Greetings dear visitor.
Welcome to the realm
of
Nardel the Uncreator.
I'm the great leader of terror, and I'm feared by both my enemies and subjects
when they hear my name being spoken. When people come to my attention I give them 2 options,
join me or be killed. I offer full cooperation to those creatures who have devoted their
lives to the darkness as well.
If you dare, you can send me a
messenger
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I was born 534 years ago in a small human village. -I don't remember the name of
this pesky and sweat place, but I'm sure that my strong warriors will burn it sooner or later.- I was a
fragile and shy child. Even after I grew up I was still a small human.
My friends used to call me Narry the halfling. At the age of 35 something began to grow inside me.
It started with with a hatred toward the people inside my village and after some years it had
grown to a feeling of disgust toward flowers and kindness. I felt a strong urge toward darkness
and within a year I found myself lurking in the night in the deep forests, never showing me at
daytime anymore. At that time the eyes of darkness fell upon me. I signed a pact and my fragile
body was transformed in what I'm now. I began to practice the arts of magic. And now I think my powers
can compete with the other mighty wizards.
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