Pact of Echoes

[Monster_Duck 365]

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Ziwot’uya

Spirit of Echoes and Subterranean Winds

An ambitious uruk paced back and forth in Lurak, awaiting news of where the raiders of Krugistan were to strike next, but in the cavern the horde of Krug called home, naught could be heard but the drip of water resonating across its walls sourced from a chasm far below his feet. Bolog, as the orc was called, was not a descendant of importance. He belonged to no clan; he held no great weapon; and his name did not bring fear in the hearts of his foes, but a great orc of days gone by, Kybaal’Akaal, saw something in him that he lacked the vision to see within himself. On this day, the once-rex approached his apprentice once more 

Et ahm tik, have latz dezided wub Ilzgul wi ahm packin’ lat with?

Bolog, ever unsure, simply called for an elemental representative of air, before guiding the elder shaman to a safe secluded corner of the city, in which to conduct this spirit walk. The pair pass a smoking bowl of kaktus green between the two of them, and as soon as the young orc grew comfortable, he experienced something once more:

Ilzugl-ur pukhl-izg. Thrak agh ukh-iizubu ‘lat agh, nork brumburz-izubu

Whether it was the guttural chant of ancient blah, or the hazy contents of the bowl, one could not say, but Bolog’s eyes began to water, and soon after his soul wandered. As the duo fell from their current plane of existence, they landed in a dark realm, unlike any Bolog had seen before. As the two orcs stepped forward, every step echoed with the chorus of stampeding mustangs. Every drawn breath sounded back at them in the darkness a thousand times over. 

Offer et zumthing tu karry on da windz, speak liez agh et will punish lat

Bolog, steadying his breath, eyed the darkness before him, knowing that a pact with this echo, might become the leading chorus of his time on Aevos. The truth he shared with the spirit were merely a whisper, but the restless elemental cried back in response to his word, a cacophony of laughter and judgement bouncing off the walls of the distant cavern. The overwhelming wind of voices was the last thing the pair experienced before finding themselves once more in a familiar cave; one they both had called home for some years. 

Latz attrakted a cruel zpirit… Bi kareful with dat azh

 

 

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Bolog
Lesser Spirit of Air