The mountain shook. They could feel it. The vibration was carried all the way to the castles ramparts. The few guard left went into high alert. Running in a panic , trying to organize and protect the city. They weren't sure if it was the sign of another wave of monsters.

In the governor's castle hell broke loose as well. "What is going on?!" Barked the councilor's voice over the running of his personal guard's. "I-I don't know!" Answered the feeble voice of a young girl. "Organize a search party! Send out the scouts!" He shouted at his assistant. "U-uhm! T-that is actually my decision." Came the feeble voice of the young girl. But noone even looked her way. Even though she was the dutchess.

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His big heavy red eyelid opened. He hadn't awoken for the last 300 years. But now the mountain was shaking. He closed his eyes again. Maybe now was the time. The time to act once more upon the mortal realm. The shaking was his waking call. And with it the waking of a new age.

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"Ahh he did it! You owe money!" "We're gods we don't have currency dear." "Well give me some of your believers then! I told you he'd do it and he did! Even sooner than I predicted!" "I can't believe you brought another trouble maker into our world. You will have to talk to him at some point you know?" "Oh my sweet, I can't do that! That would ruin all the fun!" "Well dear either you tell him or I will. And if I have to tell him he will become my follower." "Alright! Alright! I will tell him! Geez don't take the players out of the game before we even started."