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| - The jungle. Even as the sun was set, the heat was oppressive. Added with the weight of the air, it was enough to bring the weaker races to their knees. But not my children, she thought. This is where my children belong, she finished. Yes that was how she thought of all the trolls. Her children, her people, to be taught, instructed, and punished as her masters saw fit. It was here in the jungle that they first sought her out and here was where she felt closest to them. Reaching the young girl Clypsazu drew her dagger and begins to speak to the terrified child.
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| - The jungle. Even as the sun was set, the heat was oppressive. Added with the weight of the air, it was enough to bring the weaker races to their knees. But not my children, she thought. This is where my children belong, she finished. Yes that was how she thought of all the trolls. Her children, her people, to be taught, instructed, and punished as her masters saw fit. It was here in the jungle that they first sought her out and here was where she felt closest to them. Just as she had for fortolled the old had provided the provisions necessary for their pilgrimage. This came in the form of a small family of human merchants on their way to the coastal town in the south. They would be the meat for the celebration, one which would last all day. Now covered in sweat from the feasting and ritual dancing of the festival Clypsazu approached the ancient stone altar. The ancient pedestal looked alien in its current place. It remained as a remnant from a time long since past. But there was still power here. She could feel it as she approached. As she walked toward the elevated pedestal she could see the form struggling against the chains that bound her to it. The young girl, seeing the female troll approach her, began to let out a series of loud screams. Reaching the young girl Clypsazu drew her dagger and begins to speak to the terrified child. Shhh. Shhh. There is no need to be afraid child. I know this has been terrible for you. You being the centerpiece of the festival. But it is almost over now and soon you will be at peace and you will serve the purpose for which you were made. Clypsazu said comfortingly as she stroked the imprisoned girls hair. Even though the young girl could not understand the trolls strange language. The sound of the words themselves seemed to have a strange calming effect on the child as soon her screams stopped and her struggles against her bonds lessened then finally stopped. Yes, thats it child just relax. This is the way it was meant to be for you. A soul constantly struggles to find its meaning and now after many lives yours has finally found it, Clypsazu said as she continued to stroke the young girls hair and look into her eyes. Deep down your soul knows this. Thats why you are suddenly at peace and accepting of this fate and this place. Your soul yearns to fulfill its purpose. Tell Clyps, tell Clyps you know this. The child quietly nods and says a single word in her native tongue. Then be consumed! Clypsazu yells and takes runs her dagger into the girl. This is your destiny of your innocent soul, Clypsazu continues. The childs chest now ripped open, Clypsazu reaches in and pulls out the girls still beating heart. Just as I will devour your heart so will The Old devour your soul. You will help them grow stronger and return to their rightful place as creators of all things. We their servants will see to it, she finishes and bites into the girls heart. When seeing the priestess face now smeared with the girls blood, the crowd of followers gathered below let forth a loud cheer and the celebration is resumed more frenzied then before. Clypsazu gazed down at her children and smiled. Only one word was in her mind as she looked around the jungle ruins. Home.
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