By His Command
Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2023 6:58 pm
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 sorcerers in this. Blood must be spilled. Elves have hindered this pursuit. Their blood must be offered to quell the most ancient of nemesis. This I command of Burz'kal Hont-Ob."
In a peel of thunder, Grull found himself astride his warg. The Warchief in the side of his view. "What does Gruumsh say to you, Warshaman?" Zriker asked.
Grull gave a cruel and low snarl, "Elf Blood, Gruumsh demands Elf Blood"
"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 sorcerers in this. Blood must be spilled. Elves have hindered this pursuit. Their blood must be offered to quell the most ancient of nemesis. This I command of Burz'kal Hont-Ob."
In a peel of thunder, Grull found himself astride his warg. The Warchief in the side of his view. "What does Gruumsh say to you, Warshaman?" Zriker asked.
Grull gave a cruel and low snarl, "Elf Blood, Gruumsh demands Elf Blood"