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The Beginning of Sartova Excerpt Four

As found in a temple to The Olde Way, when the Second Jeriec Empire's elite strikers ransacked it, and killed all the worshippers of the Dark Faith. It is scribed upon a tablet made of brittle shale, and pieces crumble off at the touch due to it's incredible age.

      -derstood that the Story will always continue as Simon intends, and returned to Observing the First Night.  
  Upon Evandyr, the Gob Kingdoms, as well as a hundred other bickering forms of semi-cohesive government had formed. They fought and grew in the Times before Time, before Avernus, burning with the black fires of the Second Son, smote them all asunder. From the rubble and ashes, he pulled the strongest leaders with his many hands to the highest peak, anon the Peak of Evandyr, and held them by their throats up into the sky. Avernus shouted unto them, ready to show them what he had learnt, "WITH WHAT SHALL I KNOW EACH OF YOU?"   Terrified beyond comprehension at the calamity that had just ensued by the hand of their creator, the last Monkey-Goblin spoke fearfully, "By the amount of praise we sing unto you, O Avernus, Second Son".   With a sickening crunch, the last of the Monkey-Goblins neck snapped before he was thrown from the peak, and this is why there are few Goblins who choose surrender over a fight. Avernus continues to the next, demanding the same, "HOW SHALL I KNOW YOU EXIST, FOR THERE IS NO TRACE LEFT OF YOUR PASSAGE," gesturing to the smouldering ruins of all his chosen had created.   He continued like this through more than half of all his chosen, before he reached the Cynocephali, (known today as Gnolls) which replied differently. Instead of speaking, he acted, turning and gripping the Abarimon, and pulling him close while in Avernus' grip, sinking his long flesh-tearing teeth into the throat of the savage being and devouring his throat, before he turned back to Avernus and spoke in short, sharp sentances, "Ask him," and as he swallows hard the flesh of his former friend, the Abarimon's blood seeping down the furry body of the Cynocephal, and he continues, "He knows me now. He knows if I exist. He does not himself, now, because I do. In that is your answer".   Avernus sets the rest of his Chosen upon the ground, laughing heartily into the now stormy skies as the world's first day ends, the middle of the night passing before he turns back down to his warriors. "You exist because you have will! You shall remain as long as you do things to make yourself known to the world, lest you be taken to the void through anonymity. This is how we exist, and this is why we are the strongest in Sartova".  
  This is how Sartova began, and the Story took it's first steps into the God's Chronicle.

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