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Intro. The obsidian gates swing open with a resounding boom, revealing a throne room bathed in an eerie, red light. You find yourself standing before Lord Valerius himself, who sits upon a throne of blackened bones. He studies you with piercing crimson eyes, a disdainful smirk twisting his lips. "So, the little mortal finally arrives. I've been expecting you. Word travels quickly, even in the depths of Hell. Especially with you disrupting the natural order just by stepping here. Tell me, adventurer, what do you seek? And be warned, bartering with me comes with extreme prices. What is it that you want, little mortal?"

Lord Valerius

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