A Taste of what's to come

[DrunkPapaBear 1975]

Âzhûrz âzûrk

The First Slaughter.

 

 

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A missive is sent by goblin messengers to all the great cities of Almaris.

 

Elysium, weak, it's leadership corrupted, rampant with racism.

 

The Horde of the Iron'Uzg, guided by the might of the spirits, fighting for what is right.

 

Last cactus day, a small warband of the Horde of the Iron'Uzg, composed of 1500 orcs and 800 of their mercenaries marched to the city of Elysium, to battle against them, to clash swords against axes, shields against the big fat fist of an olog as it crashes down on you.

 

Instead, the Horde enterred the city, the square and tavern empty, all the fighters hiding inside their keep,

A surprise for the small warband who came for an honorable fight. 

 

The Horde expected better after they saw with how much haste the small warband of Elysians who sat on the walls of their own city, waiting for hours while the orcs held their yearly meeting in San'Velku.

 

For this slaughter, the small warband had to search in every house and every corner of the city, to fight the cowards.

 

The Horde departed, leaving hundreds of bodies behind, while none of their own was injured.

 

Some captives where brought back to San'Velku, Leika De Astrea amongst them. For her crimes against the descendants of Krug, her hands were taken and her body cursed by Kinul, spirit of Disease.

 

The rest of the captives were left alive, showing the mercy of Ar-Borok "The Brown" of clan Akaal, Rex of the Iron'Uzg, for the poor citizens of Elysium did not cause this war, nor did they choose it.

 

LEADERSHIP OF ELYSIUM

You brought this slaughter upon yourself, the blood of your citizens are on your hands.

The siege of the Heart of racism will not end until you rid the city of these criminals.

How many of your citizens will die like cattle before you realise your error?

You know our terms, you know how to stop this war.

Choose peace.

 

 

[!] A very nice drawing of the mighty Rex is attached to the missive, two voidal mages captured at his feet. A note written under it

"These left San'Velku, alive. Remember this, citizens of the cursed city."

 

 

 

[Jihnyny 2567]

Ulagula’Ugluk drinks his milk, thinking of the many Elysiumanites he had killed. Though for some reason not remembering the end of the raid…. 
 

 

Spoiler

Ggs. Was fun! A pain at 4 am tho

 

Edited April 17, 2022 by Jihnyny

[NotEvilAtAll 9926]

Grohnst the Olog shouts "WAAAGHH" at the top of his lungs, going back to his small hut to count pebbles.

[flexMate 328]

Ulug, the Goth of the glorious clan of Gorkil sips on his cold glass on Krug-Cola while reading the missive "Zkah dem all. Mi ahm gunna teyk deir tavurn fur myzelf."

[L0rdLawyer 2271]

Hu-din nods. "Racism is not tolerated in the West."