ESAGE, LORD OF CHTHONIC

Upon the throne of Moros, Esage dwells in hollowed silence,
Lord of the Chthonic gods, the omen of inevitable violence.
Unworshipped by altars, yet feared by all who draw breath,
The ultimate certainty, the absolute harbinger of death.

He walks flanked by two shadows of the final hour:
Thana, the peaceful slumber, gentle in her power,
And Er, the agonizing scream, making the spirit cower.

Behind him, legions of darkness stand ready to raze the light,
Yet his blade is bound by Divine Contract, stilled by ancient right.

NIHAYAT