Blood to cleanse Blood :
A bloodbath in the Csachx
Her name will not die.
Her sacrifice will always serve to show the way.
Shackles once that choked the inhale of honor's breath no longer bind us.
Can you hear her scream?
A battle wail for the Lxei: Victory or death!
We must remember her strength in the face of death.
Her dream, reality.
Dangers are abound.
Enemies seek to bring us back to the shackles.
When we fight, think of her who did what must be done.
Amok’ra, forever!
It has been just a century that the Lxei have gained a foothold on this world. This was however, not the case in the beginning. The Lxei were just mere slaves under the dominion of the Grigas. Several centuries earlier, the Grigas, under the pretense of a diplomatic envoy, managed to capture, our queen mother, Amok’ra. Unless the Lxei submitted to the rule of the Grigas, our Queen Mother, Amok’ra, would be killed. Lxie had no other option but to serve the Grigas, as slaves, mostly, work in the mines of Crysslagh. Every male Lxei was forced to work to dig out the shiny metals from underneath the mines, while out sisters and mothers served as household slaves for the Griga nobles.
As time passed, this indifference of the Grigas, brought about their downfall. Every Lxei, would work an extra hour in the mines, which served as our base for the revolution. The tunnels of Crysslagh were miles of tunnels, often interweaving, with such precipitous falls and traps that would cause death to anyone outside the Lxei. Several thousand of our comrades have fallen, for the greater cause.
It was great day of freedom, as the Lxei brotherhood revolted, out of pure spite. But it was the mastery of the then reigning queen Amok’ra that allowed us to carry on this outrageous mission. The plans have been in development for some decades previously. The cavernous tunnels have penetrated deep inside the city of Csachx, the eternal stronghold of the Grigas'.
Three such tunnels were prepared, one reached the marketplace, another reached the barracks while yet another one reached the manor of Balor StorngHoof, the emperor of the Grigas. The tunnels were necessary since, us Lxei were of no match with the Griga Imperial Guards, which seemed to use magic weapons that spewed showers of rocks,(
ooc: guns
) that would severely injure even our Krapex coated bodies.
The city of Csachx
So, on the 2nd new moon of the Month of Jei,(6 months named after specific gods), our lord of warriors, it was decided that our independence would be gained, by force. It was decided that all civilians that would submit to our rule and accept Amok'ra as the one true emperor of the Lxei Kingdom would not be hurt ; Other than infants, else everything else was fair game.
Our 1st incursion happened at the barracks, as the soldiers, inebriated from their use of their drinks, were unable to match the quick Lxei soldiers, they visited one chamber after another, cleaning out the rooms. After the first 15 minutes things got serious, as the few other Guards that were on Guard and Patrol duties, quickly assembled to counter the menace.
Meanwhile, the 2nd tunnel had already been opened, aided mainly by our Queen Mother, who had personally slain a dozen of the imperial guards as she and her couple of underlings caught these men unawares. The opening of the tunnel was however quickly realized by the more efficient of the Imperial Guards, who under the instruction of the King, Stronghoof, ordered his men to form circle around the tunnel. As soon as the Lxei brotherhood emerged from the tunnels, they were greeted by a storm of rocks, that injured our troops, some of the younger ones, dying immediately.
Morale was falling quickly as more and more of the Lxei fell in vain trying to get out of the tunnel. Our Queen Mother, now covered in blood, managed to quickly reach the Imperial Court, where, the Lxei were dying. In a valiant effort to save her men, dashed at the Imperial Guards, her, claws immediately beheading a couple of the guards. Her underlings joined in as well, it was a death wish ~ for seconds later, several pieces of rocks hit her , as her movements seemed to come to a standstill. Yet, her voice rang out a plea : Kill Stonghoof, kill the guards.
By now the 3rd tunnel had opened as well, as the "more moderate" of the Lxei managed to appear. The 4 guards out on patrol were surprised to see us, emerging from the "Ahdro's : Clothes Merchant of Repute". 4 puny guards against 4 of us is really not a competition. Their heads were rolling on the ground, before their swords and pikes could be drawn. I proceeded to fix the four heads on the 2 pikes and fixed them on the center of market place's fountain. Some of our men were sent to guild house to ring the gong, which would indicate that the populace was to gather at the center of the city.
In the barracks, our men faced some more resistance facing the other guards very much in fighting form, while we of the Lxei, were not really professionals. Their first attack did kill 2 scores of the Lxei, but then, the Lxei, out of instinct, realized that their hard exo-skeleton of Krapex could sustain couple of hits from their swords and spears before it broke. Soon, as the Lxei formed ranks to meet the attackers, the struggle was over. It was learned that there were 4 prisoners, that had fallen unconscious during the struggle.
Back in the Imperial Court, Amok'ra's self sacrifice drove her underlings to fight even harder though, most of them were dying, before they even reached closer to the Guards. This, however allowed our men to finally emerge from their tunnels. We had the numbers on our side, and the guards were quickly annihilated. Some of Amok'ra's lucky underlings who were still alive, had started to drag their mistress out of the warzone.
The wily Stronghoof was cunning enough to single handedly cut off their retreat and personally slay all the others remaining with his expert marksmanship. While the Lxei soldiers were finishing off the remaining soldiers, a holler sounded from the other end. "You filthy beasts, your queen once again lies under my feet. Stop this and accept the greatness of Griga once and for all, and you might be spared". With this, he vile fully dropped a generous dose of snot all over our Queen Mother, all the while aiming his weapon at her.
In the market place, as the common Grigas appeared, the word of the Lxei rebellion spread like wildfire. Some of them tried to ambush us with their sticks and sickles, but were promptly disarmed. "My fellow citizens" I stated aloud, "These lands belongs to the Lxei. It is the Grigas' that have occupied the lands, made slaves of our women folk. We are now taking over. Anyone who henceforth attempts to question the rule of Amok'ra would be punished, their punishment made an example to all."
I picked up the shivering Griga farmer, who had earlier tried to attack me. With one with move, I sliced his body in half, an put his upper body through the pike by my side. "This would be the punishment" I stated aloud, in my meanest voice "Death". Drop all your weapon and kneel before me, all that are ready to accept the rule of the Lxei. A buzz could be heard aloud, but quickly subsided as the other group, apparently finishing their job at the barracks district, appeared from the other end.
The fifteen or so people who, either antogonizing the rule or late at kneeling down were beheaded immediately.
In the Imperial Courtroom, our leader seemed to be at a loss that the new development, even while some the Lxei urged him to go ahead and finish off the menace of Stronghoof and the Grigas' once and for all. His dilemma was shortlived as Amok'ra plunged her arms right through the jaws of Stronhoof and out of his skull. Our men rushed ahead to attend to her.
Amok'ra's last words were, "You are free now" as she feel into the everlasting peace.
The very next day, Crix'thra was appointed our next queen mother. Thus began the Golden Age of the BrotherHood of the Lxei.
