The cult of razor noose

I am Emily the flayer head succubus of the cult of razor noose If u have any questions pm me.

Here in the cult of razor noose we flay our hapless victims and those salves who are a bit too rebellious and hang their lifeless bodies from nooses of razor wire attached to the spiked ledges of our arenas letting Their cold dead blood rain on the streets below. new bodies are displayed in this fashion daily turning the streets around the arenas into lakes of blood. No mom-keigh has ever lasted more than a month. Some of the mon-keigh are fed to my pet hormagaunt shredder. Oh and make sure to feed the green skins on ur way out the squids are in a box across the hall from their cells.