Redcap
07-20-2007, 08:59 AM
I walked into the guildhall and felt the hair on the back of my neck rise up, walking slowly and looking all around I try and discover what it is that has my senses on edge.
Is it Anaie looking for me again? Is Shadowy Cwen trying to get my attention?
Is it Mistress did I displease her in anyway?
A chill shudder runs through my body, it is Abric.
I nod my head to the shadowy figure.
Your desires Abric?
The dreaded shadowwalker pointed to a posting on the board.
Abric looked at Redcap "Grim needs to be tested, you will let others know."
Redcap went to the message board posted in Grimhall.
Grim,
As it always is, details will be short in this written word. This Friday, we shall gather in Garadar on the ninteenth toll of the bell.
There, details shall be given to the purpose of our gathering... and to some of the history of the land we will be standing on. The ancestoral homeland of the orcs... there is far more to it than one may think.
For those not yet able to enter the Outlands on their own accord, I would recommend attempting to. We will take those who are too weak, but expect to die ... and be the target of the prowling Alliance out only for their own greed.
~A
Redcap pulls out ink and paper and begins to copy the message.
"Abric wants there to be a test of our strength does he, I wonder if he meant to place this in all the Alliance Inns I can find before tonight?" Redcap's grin changes from his normal boyishness to the smile most others would only see as his blades met their flesh.
"Come vermin, test our strength, feel our wrath, die in Glory knowing you fell to Grim"
Peace Through Annihilation
Is it Anaie looking for me again? Is Shadowy Cwen trying to get my attention?
Is it Mistress did I displease her in anyway?
A chill shudder runs through my body, it is Abric.
I nod my head to the shadowy figure.
Your desires Abric?
The dreaded shadowwalker pointed to a posting on the board.
Abric looked at Redcap "Grim needs to be tested, you will let others know."
Redcap went to the message board posted in Grimhall.
Grim,
As it always is, details will be short in this written word. This Friday, we shall gather in Garadar on the ninteenth toll of the bell.
There, details shall be given to the purpose of our gathering... and to some of the history of the land we will be standing on. The ancestoral homeland of the orcs... there is far more to it than one may think.
For those not yet able to enter the Outlands on their own accord, I would recommend attempting to. We will take those who are too weak, but expect to die ... and be the target of the prowling Alliance out only for their own greed.
~A
Redcap pulls out ink and paper and begins to copy the message.
"Abric wants there to be a test of our strength does he, I wonder if he meant to place this in all the Alliance Inns I can find before tonight?" Redcap's grin changes from his normal boyishness to the smile most others would only see as his blades met their flesh.
"Come vermin, test our strength, feel our wrath, die in Glory knowing you fell to Grim"
Peace Through Annihilation