Regisfall

The end was near, Grull knew it. Many fights. Many changes. The Age of Smoke rose and covered all. Grull stood in front of the shrine of Gruumsh. He stood unarmored. The only thing he bore was his finest blade. The light of the torches illuminated the treasures scattered around the altar. Gru'rok st...

Here is how I see it... Muling in our particular setting isnt so bad. I could understand if we were all one people, where the population of the server gathered in the same spot. Then yeah there would be no reason for mulling and it could be enforced as is. However, seeing as how we are not, nor are ...

Grull stood beside the new flames that had arisen from the fissures of Burz'kal. Sulphur and ash wafted through the air like a gentle snow. "All-Goth, the time comes. I have seen it in my visions. The Shadow Clan and necromancers have awoken the nemesis. These flames are proof. Now is a time to do w...

Fires burned blasted wastelands. Skeletons of dead fauna scattered the ruined landscape. Brimstone and soot wafted through the burning air. "Shaman..." Grull opened his eye and instinctively fell to one knee. "Shaman...the time has come. Demons rise within the depths. The Shadow clan aids the sorcer...

A savage roar blasted from the open doors of the temple. "ELLLVVES!" The clatter of arms and armor echoed throughout. The temple guards watched in silence as the Warshaman shared his rage with Gruumsh. "They steal the land from our care, they defy the natural order. All lands belong to Gruumsh. This...

Grull stood at the bloodied altar. Ancient and covered in the gore of countless beings, the alter of Grummsh was his focus. Grull muttered quietly to himself chanting praise to Gruumsh and the glory of the tribe of Burz'kal. This was his daily routine. A wave of nausea suddenly swept over the Warsha...