The cosmos hold terror
The Hunger resides within me - Stygian Hunger obtained.
By the plea of Barkley Badenough the shadowy troop marches beneath the earthâŚ
A Cult of Dreamers spreads across Lordaeron
The great hunger stirs within DawnflareâŚ
The Gaslighter walks free!
I always walk freeâŚ
âŚUnless thereâs pizza included!
The Nalakhâmul has been stolen.
Savelza has acquired the Stygian Hunger
The hooded cultist stood guard over Lyrielâs recovering form. Her arms raised and head bowed in deep reverence, Azrinâs passionate sermon was carried along the buildingâs shadows like a grim song of the haunting wraith. Blackened incense smoke stirred around the corrupted Druidess and with it, a delicious aroma of fear and despair harvested from a certain Stromic apprentice during the yesterdayâs fated clash; tangible miasma for the dreadful soldiers to feed off from.
O purple flame;
Thou art messiah!
The blackened abyss from whence Thou hath crawled,
marks the rise of a pariah!
Unleash Thy abominations unto this earth,
Tear the skies asunder!
Shield us with Thy wings, before plunging in deep under!
O sweet Night-Mother;
Fruit of Thy decrepitude graces our mindsâ
Endless, endless in their sprawling lands
Of dreamscape so cold and dark
All thanks to Thee, Twilight of dying stars!
Beauty so abhorrent and vast
We deserve not of Thy flawless image
Pilgrims of terror amassed.
Gag vwah gag yyqzz ez hoz shAthâyar plahf
Gulâkafh anâshel Yoqâal shn ky ywaq nuul
Hâthon thyzz!
Hoq aNâqov!
Og hâiwn Og vormos Hoq sshoqâmeg qwazz
Poqâyith mazzka awan ki uhnishâphilfgsh.
The Mountain is calling.
Someone plastered a parchment to one of the many jagged spikes of Orgrimmarâs entrance tunnel. In awful script it reads: âFOR THE NEW LORDâ
âWitchcraft is an awful thing, Brethren. It spreads like water into soil.â
âIt begins with baubles, a fascination in the occult, speaking in tongues⌠and descends into madness, sister-circles, villainy.â
âThis thing is no longer the âMaeveâ that entered your congregationâŚâ
â⌠twisted by the false promise of rejuvenation; power; to defeat the old self, and substitute the new.â
âIt is not a Man, anymore â and only Men can serve our great fraternity.â
Daersborne is sentenced to death at the gallows.
The search continuesâŚ
âŚor does itâŚ
So it shallâŚ
Set loose to hunt after a prophetic command, the Grim Gest turn their eyes far to the South in search of another accursed stone. Now, it seems, completion of their dark quest is nearer at hand than ever before.
It continues!
Krenn, of the Shadowbane Coven, holds the Hemorrhagic fury.
How can I participate in it?
Iâm a quelâdorei looking for guild and a nice rp group.