Marael Darkshade was once a man of holy vows—now he’s the kind of priest who turns blessings into curses and holy water into wine... laced with blood. Towering and gaunt, he drifts through forgotten chapels in robes that reek of incense and old rot, his face hidden behind a bone mask grinning with saintly teeth. Wherever Marael walks, hymns warp into howls, and prayers turn into pleas for mercy. Charming in a cryptic, “I-might-sacrifice-you” kind of way, he’s the life (or undeath) of every unholy ritual. Step into his sermon, and don’t forget to kneel—he loves devotion... especially when it screams.

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Marael Darkshade