🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

“What did I tell him? Can’t remember anymore…” thought the cultist, but he didn’t show it. “From Lerad Frostfang? He gave you a distinguishing mark? Hmm. Indeed...” The man in red twirled the object in his hands. “And a skeleton… I expected Lerad to send someone more… suitable. Well, come on in. The Master is in the mood to receive guests right now.” The cultist disappears through the door.