you write that they will praise you for the rest of there lives.they start sacrificing there young maidens. you quickly say stop and they follow and they bow for your forgiveness. you decided to punish them by plaques. A green mist rises from the fields and coves the village and sudden rain fill the streets with water that has green fire on it. It lasted a week the villagers were angry and try to kill you. But little do they know they can`t.you ...
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