Scourge of the Greenskins.

[Dalek348 1962]

*in the scathing, oppressive heat of the Nether, the Realm of the Fallen One, the blood-curdling screams of tormented ghasts float eerily in the air. Contained in the gilded bookcases of Drauchriem, another distinct book lies in a bracket. Like the others, this fresh books is bound in leather as dark as obsidian and bears the golden insignia of the Undead Fyrste and inscribed in the cover is the title;

Flagellum frondoso pellibus, Scourge of the Greenskins.

Kamees, 33rd of Suns Smile, 1315

continued in a text obviously with the aptitude of a skilled novelist, the text upon the parchment is golden in hue and is written with discernable flair*

As the scathing heat of the desert sun in Krugmar beated down upon the robed men wielding staves of gold, a gale of wind disturbed the ancient sands and threw them into the air, seemingly expressing feelings of a predetermined wrath, one that only the robed men could sense the reasoning for. The objectives of the robed men, us, I should state, were clear and simple. Set a whip upon the greenskins, the orcs, become the scourge of such a race, and put them in their rightful place in this world.

We advanced onward, coming to a large sandstone wall, and we knew we had reached the place. The Prophet, adorning his fearsome black robes trimmed with silver raised a staff and muttered some words behind his hood, words of an arcane origin that only The Chosen may hear. Spheres of destruction erupted from his staff, leaving behind them trails of fire and ash. 'Fireballs!' one greenskin cried, quickly enough that his screams were not cut short by our swift judgement. This was not the last to die by us.

Taking advantage of the greenskins lack of intelligence and swiftness to respond, we climbed the spires of Sanhar, the mongrel vermin town inhabiting the orcs, and began to rain down Nether upon the city of sand and dirt. As the sun set, casting an orange glow across the rooftops of the town, the differences between the glow of the sunset became almost indistinguishable from the fiery glow of the fires that were quickly spreading across the city like water upon rock.

At first, just few greenskins threatened to slay us, all unsuccessful, and all suffering the exact same tormented fate as the others who were swiftly cast down with remorseless judgement. Soon, as the vermin heard our lightning from afar, more came to throw themselves at us with such high zest in order to gain some ardent glory from a force superior to them. Such idiocy should not be tolerated. They too were slain.

It soon became apparent, despite the filthy Aengul blood's best efforts, that we would prevail with such ease. It was with great joy that I set the 'great' Sage Okonkwo ablaze with my lightning. I even managed to find the opportunity to chuckle as I watched him frantically search for a way to extinguish the flames. He dissapeared behind a building, I can only assume he perished like the rest. A great blow to their cause, and symbolic of our absolute control over Aegis.

Our thirst for mortal blood being satisfied, we returned to our realm, Drauchriem. I am certain that we sent a cruel and harsh message that struck cold into the hearts of mortal vermin. We have become the whip, the scourge of Aegis. No one can dispute that. The power to destroy something is the absolute control over it. We have that power.

Let us leave this text with these words which will hopefully inspire my brothers and sisters onto great things. If they would give their lives to defend their nation, their world, their entirety, then let us oblige them.

Et terror vester,

Fyrste.

[Akeron 55]

(( You should seriously consider writing a book. +1 internetz to you! ))

Not to pardon the mood and such, Fyrste, but what is there to control when the entire world is dominated? I am curious to see how the world will one day end.

[Hiebe 2493]

Oi! Undead... guy, you forgot bout the part where we won and you lost! har har

Oh and your overlord got slain by a "greenskin" called Aerog.

The whole wolrd of Aegis was there to defend the proud orcs and their city.

I even Scorced a few undead me self

Its bad when undead have to do propaganda against themselves to keep their "sprites" up

[Akeron 55]

I cannot even begin to explain how annoying your voice is.

Use proper literacy or just cower back into the dirt, scum.

[Hiebe 2493]

Har har a human who wants literacy haha I dont need it mate as I talk like a dwarf....

[Akeron 55]

You've just admitted your entire race is stupid...

[Lym 849]

((Oh so you have access to Drauchriem, Hiebe? ...

Again, perfectly written. I love the way you tell stories. Keep up the good work!))

[Navjir 61]

[Picks up the book in hand, curious of its contents. Upon inspection, he reads the cover, brow furrowing in concentration and interest. He lightly runs his fingers along the cover, inspecting it close. He opens the book slowly and with care, not wanting to ruin the pages within. He reads the first paragraph and instantly grows interested. His face cracks a crooked grin as he reads of the foolish Orcs and there attempt to fight back against these... "Robed men". He is drawn in, finding the failure of the Orcs quite humorous. Natheus gets to the last sentence, he finishes the book and nods with satisfaction. With a delicate movement, he replaces the book from where he had found it.]

"Interesting... It still amazes me that these foolish Orcs even exist to this day. No matter, they will be slaughtered soon enough, either by the damned, or themselves."

[Turns and continues on his travels.]

[Dalek348 1962]

((Not to be a spoil sport, I appreciate all your enthusiastic responses in RP, but as I stated before in my previous thread, you don't know this book exists. It's in Drauchriem :]))

[Coconuta 141]

(( had to log out in that fight D: kind of funny because i tried to leave and someone hit me and a ascended put me out of fire, still awesome book =D))

[Akeron 55]

(( I've been there, yeah, but your right. I have no clue how I'd find one book out of very, very many.

[Djinne 32]

((Oh so you have access to Drauchriem, Hiebe? ...

Again, perfectly written. I love the way you tell stories. Keep up the good work!))

((well, ascended have blink, and the book was described as fairly pro :P I'd think it would stand out ))

[Garn 14]

Apologies for going off topic. Well written. I should never post before I have breakfast.

[Dalek348 1962]

((Stop discussing this in my thread without OOC tags. It's completely irrelevant, take it to PMs if you really feel the need to argue with someone))

[Alex_Pan 112]

*Meanwhile, Aerog'Lur is cooking a halfling leg.*