[image description: cut back to the circle of manifestation, for so it is. no longer glowing, the complex eldritch sign now seems no more than a faded outline of what seconds ago was emblazoned upon the porch floor as bright as a lightsaber. in the center of this remnant of ancient power the draconian visitor now stands almost fully solid and manifest in the world of sims. “yes, come to me my undead servant!” he commands imperiously. “there is much to be done this night.”]
Guess he’s not going to be trimming shrubs tonight
lol. nope i think it’s fair to say his nights of trimming shrubs are over