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The great nation of Man, on this day, slew the great demon god of Marignon, a fallen nation. It came upon our brave pious soldiers as they were marching to liberate a small fortified village. The beastly fiend was vile and terrible and its corrupted blade struck down eight of our finest. It was at that moment the tide turned and it shield arm was torn asunder. The terrible beast raged on until it met its end at the tip of metal piercing crossbow bolts.

We tried to consecrate the ground where its blood had been spewed, but to no avail was the taint removed. Only several artifacts were able to be cleansed and salvaged. Its arm is currently being taken back to the capitol of Man. It rests now in a coffin of wood harvested from our ancient forests and bound by magics once used by the witches of our lands. Should the demon rise again, be rest assured its arm will not be there to wield its evil plots.