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Admoreth had fallen and a new reign had taken over the Ebon Skull. Tyranthraxus was the first, from there on the Ebon Skull, as people knew it spun into disaster. Ranks and sects were all discarded, v ...

Does a character dig itself out of retirement? Cool

"I will call you the axe."

Good times..I'll never get over the ritual with Aragothias and Raje...I was new as a slave and asked myself "What the F*** am I doing?"

Razz

The letter arrives on the leg on a rotted skeletal hawk.

Dear Illadar,

Hail, formal harrowing brother.

It has come to my attention, that the Order and it's military-lead by yourself I hope-ma ...

The letter arrives attached to the leg of a rotted skeletal hawk.

Dear Vaen,

I trust they you may not even read this letter, because of its carrier, but perhaps you will. I'd like to speak with ...

Dormack stalked back and forth in the depths of Chaos. Since he left the Order, he spent his time wallowing around in a place most suitable for him. Away from civilization, word still caught his ear. ...

The ground trembled slightly under the heavy footsteps of his skeletal feet. Dormack strode across the forgotten grounds of Caina to his fortress. Frustrated, he forced the solid steel door open; send ...

*The Skeletal figure of a hawk delivers a letter to Thrax*

Thrax,

I have heard rumours of your voice for the orcs. As a long time friend with the orcs, I feel obliged to speak with you. I am fro ...

Dormack strolled along the border of Umbra. The patrol hadn't been exciting, not that it ever was. The odd reaper, harpy, sometimes a gargoyle. His eye caught an notice, he approached it and carefully ...

Dormack stood firmly infront of Charnelhill. A bird flew by with a letter attached to it's leg. He caught it and removed the parchment.

He read it over once, than again. He smirked once and turned ...

Dormack started cackleing after he read the message from Toren.

"He thinks he's worthy of acting tough against me? He tried that once, and didn't last long enough to beg for mercy. Perhaps next tim ...

The rotting raven swooped down towards, where ever Toren was. Cawing loudly it stopped just low enough for him to reach it's leg. Upon the parchment, it read:

Toren,

Attached to this letter is ...

"The ritual was only a few nights ago, and already I feel the complete change." Dormack thought to himself, recaping the recent events.

A few nights ago, he was still among the living. However, bec ...

After days of preparation, the training began. Dormack and Kestrel, his brother, had started the training. It wasn’t a hard process, it was easy enough for Dormack to grasp that knowledge of how to ...