The Nuem have returned to Relicia – Part two
WARNING: This piece contains scenes of torture of a Orncar Nappa. It may not be nice, but that is the world of Relicia. You have been warned. By Daniel Fellow “Well don’t just stand there like a bunch of cretins! Subdue the beast!” The infant Nappa had managed to struggle free of Cerctes grasp and was gnashing desperately at the Paenitentiam as they struggled to capture it again. It had already suffered horrendous injuries at the direction of Cerctes but its torture was nowhere near finished yet. It was missing an eye and its left ear had been torn away by the barbed hooks of the...
Read MoreThe Nuem have returned to Relicia – Part one
By Daniel Fellow Thantos stalked slowly through the undergrowth ahead of the main Cohort searching for a pathway that would be less troublesome for his kin to travel on. The journey had been treacherous thus far and their numbers had been thinned along the way but as Thantos walked out into the clearing and the blinding light of the sun beamed down upon his pale sunken face he felt a strange twinge of a feeling that he had almost forgotten, hope. He stood and enjoyed its warmth for a moment but as he looked down into the valley something startled him and he suddenly ducked behind the nearest...
Read MoreFeast 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...
Read MoreAgainst his better judgement
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...
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