. He had an endless army, one that lay deep beneath the ground for miles and miles. He had lain waste to grand civilizations and will kill anyone who stands in his way. He represents fear. Fear, war, pain, suffering, power, ambition, and death.
He was the most powerful of his kind and he had set his sights on the kingdom of Tamaia. He would soon come to settle a peaceful negotiation, and if we did not agree, he would kill us all. He was a lich. A commander of the undead. His army was the dead that lay for miles and miles under the Earth. His name was Hicand Ichorheart.
The only group that could oppose them were the Order of the Black Knights. An even darker group with a mysterious and enigmatic leader who lurked in the shadows. They had their own view of how things should be done. An elite group, they sowed fear into the rotting hearts of the undead as their massive forms to shape on the horizon. Wielding massive swords, the average Black Knight was as tall as six foot.
The leader of the Black Knights had a score to settle with Hicand. They found each other an fought a battle that raged on for a full day. The darkness that followed Hicand however made it seem as though it had been night.
In the end, Hicand had lost the battle and his life, but he had left something behind. Something so dark, so sinister, so corrupt that it may forever shake the world. His apprentice, who had in fact surpassed his master. His name... Was Skaar. Skaar Deathrune.
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