A Stormy Sacrifice

[Rassidic 470]

The blades of many fallen were dug into the ground in the orcish savannah. The Covenant of Mar's small force lay dead across the grass , their armor still across their weak and pale bodies.

 

In the distance , there would sit a large altar , surrounded by orcs of all creeds and colors , chanting and grunting to a single spirit. The Spirit of Storms. The corpse of Za'goth laid sprawled out across the altar , his body melted and charred , only his face remaining recognizable.

 

The foolish man had lept into lava to avoid the orcish wrath that was chasing him. He was a true coward , and unfortunately , his men would not know of his cowardly act of suicide.

 

For now , The Spirit of Storm was content. He was content with a coward for a sacrifice.

[Salvo 1852]

Grak'Lur growls, returning to his hunting business. The battle against Mar was not one that satisfied his bloodlust.

 

 

 

"Dummeez Sharaz." he says as he goes to mount his Lur Wolf.

[_krug_ 247]

Glumpuz watches the sacrifice, grinning wildly.

 

"Prayze Neizdark..." he says, chewing on what appears to be one of the charred eyeballs of Za'goth.

[L0rdLawyer 2272]

Hu-Din watches and then yells "NYZDURK!"
 

[Raptorious 1899]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.