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| “ | Like a whisper at the back of his consciousness rose the vague memory of the name of an ancient god of darkness and primordial fear, to whom once both men and beasts bowed and whose children -- men whispered -- still lurked in the dark corners of the world. | „ |
| ~ Beyond the Black River |
A patch of flesh carved from the corpse of one of Jhebbal Sag's greatest champions, bearing the branding of their god. The vile aroma could pierce the sturdiest of walls, and used to lure even larger prey.