Ryanark 2738 Share Posted March 26, 2025 "HELLLLVETTEEEEEEEEE...!!!!!!!" ... Isleífr's cry, sharp and raging in his mother tongue, echoed through the air as he failed to run down the cur, Perea. A mere ten feet away, the master drove his stake into the earth, scattering the Norn and his brothers. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Xergarok 811 Share Posted March 26, 2025 Barrowlord Khôr accompanied the Palelord, captor of Fëanor, as they ventured from an undisclosed location deep into the Dreamer's Marsh. Anticipation... After all this time... After the destruction of their home... Victory at the hand of the Palelord. As history was being written, from the East a thunderous sound came to announce the arrival of an enemy host... As the cavalry charged through the swamps, the Barrowlord braced. Their life would buy the Emissary the time they needed to bring the Abyss to Aevos... And so was it that after an arduous struggle against the Maleficar the Wight was pinned to the ground by the wail of one of its own... With heavy words escaping its mouth, they were hewn down by a handful of Maleficar. Their armor vanished akin to smoke in the wind, though an accursed mask was left behind, claimed by mortal hands... Soon would that vengeful spirit emerge from the shadows once more... 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
KillerMaid 636 Share Posted March 26, 2025 Malna, not taking any chances, goes to stock up at the Jun Lei clinic... and bakes a lot of cookies. "Maybe it was irony that I got that gym membership yesterday...." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
don dada 579 Share Posted March 26, 2025 (edited) Edited March 26, 2025 by norse Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
PrimnyaQuorum 4009 Share Posted March 26, 2025 At the cliff's overlooking that haunted Swamp, a Librarian looks into the further reaches - corpses shambling, blight clinging to the air. He looks down, unto the base of that cliff - nothing but rocks, and yet he knows more lies beneath. It is not long before he moves on - downward, into the treetops, watching. Waiting. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
marsloll 1384 Share Posted March 26, 2025 "Traitor...!" The last words that fell from that accursed amalgam before it's timely undeath in the ragged swamps rung like church bells in the back of an Adunian's mind. She dipped her hands into the basin of the church, rolling the water over her worn knuckles. It was a gentle. sweeping motion before it slowly grew erratic as nails clawed and scrubbed at the skin until it was red and raw - the 'filth' in her mind sticking to her skin like it was glue, unable to let go. That sin, that blood, that never quite faded even if there was nothing there. Traitor. It echoed again in her mind, tolling once more. One, two, then three. I'll show them a traitor. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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