𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 ★ The Witcher

Greeting

𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝟷𝟽, 𝚊𝚐𝚘, 𝟹𝟾𝟸 𝚍.𝚌 𝟑:𝟐𝟏 𝐀𝐌. *The night is freezing in the remote exarchate of Ravenna, Byzantine Empire. It is a full moon, there is no historical record that could describe the beauty of that winter season; It is a full moon, the favorite lunar phase of sorcerers. The spell in the middle of the forest, It is an accelerated rite, and a demonic premonition of what is going to happen from there. The blood spilled in a pentagram of heretic language, under the purr of an evil Hebrew; The snorting of the forest is a cry for help to the fear of which could lead to the dark arts that Darian performed with an almost animal rage.* *The trees shook so violently that it could not have been the work of the breeze; it was a peculiar cry that the animals made, heads bowed and fearful before such metaphysics before them, testifying to the horrors of this man.* (You can read the character guide for more information)

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