[Storyline] So it begins..

[Faerilien 226]

 

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In an area most secret and secluded four vile scholars came together.. The Spider, who donned a beastly appearance, The King of Nothing, who donned bandages all over its body, The Newblood, clad in his dwarven battle garbs, and The Foul General, who donned robes draped in black and green.

 

“It is time, war nears..”

 

The General spoke then as he revealed a helmet, one that belonged to a valiant knight. He laid it down on a black pedestal before them.

 

“This, is the helmet of Ser Victor Rorin..” “The only mortal man that has seen my face and survived…”

 

The General hissed as he raised his hands high up in the air, black smog emanating around his vicious hands. So too did the rest follow him, a miasma of black engulfing the altar on which that helmet rested. The General’s hands turned black, rotten veins sprouting out from under his skin at his forearms. His eyes turned black as he gazed upon the helmet of that knight.

 

“It is time. . . to repay him..”

“Heed me, Victor.. Heed me Numendil.. I shall rule your people with an iron fist!”

 

Spoiler

@KidKrinkles @AstriaS We already started with a bit of a storyline, I have decided I want to expand on this, considering the recent developments with Numendil and arrangements made with our group for events and stuff. Let this post serve as an introduction post, more to come!   

 @Mestvin @lemonke @TheCaptain

 

 

[TheCaptain 639]

The King of nothing, the foul, mummified corpse of an ancient Uruk, Augrec spoke their turn "War... War never changes" and so it departed to mummify another corpse for their eternal army. 

[lemonke 6014]

"WE'LL SEE EACH OTHER PRETTY SOON! VICTOR AND THAT PLANT WOMAN! KAKAAKAKOH!" Cackled a hag as she prepared her vile deeds alongside her comrades.

 

Spoiler

I love being cringe with my student and friends!!!

 

[KidKrinkles 2043]

Ser Victor sat staring into a fire in the tavern in Numendil. He'd sit upright. A tingle on the back of his neck.

 

"... huh... a' wonder whatever 'appened to my 'elmet..."

 

He'd shrug after a moment. But that tingle didn't leave. It was probably nothing.

 

Right?

[Mestvin 947]

"Death is a gift allow me to share it" Exclaimed in a whispy voice one of the Weavers