Time: 2AM
Place: the very eastern edge of the civilized lands that were once known as Wudi.
Setting: a small, insignificant trade outpost.
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It had been three hours since Shir had stumbled upon this Atrocity. so many trees had been killed to make this.. Structure. so many Nymph's and Trents, lost forever when their roots and hearts were severed.
He, along with his fellow squad mates, had not belived Lord Konahn tales of the west. of the great structures. Of the magic draind lands, it's native creatures slaughtered long ago, or oc the careless and hearless nations that though nothing of killing a nymph just to have firewood to burn. even though a simple charm would allow a person to know which trees were mundane and safe to harvest.
but now they belived. these people.. they were hearless. when they had stumbled upon this horible structure, a hatred for these careless people had overcome them. Thorn and Krim use a chamalon totem to quickly dispatch the gaurds, sneaking up and slitting their throat. Thorn actually got a bit sloppy on the last one, and toyed with the gaurd for sevealr second, befor killing him.
the rest fell quickly. those awake Thorn and Krim took out the like they did tha gaurds. and the ones asleep, well, one in 10 of them would live. a a message to the others of their kind.
but the leader of the group, that was for him to take care of. for the past 15 minutes, he had had stood there naked and clutchign a single ORge Totem. his squadmates had left.
the totem would kill him, he knew that. but the fear it would inspier would be worth it. and so, with a smile on his face, he snaped the Orge totem in half and embraced the pain, and he transphormed into a shortlived, murdious beast a full 12 feet tall and rippiling with mucsle. he went on to inspire much terror, befor his hear exploded an hour later. but that, is another story.