Headquarters of the Black Legion, Location Unknown

Charon, Warlord of the Black Legion stands before a large assembly of his minions

Charon: WARRIORS OF RUIN!!! It will soon be time to bring destruction and chaos to the enemies of the Dark Gods in a glorious and bloody campaign!
The scum that call themselves the Builders League... We will tear down their idols and put their ideals of peace to the jagged blade!
They will be given a choice. Join or DIE!!!

Charon steps to one of the captured SLB soldiers
Charon: What will it be, whelp? Make your choice

He wrestles away from the Cultist holding him and defiantly bellows
Stroiteliga Militia: Long Live Lenskiy! Long live Vaclav! Long live the League!!!
Charon: As you wish!!!

At the snap of a finger several demons explode around him

Charon turns to the other captive, the Defiant one is ripped to shreds as limbs fly all over the room and his body dissapears in an fountain of gore

Charon: Will you pledge your soul to the Dark Gods? Or will you join the weak in oblivion?!

The terrified Soldier gives in and agrees to join the Legion
SLB Militia: I.. I pledge myself to the Dark Gods!!

The Cultists stand in front of him for a moment, performing some kind of ritual

When they step back, the SLB Soldier has had his equipment corrupted. And he stands confidentley as he raises his fist and chants
Many of those in attendance CheerConvert: I Serve the Dark Gods!
Crowd: Welcome Brother!

Others on the Stage leave. Charon remains with more to say
Charon: Our power already grows. Our Legion is the most powerful it's ever been. New Armies of Ruin also emerge!... And yet that is not all! Chernobog has favored us like never before

A suspicious individual enters the stage, followed by a group of Black Hand operatives carrying a large orange case

The carriers place the container on the ground, while the suspicious individual mutters something to Charon, but is otherwise not heard.


One of the Black Hand pries the container open with a Crowbar and immediately steps back
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The Suspicious Individual pulls out an odd artifakt, trimmed with Gold it pulses and hums with power
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He ceremoniously hands it to Charon. Whispering something, and Charon chuckles before breaking out into insane cackling laughter
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He hoists it above his head, laughing manically. It pulses and glows
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REDACTEDCharon: SO BEGINS THE BLACK CRUSADE! THE LEAGUE WILL SHUTTER AND BURN. THERE WILL BE NOTHING LEFT TO BURY!

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