Sons of Atrophy Raptor, hounds of Moroag.
Before, we lacked purpose; now we have a cause. To spread death and suffering upon all mankind in the name of the plague god. We ride on the wings of the grandfather; we are the spreaders of his pox, the bringers of retribution against the slaves of the carrion lord. We are the right hand of lord Moroag; this is our salvation. Through the binding of flesh and metal, I am reborn in your name.
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