Tyrael was never Diablo’s biggest threat, as many have postulated. In fact, Diablo should have worried more about the last of the Horadrim, Deckard Cain. You see, upon possessing him, Diablo was filled with torments that even hell’s leader wasn’t prepared to handle. It began with these words:
“Hello my friend. Stay Awhile and Listen”
Diablo kept hearing story after story repeating in his head…he could not focus. The plan was world domination of Sanctuary, but when he would strategize, he kept thinking about Horadric Cube recipes. “You have quite a treasure there in that Horadric Cube!”
“Six Gems Plus One Sword Transmute Into a Socketed Long Sword”
Diablo tries to bend one of the horns on his face so he can stab it into his eye.
“Have I told you about the Horadrim? They were an ancient Confederation of mage clans who sought to bind the three Prime Evils for eternity. The Horadrim are now nearly forgotten, and it appears the bonds they wove are unrattling."
Diablo yells “Gaaaah! The Horadrim!”
“Have you spoken to Jerhyn yet?”
Diablo yells“NO! FOR THE THOUSANDTH TIME, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
“I talked at length with Warriv as we crossed the desert from Khanduras. He has many fascinating tales of the dangers of the desert.”
“You have an uncanny knack for finding rare and valuable artifacts.”
“Stay Awhile and Listen!”
Having endured enough of this torture, Diablo lost his sanity and offered up his soulstone, along with his brothers’ soulstones, to the heroes. They smash the red, yellow, and blue soulstones at the Hellforge to ensure that evil would never torment Sanctuary ever again. At least…not for a long time anyways. “Hmmm…what a fortunate turn of events!”
“This is a great victory, indeed!”
So as the sun sets and our story comes to a close, our heroes honor those who gave up their lives in the fight against Terror. Never forget the time when mere mortals stood up against evil to fight for their salvation. For now, Sanctuary is safe and can prosper, and the people may rejoice and live in peace. But remember, Terror waits to one day reenter the realm of mortals and bring all those souls to hell with him.
Years after the last of the Horadrim had died, a great and prosperous society grew in the lands of the West. As time wore on, many Eastern pilgrims settled in the lands surrounding Khanduras and soon established small, self contained kingdoms. A few of these kingdoms bickered with Khanduras over holdings of property or routes of trade. These squabbles did little to upset the lasting peace of the West, and the great Northern kingdom of Westmarch proved to be a strong ally of Khanduras as the two lands steadily engaged in ventures of barter and commerce.
During this time, a bold, new religion of the Light known as Zakarum began to spread throughout the kingdom of Westmarch and into many of its northern principalities. Zakarum, founded in the Far East, implored followers to enter into the Light and forsake the darkness that lurked within their souls. The people of Westmarch adopted the statutes of Zakarum as their sacred mission in the world. Westmarch began to turn towards its neighbors, expecting them to embrace this “New Beginning” as well. Tensions rose between the kingdoms of Westmarch and Khanduras as the priests of Zakarum began to preach their foreign dogma whether they were welcomed or not. It was then that the great northern lord Leoric came unto the lands of Khanduras and, in the name of Zakarum, declared himself King. Leoric was a deeply religious man and had brought many Knights and Priests with him that comprised his Order of the Light. Leoric and his trusted advisor, the Arch Bishop Lazarus, made their way to the city of Tristram. Leoric appropriated the ancient, decrepit Monastery on the outskirts of the town for his seat of power and renovated it to match its time-lost glory. Although the free people of Khanduras were not pleased with being placed under the sudden rule of a foreign King, Leoric served them with justice and might. Eventually, the people of Khanduras grew to respect the kind Leoric, sensing that he sought only to guide and protect them against the oppression of Darkness.
BOOK TWO: THE RETURN OF TERROR
-Librarius Ex Horadrim
The sun begins to rise over Sanctuary. One of the heroes notices that their comrade is missing. After searching through the forest, they find Kaedan...his skin looks scorched and his hair standing up straight. He was apparently electrocuted.
With the ascension of Man and the subsequent standstill of the Great Conflict, the Three Brothers began to devote their energies to the perversion of mortal souls. The Three realized that Man was the key to victory in the war against Heaven, and thus altered their rigid agendum that they had propagated since the Beginning. This change caused many of the Lesser Evils to question the authority of the Three, and so brought about a great rift between the Prime Evils and their servitors.
The Brothers fought with all of the savagery of the Underworld, and to their credit, annihilated a third of Hell’s treacherous legions. In the end, however, they were overcome by the Horned Death led by the Lesser Evils. The Prime Evils, weakened and bodiless, were banished to the mortal realm.
As the warfires died out upon the battlefields of Hell, the Lesser Evils began to argue over which of them held the higher authority. The pact that they had made quickly fell to ashes as they took up arms against each other. The legions of Hell that remained were polarized behind the Lesser Evils, launching themselves into a bloody civil war that has lasted to this day. BOOK ONE OF HEAVEN AND HELL
-Librarius Ex Horadrim
After another depressing night, the sun begins to rise over Sanctuary. The group notices what appears to have been bloodshed!
Daemaro is dead.
Firestorm162 is dead.
How will the heroes hold up against Diablo's forces when he keeps killing their allies and weakening their moral and souls? It is the dawn of Day 3.
The gang decide that Donsro has been quiet...too quiet...not inactively quiet since the beginning of the game like Niarb, but still quiet enough to be suspicious. And that seemed to be the tipping point. They drag him out to that infamous oak tree outside the camp.
"No, I'm telling you guys...I am innocent!" Donsro yells as they loop the noose around his neck.
"Yeah yeah, that's what they all say," says one of the players from the crowd.
The noose drops, snapping Donsro's neck.
Donsro is dead. He was a Satyr Traitor. Should have known by those hooves...
The night phase has now begun. Please submit your night actions before the day phase.
At the moment, the group seems highly divided on their opinions on who should be lynched. Kaedan, Daemaro, Holy Dragoon, Donsro, AdvancedWind, Firestorm162, and Niarb_Egamad27 are all tied with 1 vote.