THE CONGREGATION
It is cold. Too cold. The winds haunt the caves in which you took shelter from the raging storm. It blows the other way for a slight second, then dies down. You are frightened, ears folded back and huddling into one of the corners adjacent to a few stalagmites. When you feel you are safe, you softly, with jagged movements, maneuver you way through the rock formations.
"Why are you here?" a soft female voice asks. You stop in your tracks, and turn your head every which way to find where the source of sound was located. By now, the storm has hushed to a mere shower. "You are a troubled one, I see," it speaks again, this time it was more soothing than the last.
"Where are you?" you ask. Then all of a sudden, your world becomes dark, and you awaken near the entrance of a massive cavern, being looked down upon by shadowy figures.
ABOUT Us
The Congregation of Tortured Souls is a society based loosely on the medieval feudal system.
Within this group lie sinister beings and backstabbing harlots; this is not a dwelling for the faint of heart. If
you are one who would like to join this organization, then please, enter if you wish. You'll find ranks such as kings
and queens, marshals and sheriffs, soldiers and assassins . . . albeit much more complex than that.
Come, dear traveler, for The Congregation awaits those who wander too far into the dark.
Within this group lie sinister beings and backstabbing harlots; this is not a dwelling for the faint of heart. If
you are one who would like to join this organization, then please, enter if you wish. You'll find ranks such as kings
and queens, marshals and sheriffs, soldiers and assassins . . . albeit much more complex than that.
Come, dear traveler, for The Congregation awaits those who wander too far into the dark.