After thousands of years, Pravahs will Burn! The Marauders of the inferno have not heard the call to crush spirit and will for eighty millennia. We, the Blisserack, have waited, stoking the heat of our rage until we could, once again, immolate and break the foul corruption named creation.
But our liege has manipulated the weakness and vices of the living world. They have given rise to Crayaht'En, our chosen one, our...