Lady Shannia walked through what was left of the stronghold her battle sword held high. Her plate armor was rather stained by blood which covered her chest, stomach and her weapon arm… since it was the blood of the Evil she didn’t care. Everyone evil in nature had no right to live in her world, she saw at herself as the one that kept the world clean from their taint… their taint to effect others, to cause them to do evil.<br/><br/>It had been a routine mission; to seek out and destroy a demonic cult that was said to threaten the area of the town Dinaa. They hadn’t even tried to hide from the likes of her. Immediately as she arrived to the town she had felt the evil from up on one of the sect members and then she had just followed the trail to this place. After she had found and killed the sorcerer head of the sect the rest hadn’t been any trouble, surely some of them had most likely fled that she didn’t know of but they wouldn’t get far, her order’s inquisitor would see to that. She rounded a cornor and came face to face with a shivering man holding a sacrificial knife. It trembled in his hand as he held it in front of him as if trying to ward her of. She cut off his head before he even had time to blink and walked over the falling corpse, behind her was a wooden door… locked of course but after a few solid kicks it tumbled down and in wards…<br/>