The Battle of Ash

[Qizu 4039]

 

WER IDOL DI WER ADULESE
The Serpent’s Revenge

 

 

Bithe’Vah calls upon us to prepare, to fall into the sin that drives us.
How far will we fall?

 

 

The earth shook as the banner was placed upon the battlefield. Visions plagued the mind, voices creeped upon the ear. . .

As the warband of undead set their sights upon the lands of Tor’Praeth victory was likely ensured. The Prophet of the lands defeated prior, the Regent of the Titan missing - all was silent in the lands of Tor’Praeth. Though even when silence consumes, it does not mean that life exists within it. The Serpent and his followers had been lingering within the hanging fortress for some time. Displacing themselves from their own pits of despair, they awaited for this very moment. As horns were sounded off and armies marched, war had begun. 

 

Through a battle of fire and magick the forces of Undeath were swiftly pelted into the cavities within the earth. Few were even capable of getting close enough as they were overwhelmed with the powers of the Titan though this did not stop their charge. What remained of the group after the initial charge persisted against the Serpent and his Forces. The sister of the dragon doing most of the brute work upon their armies as she laid waste to those who headed the front of their charge. The two followers of the Prophet came to aid swiftly as they casted artillery upon the charges of the dead. The battlefield moved back and forth as losses were soon taken account for. Some moved to flee whilst others proclaimed their bravery in the name of their Dark Lord yet even those who sought to run were met with more. Standing in their path was the Titan of the Serpent’s Horde - The Sunderer. A behemoth of a construct blocked off their retreat slaughtering some and capturing others; the forces of Undeath were pinched between those they sought to kill. They fought valiantly, though quickly were felled to the Ways of the Serpent.

What men of their charge remained were quickly rounded up to kneel before the Dragon as conversation ensued. Jabs were made, ego was displayed, and pride was broken. However,  the fate of these creatures is remembered solely by those who survived. Once all was completed, dragon’s fled from the caverns they hid in. Their force no longer needed in the lands of the North - a destination had been made.

 

 

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[!] In the halls of Tor’Praeth a message was left - a quote from the Way of the Serpent

 

“Strive to rise above everyone who doubts you. Play the card of resilience where they make quick grabs for fame and power. When they play the long game, smother them in your glory and rise above all. You must be the best in whichever pursuit you undergo - you must be perfect.”
 

 

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[femurlord 2428]

The dirt roils, pebbles shift and a decayed hand bore through, as if a bass breaching water. The dead rise again, forever to walk the earth.

 

[Ryanark 1975]

"Step one, sister— secure the keys." the enwreathed Ahnakriel told Ystifae @Yagi_Kamisama