Venificus

A storm brewed above Spirale, casting the land into its shadow. Dark and ominous, the clouds were a swirl of poisonous green. Occasional bolts of lightning rent the sky with a crack and resounding boom, the bands of electricity itself tinged somewhat green by the clouds that surrounded it.

In a circular room, adorned with torches whose flames burned acid green, in a tower placed high in the sky, a thick green fog billowed, mirroring the storm outside. If one were to look closely, as the clouds of fog waxed and waned, one would be taken aback at the scene occuring.

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