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<blockquote data-quote="Eidalac" data-source="post: 3856903" data-attributes="member: 56135"><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em>The dry hills danced with fire.</em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em></em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em>Across the wild badlands, called the Blood Hills by humans, great bonfires had been kindled atop the high ridges that looked down on the Elsir Vale. And between those ridges gathered thousands of warriors - any army of titan spawn the likes of which had not been seen on land since the divine war. Among them as well were the scaled ones, towering over the hordes, they were things of neither the titans nor the gods, heralds of a race though consumed in the war...</em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em></em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em>For so long they had fought each other, tribe against tribe, race against race, engaged in the endless test of battle, feud and betrayal. But, tonight... tonight they stood together, hated enemies shoulder-to-shoulder, shouting together as brothers. And they saw that they were strong, and together they danced and sang and shook there blades at the smoke-hidden stars overhead.</em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em></em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em>"We are the Kulkor Zhul!" they shouted, and the hills shook with the thunder of their voices. "We are the People of the Dragon! Uighulth na Hargai! None can stand before us!"</em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em></em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em>One by one, the tribes fell silent. Armor creaked as thousands turned to look up at the Place of Speaking. There, a single champion emerged from the assemblage and slowly climbed the ancient stone stair cut into the side of the hill. A hundred bright yellow banners stood beneath him like a phalanx of spears, each marked with a great red hand. The warpriests holding the banners chanted in low voices as the champion ascended.</em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em></em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em>On the hundredth step he stopped to face the waiting warriors. He was tall and strong, but dull scales gleamed along his shoulders, and jutting horns swept back from his head. To any outsider, it would be clear that he was born mutated from the effects of the Blood Monsoon, were it not for the presence of the Scaled Ones themselves...</em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em></em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em>"I am Azarr Kul, Son of the Dragon!" He cried. "Hear me, warrios of the Kulkor Zhul! Tomorrow we march to War!"</em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em></em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em>The warriors roared in appoval, stamping feet and clashing spears. Azarr Kul waited, holding his hands aloft until they again quieted. "The warpriests of the Hand have shown us the way! They have taught us honor, discipline, obedience - and Strength! No more will we wates our blood fighting each other. We will take the lands of the weak and make them our own! Under the banner of the Red Hand we march to victory and conquest! Remember that you stood here this night, warriors of Kulkor Zhul! For a hundred generations your sons and your sons' sons will sing of the blood spilled by your swords and the glory you win in the nights to come! Now, my brothers - TO WAR!"</em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em></em></span></p><p><span style="color: DarkRed"><em>The burning hills were to small to hold the shout the Kulkor Zhul gave in answer to the warlord's call.</em></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Eidalac, post: 3856903, member: 56135"] [COLOR=DarkRed][i]The dry hills danced with fire. Across the wild badlands, called the Blood Hills by humans, great bonfires had been kindled atop the high ridges that looked down on the Elsir Vale. And between those ridges gathered thousands of warriors - any army of titan spawn the likes of which had not been seen on land since the divine war. Among them as well were the scaled ones, towering over the hordes, they were things of neither the titans nor the gods, heralds of a race though consumed in the war... For so long they had fought each other, tribe against tribe, race against race, engaged in the endless test of battle, feud and betrayal. But, tonight... tonight they stood together, hated enemies shoulder-to-shoulder, shouting together as brothers. And they saw that they were strong, and together they danced and sang and shook there blades at the smoke-hidden stars overhead. "We are the Kulkor Zhul!" they shouted, and the hills shook with the thunder of their voices. "We are the People of the Dragon! Uighulth na Hargai! None can stand before us!" One by one, the tribes fell silent. Armor creaked as thousands turned to look up at the Place of Speaking. There, a single champion emerged from the assemblage and slowly climbed the ancient stone stair cut into the side of the hill. A hundred bright yellow banners stood beneath him like a phalanx of spears, each marked with a great red hand. The warpriests holding the banners chanted in low voices as the champion ascended. On the hundredth step he stopped to face the waiting warriors. He was tall and strong, but dull scales gleamed along his shoulders, and jutting horns swept back from his head. To any outsider, it would be clear that he was born mutated from the effects of the Blood Monsoon, were it not for the presence of the Scaled Ones themselves... "I am Azarr Kul, Son of the Dragon!" He cried. "Hear me, warrios of the Kulkor Zhul! Tomorrow we march to War!" The warriors roared in appoval, stamping feet and clashing spears. Azarr Kul waited, holding his hands aloft until they again quieted. "The warpriests of the Hand have shown us the way! They have taught us honor, discipline, obedience - and Strength! No more will we wates our blood fighting each other. We will take the lands of the weak and make them our own! Under the banner of the Red Hand we march to victory and conquest! Remember that you stood here this night, warriors of Kulkor Zhul! For a hundred generations your sons and your sons' sons will sing of the blood spilled by your swords and the glory you win in the nights to come! Now, my brothers - TO WAR!" The burning hills were to small to hold the shout the Kulkor Zhul gave in answer to the warlord's call.[/i][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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