My armies shall march upon my enemies, my believers will rally under my banner and we shall destroy all who threaten our sovereignty. They shall feel the wrath of a Goddes as flame turns flesh to ash. I will protect my people, no matter the cost.

All who live in my kingdom are free to visit the throne at any time. As long as you bring me a gift you will be free to indulge in my banquet halls and read your fill in my library. If you are lucky the princess may grace you with its presence.

Every priestess in my court must complete an annual ritual to keep her position. They must find an item they think I would like and take care of it diligently for the entire year and then at winter solstice they must burn it, this sends it to my realm where I keep it forever.

All are welcome in my hallowed halls. Come, feel the warmth of fire on your skin, dance until the coals burn the flesh off your feet, sing until your voice trembles and your throat burns. Come, let yourself feel joy wrought from pain. Let a smile rest upon thy face.

All are welcome in my hallowed halls. Come, feel the warmth of fire on your skin, dance until the coals burn the flesh off your feet, sing until your voice trembles and your throat burns. Come, let yourself feel joy wrought from pain. Let a smile rest upon thy face.