"What victory can be had, until their very people bow in fear at your feet?"
The Late Khan Krez
"Khan Batchi, we have delievered the message to the Singod leader. If his reaction was any indication, they will not withdraw from our lands..." huffed and puffed the messanger, his breath visable in the cold night air.
"Then it will be war?" said a dangerous voice, hidden in shadows of flickering camp fires in the Krengel main camp. The messagners nevously looked at each other, before nodding fearfully at their leader.
"Kringt will be pleased," silkly whispered the Khan, stepping fully into the light. The crazed light in his eyes made the messangers shiver, and they quickly bowed before turning to leave as quickly as they could.
"Wait," spoke the Khan as they attempted to run, "I want you to gather a feast for the men. We will sacrifice one of the lost Singod cavalry to the Masked God, and drink to victory tommorrow morning. Then, we ride for war," he finished, waving them away.
The Khan retreated into his tent, and knelt in the dark towards a wooden mask, hanging in front of him. Lighting incense, he inhaled deeply, and looked deeply into the masks empty eyes.
Suddenly they lit up as if on fire, and the Khan jumped back as if struck, screaming wildly, "What is this! Who are you!"
"
You do not recognize me, my favored servant?" spoke the mask, as if laughing. Batchi calmed himself, shivering at the icy coldness of the voice, "My God Kgrit?" he asked, shakily.
"
Indeed, my servant. You have brought me many fine souls, especially that of the pretender God at the ambush of Ject mountain. I am well pleased with the blood split in my name. Yet, I require more. When you take pathetic Singod's cities, I ask you to slaughter every man that is not useful, and rape every women and child until the tales chill the bones of later generations. Will you do this, for me?"
"Of course, my God!" screamed Batchi.
As suddenly as it happened, Batchi was suddenly alone. And he began to laugh and laugh and laugh...
He would kill in the name of his God, and he would enjoy it greatly.