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Strife Of The Eclipse Warmonger Intent pt. II
Gronkka shared his thoughts:-“I have. It’s an… old legend… about an eastern mountain that hides the treasures of the Gods… What does it have to do with all this? Are you saying the Humans could be able to get there and reach the legendary treasure? Is that what your plan is about? Getting there first?” –Gronkka was now caught in the topic again. Hagar could now play his card.-“I do not intend to get there. I intend to return. And this time, to get out with a little more…” –And saying that, he took the small nugget out of his pocket and turned around, placing it on the table, and finally directing his sight to Gronkka again. Gronkka’s eyes were wide open. He rushed back to the table and grabbed the nugget in excitement and bit the chunk between his very tusk himself.-“Great Brosk’s horns!! It’s pure mithril! Where did you get it!?”Hagar was expecting the question from the beginning, so he let the old man know:-“I was returning from the city of Malmore, and decided to take the Nort
Strife Of The Eclipse Warmonger Intent Pt.III
The Council was formed by the chiefs of all the tribes living in the Draugr Nation: Atuba, Grimagog, Hatar, Hespaga, Dudalora, Krogar, Gandir, and Fretui -Disbiose. Gronkka was present, now an official member of the Council, as a member of the Dudalora. That is when they learned that Grekakwi was slain by a female halfling whom he tried to enslave.They were all politely exposing their points of view, but the situation went slightly over the top. If the case had been treated some 300 years earlier, the final verdict would have been the decision to sound the war drums, and punish the offenders. But now, the Draugr had acquired the Human way of government, and they were going to settle their differences with the Mecharies according to Human law.-“Commander Hagar, it was your people who found the forbidden goods. Yours is the right to present your vision of the facts at hand” –said Rek’zaii, and sat at his place. Hagar then stood up:-“Great Flame Lords! Council Elders! As you may know,
Strife Of The Eclipse Aiden and Orym Pt. 1
A few days passed in Stormhaven, and something unimaginable was awakened yesterday... All the inborn of Stormhaven got a trait that they never expected to receive... ------------------------------------- State-Trait (Specific) Ironborn: All inborn Inhabitants of Stormhaven are born with this trait, This is Innate Trait exclusive only to those who pledge loyalty to Stormhaven Port and helped its growth in every situation. This trait is hereditary. This trait can be passed only to those who pledge loyalty and bring growth in Stormhaven Port but it takes great measure to achieve it. Ironborn: Wis +10, Dex +10, Luc +5, Str +15, Con +10, Int + 5 Requirements: Active Trait that only awakened at war and became a Passive Trait afterward ------------------------------------- Aiden sit still in his chamber while this Trait was introduced to him. He contemplates activating this trait or not for now... as his decision can not be reversed. Even though he has his promised war with the Gian
Strife Of The Eclipse Stormhaven Port Situation
Aera lay her eyes on the masses of Stormhaven Port city which gathers around in battle formations. After painstakingly defending the city for several months already, they finally awaken the inborn talent of Stormhaven Port residents.Stevan was shouting nonstop teaching the younger children about military battle formations on another corner left of her. She looks at the small windows in front of her and muttered..."I have a home..." as her tears flow silently...In her life, she was a wandering person, together with her cousin they have traveled far and wide across Sylgarth. it is either for survival or for trading, all for the sake to have a place called home... she never ever thinks that her attempt to defend the invasion of Stormhaven Port makes her get recognition from the gods and get the inborn talent.Stevan came to her and speaks... "What's wrong?""Home" she replied softly... which makes Stevan open his interface and saw different inborn talent... at his interface, there is
Strife Of The Eclipse New Beliefs
The great iron doors of the ancient cathedral opened with the slow, malevolent movements of an approaching thunderstorm. The five soldiers of the Levalimar strode into the grim chamber with confidence and determination. Faith in Belial held their minds at ease in the presence of the unspeakable, palpable evil within the darkened sanctuary. Long ago, the cathedral had been a place of worship of Allyse but now it became the ground of heretic worshiper Belial. It stood as a triumph of the Levalimar’s architecture, reaching towards the heavens with a pinnacle of gleaming marble. Alas, it had long ago fallen into disuse by the righteous, and word had spread that new rites and worship were taking place in the fallen chapel. When the soldiers arrived, they found the once-clean windows boarded over. Dirt, ash, and stains of questionable origin had darkened the polished marble exterior. The commander pushed against the doors of the cathedral and they resisted his arms for a moment, but then s
Strife Of The Eclipse Three Months Ago : Stefan
Stefan was standing on top of the hill, looking out over the camp. The men were packing up the tents. As commander of one of the traveling armies of Stormhaven Port, the Stormtrooper Batallion, he was in charge of the lives of these men, but today he wished it wasn’t so. The men were tired and many of them were wounded, and Stefan could easily understand why. It had seemed like such a good idea when the current Lord of Stormhaven, Aiden had asked them to clean up a little in the Badlands, but he hadn’t known that they would be fighting every day with only the nights as resting-time, and there was still one battle left. Stefan praised Rena for her many fantastic leadership along the way. There was Ogmore Dunheim the Mechari. He had been Stefan's friend through many dangers, and it had been Ogmore who had saved him when he had lost his mentor in the battle against the Varyan Empire Armies. There was a newly appointed Lieutenant, Sivir Hawk who led the handgunners. Stefan smiled when h
Strife Of The Eclipse Three Months Ago : Valdyr
Valdyr looks out across the battlefield and sees the vast army of the enemy slowly advancing. He tightens his grip on the hilt of the long blade; his heart is pounding in his chest so hard that it feels like it’s sinking. He can feel that the atmosphere around him feels like he should be crying, screaming, or shaking so hard that someone can barely stand. But Valdyr isn’t doing any of these things, though. For some reason, he feels perfectly calm. It’s as if there’s a wall between him and his rising emotions, blocking out the fear and terror, and anticipation coursing through his own veins. His palms are sweaty, and his throat is dry. The armor he wears is heavy and uncomfortable; people around him didn’t feel prepared at all. Despite this, Valdyr does not complain. What right do you have to complain, when in just a few moments, you and your subjects will be forced to fight for your lives, and your freedom? They do not complain, and neither shall he. Energy buzzes beneath his skin,
Strife Of The Eclipse Three Months Ago : Claude
Claude stood quietly among the masses, feeling his blood rush in his ears. Corpses upon corpses littered beneath his feet. Their masses all formed together into one blob of disgusting flesh that rotted under the hot sun. Birds flew overhead, their soft calls warning one to turn away from the grisly sight. All of this… all of this and for what? Who ever dreamed that war would be glorious? That it would be full of victories? War was like a child’s dream… so lovely to imagine… and yet so horrifying to witness. Claude tried to move away from the masses, but his body lurched as his foot caught in one soldier’s open chest cavity. He glanced down, the sweat on his chin slowly falling until it dripped every so slightly down… and directly onto the ashen face of death that stared back at him. He swallowed thickly as he pulled his foot away with effort, his heavy armor having a difficult time doing so. The stretch, the horrid stench as it pulled. It could only be the stench of death. And the so
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