Stan
28-03-07, 11:31
The tribes gathered, and the warlords battled for supremacy, until one night arriving on dark wings one general stood above all, powerful and wise, cunning beyond recognition for an orc, devious and tactical weilding a power greater than the most die hard shaman. Defeating the most fierce warlords of the worlds edge mountains, and cunningly bringing other tribes under his command without battle the great host was prepared. Assembling in shadow, marshalled into regiment, and disciplined into line and rank the orc developed a sense of battle previously unknown. A control, an understanding and all from the brilliant mind of this great warlord. Emerging from darkness to the firelight eyes were drawn to his crown, magnificent, and powerful, with an air of blackness, engraved with ancient carvings, and runes of gold. The great slashas harnessed around his belt, he stood silent, contemplating his first move, waiting for the season, whence he could strike upon the lands of eastern empire. Gradually the chants began to reign in, louder and louder until the mountains were alive with the cheers of Azhag, no creature slept that night in preperation for march to war, and to victory.
Rumor grew in the east lands, of a dark power growing in the mountains, the dwarves grew anxious in their holds, knowing this power could crush the eastern empire, and leave them stranded. And so within the great holds, the dwarf thanes, and lords met in feasts, boistrous, and roaring the tongues clammered into the nights. Until at last it was agreed that an assembly would take place, to marshall a force in which to aid the empire in their need, with forces from Karaz a Karak, and Karak Norn. Little did they know what evil was to meet them, and cause their doom.
Rumor grew in the east lands, of a dark power growing in the mountains, the dwarves grew anxious in their holds, knowing this power could crush the eastern empire, and leave them stranded. And so within the great holds, the dwarf thanes, and lords met in feasts, boistrous, and roaring the tongues clammered into the nights. Until at last it was agreed that an assembly would take place, to marshall a force in which to aid the empire in their need, with forces from Karaz a Karak, and Karak Norn. Little did they know what evil was to meet them, and cause their doom.