And So The Moon Rises...

[Geo 1415]

 

 

As the moon begins to rise high over Elysium Morthawl proudly patrols the halls of his home, heavily treading on all fours as his ears perk high, taking in the sounds of the working Kharajyr.  He glances into the armoury as he passes, only to catch a glimpse of the bundles of freshly made barbed Karakatuan arrows.  Sparks drift through the gates and out into the tropic air aside the trees, the Kharajyr smiths hard at work to mould fine, agile Karakatuan armour.  The Dra'Metza storm the beaches clad in Kharajyr golden-bronze, watching over the borders of their lands.  A few scouts are seen darting down the colossal dunes, eager to share their newly acquired knowledge.  The refugee citizens of the Kharajyr tend to their belongings, mates, and kittens.  Preperation for war went well.  The Tlatlanni rises upon two feet, and beating his trident against the ground as his ferocious maw roars out toward the sandy coast.  Chanting in the tongue of Metztli as he bashes the trident's stave against the ground, rallying the nearby warriors to his side.  

 

 

"Vun duu muhk ryja dra Unl rihdat uin geht, duu muhk ryja drao cdyppat yd uin bneta, duu muhk ryja drao tecknylat Metztli! Vun ed ec desa du cruf draca lremtnah uv Krug dryd fa yna dra bnatydunc, yht dras dra bnao!  Vun cuuh fa femm pa uh dra veamt uv pyddma ymuhkceta uin ymmeac, dra cduha geh, du bid tufh dra bnao vun kuut!  Cu lusa huf, rihd ymuhkceta ouin geh, ymuhkceta ouin Tlatlanni, ymuhkceta Metztli!  Fa yld huf, vun cuuh fa femm ku du fyn, yht ymm femm pa yd bayla.  Vun dra kmuno uv dra lnaydun, dra kuttacc, dra sudran.  Vun Metztli!"

 

Morthawl then sets fire to a large brazier, as the Kharajyr begin to feast on the large mounts of cake that had been laid out for them, as well as several jungle brews and steaming hot meats.  He had written down on a sandstone tablet a recital of his small speech, in the common tongue, so it may be valued and praised by others than the Kin of Metztli.  It went as follows:

 

"For too long have the Orc hunted our kind, too long have they stabbed at our pride, too long have they disgraced Metztli!  For it is time to show these children of Krug that we are the predators, and them the prey!  For soon we will be on the field of battle alongside our allies, the stone kin, to put down the prey for good!  So come now, hunt alongside your kin, alongside your Tlatlanni, alongside Metztli!  We act now, for soon we will go to war, and all will be at peace.  For the glory of the creator, the goddess, the mother.  For Metztli!"

 

The Kharajyr went on preparing for the bloodshed that was to come, rallied and ready and only waiting in anticipation for the encounter that was not even a month away.  The priests continued to grant their blessings as weekly sacrifices occurred  ensuring that they have successful harvests, proud lives but most importantly, glory in the hunt.  

[Zarsies 6795]

[[ Very impressive, Geo. o,o ]]

[Ford 1996]

((I wonder if the Kha’ know that the humans will be there as well…))