Dungeons & Dragons: The Book Of Vile Darkness

To the two thousand years ago,

Nhagruul, the vil ...

the sorcerer who delighted

in corrupting the innocent ...

and spread despair ...

approached the end

of his days as a mortal ...

and was disgusted.

Consumed by hatred

to all living things ...

Nhagruul sold his soul

the demonic Lords of the Abyss ...

so your spirit

Malignant survive ...

after the end of the body.

In an excruciating ritual ...

the skin was abraded Nhagruul

to serve as leaves ...

his bones were shaped

to serve as a cover ...

and blood malignant

transformed into ink ...

to write the book

vilest of all.

Those exposed to the book

To the madness were taken.

Or became so corrupted

dangerous content by its ...

I do not have a choice,

but to become malignant.

The misery and bloodshed

followed the disciples Nhagruul ...

specially tailor who spread

the dream obscure their master.

Creatures vile and depraved ...

emerged from every corner

alleys and dirty ...

to join To the agitation

of destruction.

The cities and kingdoms of Karkoth

were devoured ...

by this evil plague ...

to arise from the ashes

an order of warriors.

They were called

Knights of the New Sun ..

and took the oath of resuscitating

Hope lands.

The purity in their hearts was so great

that Pelor, the God of Light ..

awarded to riders

powerful amulets ...

with which could channel

its power of fair.

Bathed in divine light

Knights of the New Sun ..

penetrated in the shade

that obscures the land ...

in the last 1200 years,

and drove them on.

But not everyone was

dazzled by its splendor.

The disciples of Nhagruul

dismantled the book ...

and bribed three greedy souls

to conceal parts ...

until they could

be recovered.

The ink was discovered

and destroyed, but ...

despite several years of searching ...

the cover and pages

were never found.

Peace reigned in the land

for many centuries ...

and the Knights lost

in light of his own glory.

To the extent that memory

Nhagruul of disappeared ...

also happened the same

the power of the servants of Pelor.

The Knights of the New Sun

left to themselves ...

in reckless belief that

The Book of Vile Darkness ... more

never be restored.

DUNGEONS & DRAGONS

THE BOOK OF VILE DARKNESS

Pelor, we're here tonight ...

on the eve of the oath to

renew our vow of servitude ...

and to admit one more

righteous soul to our Order.

Grayson Azriel, progresses.

Juras by

Almighty Pelor ...

dedicate your life

To the purity of the service?

Yes.

The relinquish all

worldly pleasures?

Yes.

Defending the weak and

pity the wicked?

Yes.

And above all beings

the light of hope ...

when all other

lights go out?

The never give in to despair?

The darkness never triumph ...

while the light within

Me prevail.

Raise your sword to

receive the blessing of Pelor.

Back to camp.

The men gathered gold ...

for your initiation as a knight.

Are you disappointed because

Obelisk not recognized you?

I thought I would wake him.

Like all other

New Riders of the Sun ..

in the last 800 years.

- Including me.

- But I failed you!

You're still a knight!

A knight?

Half of those men is unable

harboring a human spirit ...

much less a noble spirit.

People laugh at us.

At least those

ever heard of us.

And why do we use it?

No good for nothing.

You seem angry with peace

in recent years.

That's not it.

You thought it would be like in the tales

you heard when you were a child.

The power of Pelor to enter

in thee through the Obelisk.

Yes!

The first true

Knight of the New Sun in 800 years.

- Did you know that this could happen.

- But not me!

I thought it was different.

I thought so too

how was your age.

Said exactly these

words to my father.

What he told me ...

was what he heard from his father

and I tell thee now.

If you want to be a knight,

acts as a knight!

Follow me.

Until the end.

Father ..

Pelor ...

Bless me with your power

for me to find my father.

Your most loyal servant and fair

was led by the barbaric trash.

Whatever.

Have you had fun.

Time to pay.

- Why the rush?

- Come on, time to pay.

Come in.

Do not be shy.

Close the door.

You can take your clothes

behind the curtain.

- I just want to talk.

- It's your money.

About what you want to talk?

Those barbarians.

Were some of them.

How many?

You know where they are installed?

- What is your issue with them?

- They have my father.

I need to find it.

Why would help you

and risking my neck?

Can I pay ... gold.

Does not mean anything to me.

My brother was

a Knight of the New Sun

He died poor in Deloh.

- So you gonna help me?

- The barbarians speak ...

an important prisoner.

Where the led?

I do not know.

But there is someone in town

know what to say.

You'll need more than courage

to rescue your father.

Come, have a friend

that can help.

- Good evening, Tamor.

- Hello, Carlotta.

- New Friend?

- They're not all!

Welcome to Vault Adventurer.

The latest sell the goods.

Prices are final.

Just choose!

I'll take that ring of strength,

a bag of garrisons ...

a blade perverse

and that knight armor.

- Parago or Heroic?

- Parago.

Who will pay for all this?

Carlotta, can you tell this?

- Where have obtained this gold?

- The Knights joined me.

May the gods smile on you.

Why do not you experience

this wicked blade?

Its creator swears that the gun

feel pleasure in hurting someone.

Still hot from the forge.

And a bottle of poison.

I'm not a murderer, Carlotta.

Root thistle ground.

Mortal.

It's for you.

If they want to torture you.

There is a witch Shadar-Kai ...

hiring mercenaries

the Green Dragon Inn.

She and the barbarians who

took your father ...

were hired

by the same master.

Lord Shathrax.

- Shathrax?

- Seek pieces of a relic.

Join the group if you can.

Earn their trust.

If you're lucky, the witch

will take you to your father.

Grayson.

You will be attacked by evil ...

that can not be repelled

with a sword.

The purity of my heart

is not a commodity ...

which can be exchanged

or sold.

- Everything has a price.

- I would die first.

- It's easy to say now.

- All I ever did was easy.

It's my father.

Better hide it.

- It's yours.

- No, uses in memory of my brother.

But remains in hiding.

If she sees you with it,

will cut your throat.

Come here.

Just be strong.

Goodbye.

Beer.

Dwarven.

If you lie again

die by my sword!

We follow the road

woods to this cave.

Then what?

Let's look in the dark

as a horde of orcs?

What if?

Zahir forbid, something

not expected to happen to you?

If I tell you the location of the horn ...

which will prevent the escape

and pick it up for you?

My word of honor.

I did not know the killers

was allowed to tell jokes.

The humor is discouraged,

but not prohibited.

You.

Do not be fooled.

The stronger opponent

who have faced ...

lies before you.

Your destination is

in my hands.

Knew searches

By strong arms.

You call that arm?

Serve to better

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