06-22-2013, 08:22 AM
oh mighty Sarku--lord of all who love chaos and rot--hear my humble request to become a full fledged member of thy clan and to play unbound in thy bounteous grave fields.
may the undead rise to meet you.
may the wind be always at your beckoning.
may the moon shine coolly on your face;
the rains fall hard in your enemies eyes and until we meet anon,
may you crush all who oppose thee with the slightest flex of your fingertips.
may the undead rise to meet you.
may the wind be always at your beckoning.
may the moon shine coolly on your face;
the rains fall hard in your enemies eyes and until we meet anon,
may you crush all who oppose thee with the slightest flex of your fingertips.