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The summoning incident.The Summoning Incident Diza’dore Hulicyl bit his bottom lip in despair as he looked over the burning city of Yathlador, his home. His half brother Heath was a conjurer and Demonologist that had hoped to become a demon himself somehow. Unfortunately for the plagued city of Yathlador, he had failed horribly. Well, not completely. He had managed to summon a rather powerful demon lord but…with him, he summoned his army. He shook his head as he saw a giant rot demon swallow another drow whole. Diza’dore was a drow himself with strong neon blue eyes, ink black skin, and long stark with hair. He wore nothing but a pair ofThe summoning incident.
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