The Rex in Hassheld

[Smaw 2376]

"Da Buurz'Mojo wilh bi cleanzed fromh diz playze."

(A Witch Doctor in ceremonial garb)

 

 

Kharak'Raguk slid over the walls of Hassheld, crashing onto the ground below. A small cloud of sand rose to his ankles, hovering there for a second as he stood himself up. He overlooked the vast land, squinting his eyes as he began to scan the area. He looked between the houses scattered about the town, but oddly, there was little sign of life outside of the ravens that were perched upon the sandstone tiles.

 

A look of disappointment morphed upon the Rex' face as he came to a disheartening realisation. Hassheld had been abandoned by the cultists. It seemed the citizens of the town had fled after the news of the impending Waaagh, choosing rather to spare their lives than fight for a land they would inevitably lose. Kharak removed the satchel that was slung over his right shoulder, setting it beside his feet. As it touched the ground, the ringing of glass pierced through the air for a brief moment. Kharak sighed, slapping a letter against his open palm as he stood in quiet contemplation. 

 

 

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As time passed, a chilling wind swept onto the island, awaking Kharak from his introspective silence. He shook his head as he came back from his daydreaming, glancing down to the satchel beside his feet. He knelt down and began to rummage through it, his hand swathing through various glass vials; a mesh of purple and green hues. He procured one vial in particular, that of a deep purple coloration. As he rose back to his feet, a small smirk formed upon his face. 

 

The Rex popped open the vial, pouring the contents into the earth below. When he had finished, he packed up his things and looked back to the letter. After a moment, he shook his head, and tossed it into the bubbling, purple concoction that writhed upon the floor.

 

The Rex turned from the village, climbing back over the wall and into the War Uzg. The land would be cleansed in time, and would come to serve as a useful addition to the Orcs.

[Travista 1361]

Shreck'Lak would be inclined to think the cultists were spineless *******.

[Remyy 952]

Luna growls after having to move her guild

"People are now homeless.. damn it!" she shouts gritting her teeth

"******* Urucks.. the entirety of Taliyu'Cihi is in shambles.. looks like we will need a new base.."

[Argontum 153]

2 hours ago, Travista said:

Shreck'Lak would be inclined to think the cultists were spineless *******.

Yuguub'Lak would think the same.

[herculean_wud 3662]

Wud grunts, a slim smile forcing its way onto his previously dim yet somewhat stern countenance. 

[𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖚𝖘𝖍 2451]

Vorgo'Yar would peer over the small land, seeing a tumbleweed pass through, he would watch it tumble over the destroyed Letter of Oren. He would gaze upon the letter, turning his head and grunting with approval.

[Angmarzku 1251]

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