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| 1 | - | In what appeared to Raven as the perfect castle on the side of a mountain he gathered you all. Chained to the floor of a grand throne room, lined with skeletons and torches. When you awaken the throne room is void of all other life, save for the two silhouettes sitting in the thrones that appear identical except for the color. One pitch black, made of metal so dark the reflection you see in it frightens you deeply. The other, a crisp white, beautiful and pure, so bright the light emitting from it nearly hurts your eyes. The black throne nearly seems to absorb the light of the white one, strangely enough. |
| 1 | + | In what appeared to Raven as the perfect castle on the side of a mountain he gathered you all. Chained to the floor of a grand throne room, lined with skeletons and torches. When you awaken the throne room is void of all other life, save for the silhouette sitting in the throne. Pitch black, made of metal so dark the reflection you see in it frightens you deeply. It almost seems to absorb the light in the room, casting a looming shadow over you. |
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| 3 | - | However, once your eyes have gotten used to the light you can see that the shape in the shining white throne is chained as well. And the only one freed of these horrible bounds is the fearsome shape sitting in the black throne, with a shadow that seems to gaze back at you. |
| 3 | + | Once you have gotten used to the darkness casted by the horrible black throne you can see that everyone around you is chained up. Except for one. The only one freed of these horrible bounds is the fearsome shape sitting in the black throne, with a shadow that seems to gaze back at you. |
