Leaving the priestess and nuns to feed the awakening angel, Arad and Eris left the dark hall and headed deeper into the bowls of earth, making their way toward the lowest cavern of Eris's lair. This was where the main branch of her cult hid from the eyes of the people, and it was here where all of the murderers were getting sacrificed to empower her.
This was the place where the empire carried out all of the secret executions it needed for the most rancid of people that could be found across the lands. Those murders were dragged here from the far reaches of the elven empire and all down to the edges of the dwarven' golden mountains.
As Arad and Eris walked in through the door, a tiny, disfigured imp emerged from the darkness and greeted them with a giggle. "My Lady, My Lord, welcome to Pin's… comforting hideout."
She approached Eris, looked at her with a smile, and then jumped onto her shoulder. "We've already processed hundreds of murderers. I bet you've been feeling the power."
