Of Blood, Bronze, and Horn

[SteppeNomad 1552]

 

 

 

 

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The Sounds of Beasts Drown out my Thoughts

We march onward, the clear sky marks it as a good day

The clamor of bronze strikes our souls

For they march, the beast's eyes upon us now

 

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The firelands, long known as a source of danger for those who dwell in the ashy valleys below. These lands, native to the various beastmen who roam across its rugged county know only freedom to do as they will, to live their natural way. In their blood is the instinct to congregate, to move forwards to fresher pastures. First, only a few trickled in, seemingly singular individuals looking for lairs, for sustenance. Slaves and gladiators were sent, removing such beasts

 

Yet, not singular in number. These lone beasts weak and unarmored were but only the advanced scouts of a larger more devastating herd. Seeking to add to their territory. Already they had taken their number up to the GREAT RAM FORTRESS, her forges churning and smokestacks pouring, as the beasts labored to cast the metal they needed for their warmachine. Forging weapons and Panoplies for their elite.

 

 

THE BRAVE BAND, GLORIOUS Heroes! Hoplites clad in second skins of polished bronze, and heavy shield, paid well, each a hero each an individual looking to prove his worth in salt strode forth to meet this foe gathering on the borders of great Krugmenistan. Their forces commanded by the Indomitable Rex, and lead in the field by the Bronze Goliath himself, Ulagula'Ugluk.

 

These heroes, came upon a shipment of fresh metals and arms from the fortress, their forces met by a great threat. The beastmen poured from the plains and the hills, and their great Champions announced challenge. And with Challenge they were met!

 

 

 

The battle raged, and the Heros, strength of Leyd in their arms, drove those beastmen from the borders, though not before they took their bronze and their arms with them into the depths of the Firelands.

 

Dedicating their victories to the Pantheon, the Phalanx, mustered in their strength brought the captured of the Minotaurs before the great Qarkah. Reeling in their weakness, Qarkah gave these beasts a new purpose. To redeem their weakness by culling that of others. And locked them away in the depths of Qarkah's Labyrinth. To guard the treasures it holds.

 

The hero's bathing in the Adulation of the GREAT Krugmensitan, and SILVERED Sulianpoli knew, that the Herd will come once more. They are on the Moove... And now that the Labyrinth is complete, New Heros may prove themselves GREAT. And earn the vast treasures within.

 

Undying is the KLEOS, this DIVINE GLORY we win!

'LO MAY THOSE WHO HAVE DONE THEIR DUTY RECEIVE THEIR JUST REWARD!

 

And those who fell, find theirs.

 

Rest now, Heroes, take your spoils, cast new bronze, nurse your wounds, mourn your dead, prepare thyselves.

 

The Herd Cometh

 

 

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Come lads

 

TELL US YOUR TALES OF BATTLE, SO YOUR IMMORTAL KLEOS MAY BE SUNG THROUGH ALL TIME!

 

 

[[[Welcome to our new Storyline! One thematic and full of great struggles and great dramas sure to bring about the HERO inside you! Its hosted in Sulianpoli! The Silver Colony in great Krugmenistan! This eventline not only has large events and consequences and rewards for actions, but also static nodes, extra resources, trade, and a few CHALLENGES and DUNGEONS for even foreigners to TEST THEIR SALT! Come and test yourself in our Labyrinth! Come prove your STRENGTH in the TEMPLE OF IRON and receive great 'Boons' and many blessings!))

 

 

Tell your legends here!

 

Edited April 14, 2022 by SteppeNomad

[Jihnyny 2567]

Ulagula the Bronze Goliath feasts on his fresh milk and ugluk beef, lifting his cup to the fallen and to his victory over the honor klomp against one of the large minotaur. His bronze armor shining as kaktus smoke filled his blarg and escape through the small windows in the back. “Hoohoohruuu”

[The Media Wizard 2954]

Amaesil frowns. "What... is a Krugmenistan?"

[AdventureMaan 130]

As Alexandros the Swift read the missive within his new abode, he remembered the events of the battle that took place. He remembered standing high upon that volcanic mountain, looking down upon the mighty Minotaur and its hideous Goatmen guards. His spear streaking through the air, like a lighting bolt sent down from the heavens, plunging into the goliath sized shoulder of a Goatman. The razor-sharp point of his bronze gladius piercing the side of another Goatman, stopping the creature from seizing hold of one of his companions. "Much kleos was earned that day!" Alexandros muttered to himself, folding the missive and placing it in his satchel. Alexandros looked fondly upon these memories, as they would be the beginning of Alexandros the Swift's heroic tale.

 

 

Spoiler

Was a really good event! Thanks to Drunk and Deep for running the player run event

 

Edited April 14, 2022 by AdventureMaan

[Vilebranch 280]

The Patriarch of the Ugluk Clan beamed upon hearing of his brother's victory; Minotaur meeting Minotaur in honorable combat. He loomed over the burning forge, molten bronze flowing into a prepared mold as he went about constructing his gift. "HA-QARKAH!"

[riorr 1780]

A fair elven hoplite adjusted his chlamys and picked up a spear! "For the motherland." He proclaimed.