D&D2

A powerful and terrifying being speaks, claiming to serve even in death and being able to control the Thu'um. This entity welcomes mortals to its domain, stating that they cannot escape the darkness and that their doom awaits in its castle. The chilling air and shiver down the spine are said to be the embrace of darkness, over which the entity claims to be the master. In death I still serve, the clatter of bones heralds your doom. I am the winged terror that soars through the ages. Your shouts cannot save you. The Thu'um bends to my will, and so shall you. Welcome, mortals, to my domain. You thought you could escape the grasp of darkness. I am the land, and in my castle your doom awaits. Do you feel it, the chill in the air, the shiver down your spine? It's the embrace of darkness, and I am its master.