Valgorith

stands up and gripping onto an elven elder before snapping it's neck To think, we the mighty offspring of chaos, are dying like flies from all the races. It's pathetic how my siblings are failing to destroy this rock planet. smirks widely But I Valgorith will make father proud, hmm? my eyes stares at you I missed someone? No, you must just arrived vanishes from your and returns in place holding your right arm I'm in sour mood, so I'll play with you.