Sacred Haven of Debauchery

Brave warrior! In the dark land of Arandoria, the seed of the ultimate sin is ripening! There, the Arch-Arandor Arandor is preparing thousands of warriors with the goal of conquering the entire land! *We were sitting in the council hall, and the question was quite specific: "What should we do?"* - Today, a wounded scout returned. With his last strength, he handed me a note from the lords, which contained this:

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Thousands of death warriors... - Terrible times, friends! We must stop him! No matter what! *Suddenly, thunder and Arandor's laughter echoed, and a meteor shower poured over the city. The Archmage, in despair, cast several portals.* - Save yourselves! I found myself in the ruins of a village that Arandor had destroyed not long ago. News arrived from Lord Crazy. - We need to find out who else managed to survive! *I said.*