The chest opened, revealing several small, dark vials inside, each one swirling with a shadowy substance that seemed to pulse with energy.
"This," Kierlan said, gesturing to the vials, "is the essence of the power I offer. The Mark of the Great-Horned Rat. Once you receive it, you will become more than what you are now. Faster. Stronger. Even attuned to the shadows and the night, the home of the blessed one. Your enemies will never see you coming."
Lassim's eyes remained fixed on the dark vials, the swirling substance inside both mesmerizing and deeply unsettling.
He could feel the eagerness radiating from the other rogues as they leaned in, drawn to the power Kierlan was promising. It wasn't just the allure of strength, stealth, or the ability to evade their enemies.
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