NationStates Jolt Archive


A change of pace ((FT, Open))

Naggeroth
05-01-2005, 06:22
In his new tower, Makalith sat, listening to the slaves screaming from the temples. He shivered, thinking how close he had been to that fate. His forces had nearly come out in the middle of the sun after the Black crusade, but they had done their task. He had never cared about the men he had taken, but the numbers dead had shocked him. more then thirty million. After ten years his people had still not recovered. He knew, in his heart, the Druchii where crumbling. He felt wanted to do something, but every ship had been destroyed in that ill ventured crusade, the prize never falling in their grasp.

THe Messanger came bursting in around Dawn, his eyes wide with fear.
"Milord" He said quickly. "A message came from one of the northern cities, they fell under attack by an unknown force that have lived on world, they are already street to street." He looked wild in fear, nothing should be living on the planet, yet it was.

Makalith mustered the south armies, barely numbering five hundred thousand and marched north. What would await them would have been better off dead. The city was covered with dead bodies, the walls where washed with blood. None could understand what happened, but even from here they could see that something had eaten the bodies. ALl of a sudden Makalkith was frightned. WHat did this?

He was soon answered by a scream from the sky, as the enemy came down, cutting through the troops with plasma fire. Soon the Druchii force was scattered, and Makalith dead. THe enemy soon returned to the feild, they would not move for weeks, they had food to last that long. They did however send a message to the universe.

-A new power is rising on the Planet Naggeroth, we have suffered by the Druchii for more then twenty thousand years. We now make or stand. We implore the people of the universe to help wahs away the stain that is the Druchii. Help us, and we will help you in one way or another.

High Mother Ryell.-
Lessr Tsurani
05-01-2005, 08:08
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Naggeroth
06-01-2005, 02:31
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Naggeroth
06-01-2005, 08:17
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Naggeroth
07-01-2005, 03:02
Bump!
Chronosia
08-01-2005, 04:12
Marcus De Drakan read the message with a growing contempt; eyes blazing. His Druichii allies cut down so quickly, but this new power....perhaps....perhaps it could aid him.

- I am Marcus De Drakan, Lord of Chaos, Master of the Chronosian Imperium. I had dealings with the race you exterminated; and would have dealings with you. If you have my allegience here, I will have yours in other things"
Naggeroth
08-01-2005, 06:31
The Wise Mother watched as the Lyrinx crushed the last city. Now mearly a few surrvivors lived in the hills, fearful to desend. The wise mother looked at her people as they feasted on the dead. The remaining bodies where stored in huge cooling vats, to be eaten at another time. She smiled, the ones in the hills would breed, but they would watch them, make sure they did not number sufficiently to come back. She was just finishing the thought when the message communication beeped. She read it and then a grin crossed her lips, showing lots of razor sharp grey teeth.

-Ah, Marcus De Drakan, we have been awaiting your message. Yes, we will help you. Our people are devoted followers of Tzeentch, the Lord of change, and wish to help liberate your people. Already our fleshformers have begun to work in silence not known before.

Wise Mother Liett-