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Adanach grinned when the roguish knight voices his desire to join the coming battle. "If ye think ye got what it takes, then I don't see why not! Join our merry band of killers and murderers!" he said cheerfully as he got up from his throne and looked at his commanders. "Alright everyone, listen...

Adanach looked Dennor in the eyes as the man spoke, a chuckle escaping from the warlord when he talked about Yz. Managing to amuse the warlord was no small feat to achieve, no small thanks to Dennor's roguish charm. But as he explained the Viceroy's proposal, Adanach visibly grew more serious...

Adanach sat on his throne again as Dennor explained the Viceroy's proposal. He wasn't surprised that he was asking for a raiding party, as everything seemed to be seeking just the same. Druadach mettle seemed to be in high demand these days! But the mention of Arantino afterwards soured...

Adanach was curious about the diplomatic proposition of the Viceroy, but upon hearing the name of the Arantino Republic his face darkened for a moment. Deep wounds visibly surfaced as his mind trailed towards the hatred he felt for the realm that murdered his brothers. However, once Dennor...

The night was calm, and a great many of the horde's warriors were resting in their huts and tents. Some were with the concubines, seeking companionship on this warm summer night, while others witnessed a calm nature ritual performed by Madanach; the blind druid chanted a song to the mother...

Wealdmær tilted his head as he heard Lucafiel's suggestion. "Yer an enigmatic man, Chief of the Vestati, for ye have great knowledge, having understood the nature of our ritual. And yet ye do not fully understand it." Wealdmær pointed to one of the heads hanging from the tree. "To remove the...

Once the ritual drums and crwth ceased playing, the barbarians turned their heads to look at Lucafiel and his entourage that followed. The barbarians were silent as Wealdmær gazed at Lucafiel with defiance, the silence only being broken when Arco started to speak. "well, well, well... our fae...

Twelve warriors of Lacans, alongside six slave warriors from a minor eastern tribe, marched down a narrow path of a cliffside unaware of being watched from afar. A goblin scout observed from the cover of his vantage, before rushing back to where the others were - hiding behind jagged rock...

Zavastria's words visibly amused the barbarian chieftain, whose booming laughter surmounted the cacophony of noises of hedonism surrounding them all. But the longer the chieftain laughed, the less human it began to sound; shifting from a maddened laughter to a rabid, feral cackling. The...

The Horde surrounding the Vestati delegation grew quiet as Zavastria made his demand known to all: Adanach's location. Their eyes studied each member of the delegation with intentions hidden to the newcomers; confident smirks, lascivious grins, and hateful glares pervaded among the visages of...

As the encampment's palisade gates opened Adanach's warriors stepped through, unbothered by the curious looks given to them from both Auxilia and the Vestati. Many of them reveled in the attention they were receiving, and took every opportunity they could to make crude gestures and hurl...

A day had passed since Faska announced to his tribe that they would be joining Adanach's horde. This meant Faska's reputation was tarnished, and half his army had abandoned both him and their tribe. Adanach knew this would not sit well with the goblin, and if he allowed the chieftain to be...

Adanach breathed heavily, saliva dripped from his mouth like a rabid and starving beast looking at its prey. He wanted to drive his blade right through Faska's neck, perhaps as retribution for the death and desecration of chief Otor or to help Leena achieve some sort of peace knowing the man...

Adanach's grimace was replaced with confusion for a moment, was he really asking for a duel? The barbarian chieftain knew that if he was defeated, it would stain his reputation with his horde and would lose valuable followers, but dueling is one of the most honored traditions amongst the many...

Upon hearing that sentence, Adanach clenched his fist in anger, he wanted to grab Faska by the neck and break it -- because he was absolutely right, and that infuriated him. Bjorga looked at her husbands reaction and worried what he was going to do now, but despite his anger, Adanach knew that...

Adanach grinned, genuinely amused by Faska's insult, because from a young age people compared him to a hound of some kind, it still amused him when people compared him to a wolf, or a dog. "I'm doing fi-" he tried to answer, before being rudely interrupted by Faska, who explained how well they...

As the scouting parties returned to the war camp, Adanach rode by a narrow stream towards the lone shack he had seen in the distance. The goblin woman living there must have noticed him several miles away, but did nothing about it. He stopped his horse halfway there, looking at his surroundings...

The settled peoples, from Lacans to Gantar, always feared daemons and devils and the harm they can do to a men or mer soul, but the people of the Druadach do not fear demons or angels for that matter, they only fear what they can see, and they have seen the Fae since the beginning of time. From...

When dealing with Briggun, Adanach always choose to remain expressionless and stoic, as it was tradition among the Druadach tribes when talking with the chief during times of war, but when Briggun approved of his plan to conquer Mors Gobonach, Adanach could not help but to make a wolfish grin...

Adanach listened carefully to each lieutenant as they shared their upcoming strategies, but he had little insight to offer those who would focus their attention on the southern realms. It appeared that Borok will focus his attempts in creating new subterranean paths through the mountains that...