The Prophet

"Frankly my love, I prefer the whores." Pointing the staff in her direction you fire a concentrated heat blast that quickly melts your wife into a pile of fleshy goo. Shes never looked better. You celebrate the death of your wife by drinking ale and fornicating with multiple prostitutes.

About a month later while feasting upon roasted turkey, Sordint comes before you.

"It has been a long time dark one." You state.

"Never was it necessary to contact you. You've been a loyal sservant of sssin. But a pressing matter is at hand!"

"Out with it." You chug from a goblet of wine.

"Alru wishes to sspread his religion as you have crushed many of his followers. He has imbued a select few with his power to combat the forces of darknesss. These individuals musst be sstopped."

"How will I find them?"

"I know little except that the power hasss been given to them at birth and this has happened recently."

"How recently?" You mumble.

"Sssix months."

Your heart sinks. You've conquered lands, killed men and women but never children. Can you truly take that final step to become pure evil?

You have 2 choices: