Haunting

[HedgeHug 2049]

 

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Blinded… he wandered…

 

A suffocating fog reeking of death and decay surrounded the old orc. His vision blurred as all about him was darkened.

 

Deafened… he searched…

 

Desperate to find a way out of this… nightmare. Walking slowly through the marsh he found himself into. A shriek to his left startled the shaman, to then find out it was merely a crow, sitting on a pole in the water. Watching him. It then flew away, and following its path Shagaraths gaze fell upon a tree…

 

Speechless… he stared…

 

For before him stood a dying tree, from it hung the body of Kharak Raguk. Recognized by the shaman, whom stood there without motion. A cool breeze hitting him from behind, making him shiver.

 

A whisper then… in his ear coming from the entity that floated behind him.

 

"My Servant..."

 

Shagarath’s body then fell forward into the marshy soil, turning around trembling he looked upon the one that spoke.

 

It was Orgon, though in a different state he once saw him. Weaker… smaller, wounded and adorned in fresh scars.

 

“N-no! You were destroyed!” The elder spoke in disbelief of what he saw. His comment met with a cackle.

 

 

“Did you really think it’s ‘that’ easy to get rid of me?” Orgon scoffed, eyeing the dangling body on the tree. “He is no more… but you… Shagarath… my treasured servant… you still breathe.”

 

“No… N-no… This cannot be happening!” Shagarath cried out, his frame locked to the ground. Any effort taken to stand up failing.

 

Orgon inhaled deeply, sniffing the flesh and bone of the old shaman. “Hmmm… feed me… Shagarath… feed me with strength… tell the mortals to praise to the true spirit of disease.”

 

With wide open eyes, the shaman remained silenced.

 

“Go, Shagarath, feed me…” The last words sounding as a mere whisper to the old orc as a mass of crows flew at him and all turned to black.

 

He later woke up in his tent in the middle of the night, his hands waving in front of him in a protective manner, fending off imaginary crows. An elf that woke up in the corner, hastily moved towards him and cared for him until he was at rest once more…

 

 

 

A nightmare ?

 

A vision ?

 

 

 

A task ?

 

[Smaw 2376]

Kharak'Raguk would sigh from his Greater Ancestral plane.

[MangoArt 399]

Yuglix runs in circles in Stargush'Stroh and spins in his grave "Nub nub nub nub nub nub" 

[Moby_Derp 163]

Gukdan'Raguk would be making breakfast, having no idea that Shagarath had a vision of Orgon.