KidSnide
Adventurer
Rather than wasting the emperor's troops to pacify the gnoll tribes, Zacris simply created a massive rectangular stone wall around the tribelands. The Cackling River that formerly provided water to the gnolls instead flowed around the walls, leaving the meager plants of the tribelands to wither and the gnolls to starve. Bereft of food (or human lands to raid) the gnolls had resorted to cannibalism. Gnolls hunted other gnolls for meat. Mothers fed their weakest pups to the others so some from the litter would survive.
That was only the beginning of the horror. The gnolls who died, eaten by their own family, arose as ghouls. The nightmare continued. Ghouls hunted the few living gnolls and, when they were felled, the ghouls hunted other ghouls. Stripped of any flesh, white skeletal ghouls devoured each other, their strong hyena jaws cracking bones to suck out bits of decaying marrow.
In the end, all that remained were skulls.
When Zacris returned a few decades later, he surveyed the wasteland and considered the task neatly accomplished. The skulls were gathered and tossed into a pit. Zacris dispelled the wall to restore access to the tribelands, even though the river had long since carved a path around them. To this day, the strange rectangular course of the Cackling River remains the only memorial to the gnoll tribes and the terrible vengeance wrought upon them. (That, and a buried mountain of ravenous undead gnoll skulls.)
-KS
That was only the beginning of the horror. The gnolls who died, eaten by their own family, arose as ghouls. The nightmare continued. Ghouls hunted the few living gnolls and, when they were felled, the ghouls hunted other ghouls. Stripped of any flesh, white skeletal ghouls devoured each other, their strong hyena jaws cracking bones to suck out bits of decaying marrow.
In the end, all that remained were skulls.
When Zacris returned a few decades later, he surveyed the wasteland and considered the task neatly accomplished. The skulls were gathered and tossed into a pit. Zacris dispelled the wall to restore access to the tribelands, even though the river had long since carved a path around them. To this day, the strange rectangular course of the Cackling River remains the only memorial to the gnoll tribes and the terrible vengeance wrought upon them. (That, and a buried mountain of ravenous undead gnoll skulls.)
-KS
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