Rudi 1747 Share Posted April 25, 2017 _____________________________________________________________________________________________ The last years have been extraordinary hard for the people in Bastion. With the sudden expandation of the Vanders in the northern frozen wastelands, the followers of Owyn, aroused the attention of something they didn’t expect, yet could comprehend. Mordring, an ancient being, described as a dragon entirely made out of bones, ruler of the Abyss, a place no mortal being has access to, decided to teach the mortals of the Westerland of a lesson they shall not forget that quickly. Starting off with the demolishing of Quarryville, continuing with the transformation of a Vanderlorian princess into a Husk like being. Modring truly caused a change upon the Westerland, ordering his necromancers to raise hundreds of ghouls each day, while their loyal minions ‘harvest’ more corpses to get risen out off the nearby villages. But all these efforts, from the Vanders to strike back and reclaim their lands, which were stripped by the hordes of Undead and their cruel war chiefs, came to an ultimate halt, as the elite forces of Mordring achieved their ultimate triumph in causing their own king to flee out off his own palace. Stripped of their leader, their will to fight was broken and only a few loyal mortals are remaining in the former so proud bastion of Humanity. A former beacon of Faith, Right and Wealth. But the West burns. _____________________________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________________________________________________________________ There was once the silent and sleeping Abyss gate, the realm of Mordring, filled with ice and snow. A place so silent and dark, even experts can’t tell if it ever gets days in these lands. But King Caius changed it, he woke up the frozen lands, and it started to melt and burn, pouring out hordes of all sorts of unliving creatures. And the forge can’t be be stopped. The pure white snow turns grey and grey turns to black, with each passing circle the sun reveals what is no more hiding in the far north. The former so untouched realms, have been devoured by the forges and miners of the elder Wraith Ghamul. Mines and gleaming forges replaced the silence and darkness, ghoul pits and flesh farms, the ice pikes and snow. And an army was risen, the drakes being tamed, the engines prepared and the fire of Mordring ignited. And so the West will Burn _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Spoiler The event will take place on Saturday the 29th of April at mostly 5pm Est. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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bromadan 368 Share Posted April 25, 2017 Garrett the Ghoul with whip in hand cracks it against the flesh of the Mortals, forcing slave and ghoul alike to continue with their work. The fires of Industry will engulf the forests, the arms and armor for the Legion of the Damned shall be forged within these dark pits. The Ghoul Quartermaster sneers and laughs as he watches them all toil in the mines, proud of their service to their Master. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
bumblefina 2766 Share Posted April 25, 2017 Spoiler "I have to go back!" "You will die, Rosella!" "Then let me die for the only place I felt at home!" The woman barged from the dingy tavern room at the southern end of Tahn, her plate armor making a racket as she scooped up her things. Hastily strapping a sword to her hip, she fought back the emotions broiling within her. Reports were seeping into Mardon of the emptiness of Bastion, of the ever increasing desolation of the West. Rosella knew it would fall, she had for some time, but may the Creator damn her to the Six Hells if she wasn't there fighting it until her last breath. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ford 1996 Share Posted April 25, 2017 Maaz feels change in the breeze. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
lawnmowerman 3040 Share Posted April 25, 2017 the ghost of baldric crast remains on the peacekeeper's perch ready for the war !!! Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
HurferDurfer1 2979 Share Posted April 25, 2017 Coltaine wanders with his pal Ranholf and co, the dead delivering death with macabre grace and skill. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gallic 1066 Share Posted April 26, 2017 At night, the woods are ravaged. ...By sunrise, the woods fight back. The howling of the pines have gained an eerie venom to them. The trees are watching... Spoiler 4 hours ago, bromadan said: The fires of Industry will engulf the forests, Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Travista 1361 Share Posted April 26, 2017 "Feuer Anschluss ja ja!" Cries Hans. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
cablam 477 Share Posted June 16, 2017 Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. 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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