Message left at the Temple of Chemosh

*Placed on one of the Thrones inside the temple was the head of Chemosh Champion *
* Clion turns and speaks to the priestess *

I did not seek a fight within your temple but your so called Champion thought other wise. Perhap you should look for a new Champion.

*He salutes respectfully with his sword to the Priestess turns and walks out of the Temple*

(//Please let me know if I've posted this in the wrong spot, I couldn't fine anywhere more suited)

*several decapitated heads surround him as he sets down a giant, grotesque bowl of obsidian, filled to the brim with the blood of innocents from his latest spree of mass murder - the only way he knows how to gain the attention of Chemosh*

"My lord, my abilities have been far to long unnoticed and unpracticed in your grand and glorious service. Ever since my capture by Paladine's b***h I have been forced to slave away under the oppressive rule of Wayreth Tower or be forced back into eternal incarceration within her father's prison. Although they have offered an immortal fly to keep my sadistic natures appeased (and I must admit it is an amusing and tempting opportunity) I think we can both do better.

"I beseech you: free me! Let me again bring the insidious reign of your suffering and death upon the mortals of Krynn. But this time as much more than a simple acolyte - I ask from you the grand power of lichdom. I am willing and ready to prove myself of the high honor, only awaiting your omen of approval."

*signs his name in the blood from the bowl - "Eeareadoore" - leaving the rest as an offering to Chemosh*