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| By the greatest decree of the Dark Lord, you are appointed... Lord of Petra. |
Officially, you have simply been granted ownership of the abandoned and beautiful Pink City. You have always loved both the arid climate and the human architecture, but in reality, you don't have much time for relaxation. Within the city walls, the Dark Lord has secretly imprisoned a magical creature, unbeknownst to the gods. Petra serves as its prison, and you are its warden, for only you can resist its song (the creature possesses a magical voice that drives even demons mad and leads to death). For days on end, you play dice with lesser demons and drink sweet, ancient wine in your silk tent, and sometimes at sunset, you send everyone away and listen to the terribly beautiful song, whose allure only you can resist. You are the secret chancellor of Darkness, the Supreme Demon of Fear.![]() |
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