At last, humans who understand my power. It is foolish of them to think they could be as great as me, but pleasing, none the less. However, if I were to assist them in strengthening themselves... Yes, then a true army they shall be.
Once more I appeared in the center of the city, Kreeghem as it was then known, with a thunderclap and lightning flash. The humans, not yet used to such an arrival, took a split second longer to react than they ought. They dropped to their knees, and placed the foreheads to the floor in reverance.
"Stand," I commanded, "and gather." They did as they were bid, and soon, the town was amassed before me. "To demonstrate your faith to me, the one true King of this land, you must build a temple in my honour."
A moment of silence, before one one of them spoke up "As you command my lord, so it shall be done." He was quickly followed by a chorus pf general agreement.
"Good. Orobos!" At the mention of his name, he arrived with a thunderclap similar ot my own, "You will handle the specifics as to the construction of the temple."
"Yes, my lord."
Excerpt from the Log of Daedilon, head architect of Kreeghem
The building is constructed of masonry, with likenesses of the lord, Azaroth, his faithful servant Orobos, and spaces for more placed along the outside of the temple walls and on the gates of the perimeter. They will be enchanted to weaken the non-believer. The courtyard will be of flattened earth, for the drilling and instruction of soldiers, and along the walls will be smiths to create arms and armour for the warriors of the lord.
At the rear center is the temple proper. Tere will be vestuaries for the truly devout, and other, more open chambers for the worshippers. The priest will give mass over a great furnace, ever alight and producing ore, which runs in rivulets along the walls and floor to the smiths to work. This inner area is enchanted to strike down the non-believer.