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An unnatural sight could be seen in the deep swamps close to the old ruined Nora'sath and the ruins of the old Celia'nor. A purging of the ecosystem could be seen, corpses everywhere, threes broken, and some fauna burnt. Predators and herbivores would lay dead with chunks of meat missing. Every beast would be missing 5 chunks of meat, with the mark of a maw of an unholy being left behind each place the flesh was removed, and some would have multiple blazing red glowing burn marks. All the beasts would be dragged to a pile, made into a shrine honoring the demon Goat lord that rules in Moz Strimoza, leaving a pentagram made of blood with what resembles a maw in the center; in this location, a massive collection of the following beasts would lay as an offering to the goat demon of gluttony. Karkossa Weavers (DIY) Parhors (DIY) Deepsnakes (DIY) in this fleshy shrine a message would lay embedded on a goats head written in the infernal language "May you devour the realm"

This message is written in Ilzakarn - The Inferis Language Any non infernals reading or seeing this would only see strange runes like above, and hearing it being read would be incomprehensial to a normal descendants ears. [posters would be send to selective places and hung] Infernal brethren and sisters, as many of you might or might not feelis that we demon have not full filled our duty as a plague for the mortal races as we shouldbut do not worry for me "Rokmae'Nazkrul", invites you for a oppertunity to serve your desires beyond your contractors. I invite you to a eternal carnage and butchery, the new group i personaly named "Ilzaduv" (Mayhem) No more shall we be limited by alliances, no more orders for people seeking power to rule the world, here we will roam like a plague on the mortal bones and spread all over untill nothing is left but ash of the past If you wish to join the infernal mayhem to spread around the realm find me In the place where light barely passes, where the dark rules, by the antlers of the embodiment of the spirit of the forest.

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This message is written in Ilzakarn - The Inferis Language Greetings, Infernals wandering the mortal plane, devouring the souls of the lessers. This message I have written in hopes of arranging some, Let's say some fun activities, as many of you know we all do exist but not many have seen each other before, for the sake of our interests and making new contacts, I suggest a tournament, one to determine who is the meanest, strongest and most Huk-akal, A place for enemies to be slain, alliances to be made, Bonds to be created through the blood of their fallen. This infernal Get-together has been arranged with the blessing of the "Gashakoduro," The infernal Lich. Participation in the violence will be optional but heavily encouraged; feel free to bring artifacts to sell; consider it a festival of sorts. Where the winner will gain the title of "Vuhd-akal," hold the name with pride, and gain the reputation as the strongest of the demons walking on the mortal plane; one could call this demon Iblees strongest warrior if you want to. Before I reveal the location, I want to say a few words for the more treasures of our kind, and if we find someone led by a bunch of holy xan shitters or other, quote on quote, Noble heroes wannabes, we will swiftly banish you to Azdromozas darkest parts, and make sure all the patrons and below will know of your betrayal which will lead to an internal torment. So keep that in mind. And one more thing, we suggest you bring your mortal souls, where we can hold a sports hunt where the demon gets to devour the souls they catch. Now for the location...[describes location] For the actual location, contact dreameater145 in Discord. Ideally, let your cult leader or king or whatever your representing head person call themself irp, and contact me, and they will tell you guys when and lead you to the place on the day of the event. [This poster can be found in every dark corner of Aevos for all to encounter, but for some to read]

A perticulure blue orc would pick up the missive, on it he would read with utter confusion "Ez this written proof of Lurin being darkspawn skah? also who the skah ez Gaslightkondora"

A perticular, obeast individual sits in recovery reading this message, not amused of what hes reading, with anger his eyes flickers in a blazing red as he says "it looks like i have a new task..... It seems theres a order that needs to be..." mid sentence his entire body envelopes in the red blazing flame and his voice deepens "Incinerated!!"

A LAK in the village hears the news as he sits by the murky swamp water, sharpening his spear. "Wut have the new swamp Goth been doing, playing with hummans, while there is a swamp to build and a spirit to crush" he mutters, shaking his head slightly but saying out loud to himself... "Wut tha skah type of mojo is this..." His curiosity is piqued.

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Sits by his swamphouse takes a wiff of the moist swamp smell, then opens his eyes "Thiz gona be interesting"

On the 14th of Snow's Maiden, year 140 of the second age a son of a krug exploring the deserts of krugmar encountered a great mountain, stretching beyond the clouds..... It was taunting the orc, he looked at it with his bloody red eyes and trough the sharp hot wind he felt that it was looking back at hime, this stare mate lasted for only moments before the orc decided to climb the mountain with his bare hands, the steep mountain presented itself with challanges to the orc. The orc faced the strong dry winds hitting hime, attempting to knock down the orc from the mountain, The orc faced the steep rocks of the mountain refusing to present itself with steady steps to climb upon, The orc faced scorpions and snakes attempting to devour hime, but as a true child or Krug he devoured them, he faced the strong rays of the shun taunting hime on his climb..... But after a unkown amount of days and nights the orc did it he climbed the mountain and conquered it and as he did he screamed to the mountain: "WAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHH!!, MI defeated lat, Lat ez conquered by me, lat tried to kill me but me neva give up, remember my name, NAZGOUL'LAK!!!!!!, And mi name lat in honor of my conquest tha mighty name Mount Goul" [ooc info] where the mountain can be found:

The message reads: Mi Nazgoul witnessed the shomo known as Gormohk, call Laklul cowurd and claim he be the same as freygoth, mi peep und hear hime in da last shomo meeeting. -Nazgoul'Lak

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