Valadmir, with his long flowing black robe and a crown that emanated malevolence, stepped out of his chamber, his presence like a sinister cloud that engulfed everything around him. His crimson eyes pierced the darkness, and his very gaze could send shivers down the spines of those who dared to meet it.
His followers and servants, clad in dark attire, gathered in the grand hall, illuminated by eerie torches that flickered with an unnatural, bluish flame. They stood in a fearful hush, awaiting their master's address.
"Tonight," Valadmir began, his voice a deep, haunting resonance that echoed through the hall, "we gather to uncover the truth about the one they call the Moon Goddess and her connection with the Blue Moon."
His followers exchanged uneasy glances, for such a quest was treacherous, even for them. The Moon Goddess was known to possess powers that rivaled even the darkest sorcery, and the Blue Moon was said to be her source of strength.
