ColonelKuehl1 483 Share Posted December 14, 2023 A message is left for the shamans of Helious, Krugmar, and to the Kha. Solarii, look upon your shrine. Your idol, your Aztran is nothing, as you are to your spirits. New Maly eagerly bound to shamanic chains. Uruks. Slavers, slaves. A force of damnation to all you misguided with your knowledge of spirits. Homage to your acclaimed hunter, Lur rendered to dust. To the Kha. Warped slaves from one moon to another. Luara, like Mother Metztli, will fall from the heavens. Her fate is the same. To pave way for those Ancestors within the Black City in the ancient depths of Moz Strima. Heralding our infernal march. Your monoliths and icons perish. The lesson of Eclipse is Azuls machinations. Your spirits are a frail thing, an exchange of soul for a prison of stagnation. Through the devouring Divinity. That which is of Moz made an eternal ladder. Truly free are our ancestors scorned by the heavens. Free to grasp at power the gods smited us for knowing. We offer you a deal. Forsake the spirits. Enslave them. Warp them. Join us for our crusade to break free the ancient Maly and Uruks within that Black City in Moz Strima. For the sons and daughters of the Dread Primarch shall answer those drawn to the Three Truths. Knowledge is Power. Power Conquers the Foe. Peace forgives War. Power is Truth. You shall know a strangling flame and in its dark heat, shall it consume every part of you. Sincerely Lord of the Azulytes and Heir of Azul 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TeawithFrisket 2637 Share Posted December 14, 2023 (Curse phone formatting) “The shrine… the fallen star… how dark it is” she stared down at the messege as she frowns “I go to their city, to spread the light once more in their dark corners, they dare not to show- and this is what their kind do?” within her hand, the paper became aflame as she lit it with a match- she held the natural fire in her hands, feeling the severing pain, she felt alive, just like the flame- glimmering with lively fury. ”no more barking-“ she said before making heads way to her next destination in her pilgrimage. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Periphonics 358 Share Posted December 14, 2023 The mighty kha lets a low rumble of a laugh escape his lips, amused by such a proclamation. "it is of too bads they'd not known Eittitica planned to be removing the shrine anyways... Less work for Kabuki, he thinks. Foolish, non thinkers. Know not that khas devotion to the fallen Muuna wavers not even when gone." And thus, begins the construction of the greater shrine of Metztli An evil little imp catches wind of these occurrences, and begins to jump around with excitement. "Ra’drakurz raht roknoth kuul ra’vaznan amol tul. KILL THE WEAK. DEATH!!! THEY ALL DIE!" 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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