< OOC: To help his old friend Sir Qintahr, Bloodmoon has decided to to cross the great wastes and return to the Emerald Hills.>
You would think elves, being know for their “Educated ways” and constant blabbering about their “affinity with nature” would find a way to send an owl, groundhog or flatulent boar to an old friend about his current “Binding” to a Dark king. But no, I have to hear about from a group of young adventures in a tavern like a common sell-sword.
Yet, old bonds die hard ,and I would hope despite his generally elfishness he would do put aside all commitments to ride to my aid I’m now crossing the great waste heading to my old friend’s aid.
And as it is the way of my people, we do not come like shadows, we come like storms. We want you to know we are here. We want you to make peace with your twisted false gods. It is the honorable thing to do.
I am the bone breaker. I am the world shaker. I am the splitter of stones. I am he of the living rage.
When they say my name they say it like death. Scion and slayer of Kaiju En’tegen Pusa, War born of Artenia Bloodmooon, Lord of Ironcloud.
I’m coming home…
_________________ Count En'tegen Pusa The Bloodmoon I grind the bones I break the stones I am the wrath maker The bone breaker My rage is a thing alive... The Scion of Artenia and Kaiju's bane.
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