Treyfalgar Fraswey, the dark elf hand cleric and high priest of Banach, stood at the entrance to the temple, gazing at the gathered crowd. He was a tall, lean figure with midnight-black skin, and his long white hair was tied back in a ponytail. His glowing red eyes were focused on his brother, Kast, who stood nearby, eyeing the crowd with a predatory gleam in his eye.

"Are you ready?" Treyfalgar asked, his voice low and menacing.

Kast nodded, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Let's do this."

Together, the brothers waded into the crowd, their dark cloaks billowing behind them. People backed away, fear etched on their faces, as they pushed through the throngs of worshippers.

As they reached the altar, Treyfalgar began to chant in a language that was not meant for mortal ears. His voice grew louder and more intense, and a wave of dark energy rippled through the air, causing the very ground to shake.

Kast drew his dagger and began to dance around the altar, slicing at anyone who dared to get too close. The worshipers screamed and scattered, but Treyfalgar and Kast continued their dark ritual, ignoring their cries of terror.

Finally, with a burst of energy, Treyfalgar raised his hands high above his head and called forth the power of Banach. A bolt of lightning shot from his fingertips, striking the altar and sending a shock wave through the temple.

The walls trembled and the ground shook, and the worshipers were thrown back by the force of the blast. But Treyfalgar and Kast stood firm, their eyes glowing with the power of the dark god.

As the dust settled, the brothers surveyed the damage they had wrought. The temple was in ruins, the worshipers were either dead or fleeing for their lives, and Treyfalgar and Kast were the only ones left standing.

Satisfied with their work, they slipped out into the night, their dark cloaks billowing behind them. They knew that they had pleased their god, and that Banach would reward them for their devotion.

And so they continued their dark work, spreading chaos and destruction wherever they went, always pushing the boundaries of what was considered acceptable. They were feared and reviled by all who knew them, but to Treyfalgar and Kast, that was just the way they liked it.