Malaise 1570 Share Posted October 5, 2016 The Azdrazi The Sons of Dragons “In the days of yore, when Aegis yet hosted descendant life, there existed two, ancient towers, whose names were Aemon and Daemon. It is said that therein, the race of dragons made covenant with the race of Man. The god Dragur - whose very breath animated stone into life, birthing dragons - so fancied Men, admiring their indomitable wills and capacity for genius. His children, the Dragaar were bestowed unto Man as guardians, forever sworn to safeguard the nascent sons of Horen. It is rumored that this covenant is accredited to Horen’s adoption of a black dragon as his personal standard.” - On Men and Dragons, alleged records of an Aegisian Scribe The Azdrazi are the ancient scions of the Aegisian Knights who pledged themselves to the chieftain of dragons. There's is a path of sworn devotion, both in spirit and body. Enamored with the grandeur of Dragur’s children, the progenitors of the order strove to be like their idols in every way. Donning scaled armor, they dressed like their gods. Ascending the highest mountains, they took to the skies like their gods. Wielding fire, they fought like their gods. The greatest of the dragons, Azdromoth - who so honored the covenant between Horen and Dragur - bestowed the gift of dragonflame unto the souls of the aspirants in return for eternal, leal service. Beneath the wings of their lord, the ancient Azdrazi - as named for their master - erected great bastions of dragon worship. Their feats were without rival. The Azdrazi, in all their might, were without means to reproduce. Their seed sowed life as it was before their transformation. Their scions were without the dragonflame they so cherished. Dragon worship yet persisted for aeons, passed down by hopeful, but fruitless, aspirants. Their worship yielded naught. Azdromoth’s defeat at the hands of Eshtael damned them to a slow demise. The greatest were petrified, buried with their master. The weakest died alone, crumbling into ash. The Azdrazi of old were requited naught by the years. They were never again to feel the warmth of fire without the presence of their ancient, imprisoned master. Ancient Dragon Worship “Lead us from the darkness, O’ my Lord. Fill our hearts with fire, so we may walk your shining path. Azdromoth, yours is the light in our eyes, the fire in our hearts, the heat in our loins. Yours is the sun that warms our days, yours the stars that guard us in the dark of night. Chiefest of Dragons, defend us. Lord of the Sky, protect us. Azdromoth, who gave us flame, we thank you. Azdromoth, who gave us life anew, we thank you. We thank you for the flame that warms us. We thank you for the skies that watch us. We thank you for our hearts and for our torches, that may pave the way for your eternal reign.” - Azdrazi Hymn of Anointment “All hail, First Born, Giver of Flame, Father of Giants, Protector of The Faithful, Long shall be his reign.” - Azdrazi Prayer of Beckoning “Feel the embrace of fire and rejoice. You are free at last prisoner of flesh. Let his purifying embrace take you in whole. Bring to this one your pure kiss. Free the sinners from their torment. Hail Azdromoth, Lord of Dragons and bringer of flame.” -Azdrazi Chant of Revelry (More to be added over time.) Relevant links: To clarify, the Azdrazi are the organization of current day Nephilim, having returned. This post is a peek at what they are. Nothing more. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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The Great Mongol Khan 1110 Share Posted October 5, 2016 Cardinal Godwin Rothgard chants at an undisclosed holy place, "Purge and purify, purge and purify" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
HurferDurfer1 2979 Share Posted October 5, 2016 Coltaine raves about killing dragon servants. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Share Posted October 5, 2016 In the vastness of a war torn realm wanders Alistair with a scroll in hand, fellowship following closely. The mutant looks towards the other vagrants on the roads passively, the vestiges of a proud grin sprawled on his scarred features. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ambduscias 1028 Share Posted October 5, 2016 "Fear the old dark" mutters an irrelevant cultist Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ooooowee 559 Share Posted October 5, 2016 Caerwyn grins at his fellow vagrants, a newfound purpose with his being. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Sug 2809 Share Posted October 5, 2016 A young elf nods before returning to his tomes. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aesopian 1640 Share Posted October 5, 2016 Look guys, says Ti'gobser, if you want to speak like ye ol'timey person, you should read up on it beforehand -- else you'll make strange mistakes. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chthonian_ 100 Share Posted October 22, 2016 *Ornias spits his breakfast milk* Awww hellll nawwww.... Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wendigo 786 Share Posted January 30, 2017 Moved to the Archive. If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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