I was once a humble creature. A Mole living an innocent life; wandering around under the earth and finding diamonds to trade for usable items. Until today. I was searching through the tunnels I dwell in when my eyes glanced upon the visage of a magnificent diamond sparkling in my path. Needless to say, I took it. “Nyarlathotep! Shub-niggurath! Ia! Ia!” It was the eldritch chanting of some lost race. The horrid pronunciation and demonic guttural tone left me shivering within the cold and horrid cave. “Nyarlathotep! Shub-niggurath! Ia! Ia!” “Nyarlathotep! Shub-niggurath! Ia! Ia!” All was black. Every