Panashea 2644 Share Posted October 24, 2023 (edited) MUSIC[Photosensitivity Warning]: Spoiler In the desolate, scorching expanse of the desert, where the sun bore down with an unrelenting fury, a group of orcs embarked to expunge themselves of their shadow. Rumor and superstition had bred disharmony within the clan, and so the Flame sought to expunge it.Swathed in the bone armaments of their clan, they trudged forth with a sense of purpose emanating from a force larger than themselves. They chanted hymns to their Spirits and Ancestors, guttural voices rough with a fervent zeal. The oppressive shadows that danced upon their minds revealed themselves in the shadow of the darkened sky. The night offered no respite, shrouded in a darkness deeper than the blackest abyss, where the howls of their secrets resonated through the sands. The light of fire granted them the clarity to unify over a greater cause. A war in which the chaos of their souls themselves would be tamed, and the shadows extinguished. In the quiet moments beneath the vast, star-studded canopy, they whispered a covenant to the unseen forces that guided their footsteps. The Shamans must ascend to meet with their Spirits. Prophecy calls out to the children of Krug. THE PROPHECY[Photo-sensitivity Warning]: Spoiler https://imgur.com/a/wDIRHlf Edited October 24, 2023 by Panashea 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mannamannaa 1626 Share Posted October 24, 2023 Upon creaking boards and amidst the soft splashing of brine against salt-stained planks, a weathered grey figure jerks away from Drelthok's embrace of sleep. Muscles spasm even as a weary ache in the disgruntled and confused orc's bones bring some measure of awareness back to formerly frantic thoughts. Red pupils, after long moments of searching the starlit skies above for some undiscovered answer, slowly tear away from imagined nightmares to gaze northwards. The small vessel rocks. No Blah, modern or old, is uttered. No oars dip into water. And yet, in this scene of silence... Kor'garr wonders. Is it time? A calling? Or just another unsettling mirage from that cursed Eye? Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
BakedPotato 322 Share Posted October 24, 2023 As the green hued uruk made her way back to the goi her fever began to grow. She would play their conversation over in her head and think on it. In the silence and loneliness of the night with the only sound being her steps in the sand she would begin to speak to no one in particular, "It iz tik tu zpread Vitalizm... Azh fer all, azh fer uz." She muttered. Though her fevered state made it hard to think clearly, she knew she was excited. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wizzar 481 Share Posted October 24, 2023 A certain urukim returns from his own pilgrimage deep into the Earth to find his Akaal brothers had left without him "Mi guezz mi will have to hear wub happened...." he grumbles with a heavy sigh Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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