Feast on the C’thu
By Daniel Fellows “So this is how I am supposed to die beast?” Ulluk growled in defiance as the filthy creature approached him menacingly and widened its jaws in anticipation of the kill. “Not today foul minion of C’thu!” Ulluk lashed out suddenly and struck the disgusting fiend hard in the head sending it reeling in agony, the beast let out a high pitched wail as the burning pain shot through its body. Seeing the creature momentarily stunned was all the opportunity Ulluk needed and he quickly pounced upon the wounded servant of C’thu and proceeded to beat it relentlessly with his...
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By Daniel Fellows Glamrik chuckled to himself as he clambered awkwardly up the hillside, the craggy rocks notoriously difficult to navigate. He would never have normally exposed himself to the dangers but desperation had driven him to this point and he knew that if he acted quickly he would be well out of harms way once he reached the top. Besides the position at the top of the hill would provide him with a wonderful view of the action should his devilish scheme come to fruition. Glamriks better judgement told him that he should have left this place long ago with the rest of his kin but he...
Read MoreMakartii
By Daniel Fellows Makartii, the ancient Vstonin, blinked his eyes rapidly. His head jerked from side to side as he struggled to locate the source of the attack that had almost knocked him off his feet so suddenly. He was undamaged but the assault had left a horrible piercing noise echoing violently in his head. It had numbed his senses with pain but he had managed to block it out and had turned his attention to the filthy Orcnar beast that he had initially targeted for slaughter. The huge deformed creature returned his gaze and snarled at him in a sickening fashion, thick drool dribbled from...
Read MoreBy a thread
By Daniel Fellows Thick black smoke obscured Albeourons view as he surveyed the carnage of the battlefield. A strong wind tore through from the east biting into his flesh and intensifying the raw primal Maaj that flowed through out his very essence, his was a constant struggle to contain the ancient energies that wracked at his heart, or indeed in the cavity where his heart should have been. The meddling of the gods had tainted and embittered the Vaettir and the ruination of their ancient kingdoms had left them angry and vengeful, their own initial tolerance of the human expansion from...
Read MoreThe duel
Ukld the Unmann was not too bright even by Orcnar standards and often found himself separated from his tribe. One day he had gotten himself lost and was trying to find his way home when he was set upon by a tiny green fellow… “How dare you darken the sacred forests of Ridend? You have no hope of defeating me puny scum! Bow down and beg for your life!” Ukld strained intently to see the creature and was puzzled, he was a fragile looking thing and was barely a foot tall, and he had a long pointy nose that was partly obscured by a ridiculously oversized helmet. Ukld was contemplating the...
Read MoreLorengir
By Paul Quinn My name is Lorengir and I am a chronicler. My life has been dedicated to the recording of the achievements of the Britanan Empire. I have seen many things in my time and my time has been long. It was I who wrote of the founding of our Empire, the day the various tribes put aside their differences to better the lives of every one of them. The colours and banners from every clan created a sight that would never be repeated. The might of our Empire was unparalleled in our history and as the years passed by and the Empire began to outgrow the natural borders that surrounded it...
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