Kabal of the Silent Death

[LesserEvil]

Intro Fluff...

Intro #1

Stirring within its ancient walls a long lost evil has finally awakened. Rising through the deep dark haze of sleep it stirred. One slandering gleaming hand reached out of the coffin like bed that has protected it for generations, the hand flexed as if surprised to find itself in such a state then grasped the razor sharp edge of the coffin. A small stream of blood rushed down the golden sarcophagus. Pulling him self out of the near death sleep Gavrie Vi'Tlnuv finally emerged from his restful slumber into the deadly ales of Commorragh. Awakened to rebuild what was one’s his, to strike fear into the hearts of his long dead enemies. The Kabal of Silent Death has finally re-emerged.

Intro #2

Walking along the dark dreary ales Gavrie Vi'Tlnuv marveled at the changes within the dark city. Mandrakes no longer hid in every shadow, screams were less and less frequent. Many faces and actions were absent. “It seams we have fallen on hard times…” mused Gavrie “I wonder what my replacement has been up to….” Walking through the shadows Gavrie heard a low whisper and a small bunch of ugly grunting shapes emerged from the shadows. “Ugh grotesques, I hate grotesques!” exclaimed Gavrie “But ill forgive this little slip, after all you must have woken me for a good reason. Come out Kal’Idashi I know you are here!” Stepping out of the shadows a bent twisted shape of a Homoclious appeared it smiled and said “Oh master so good of you to awaken so promptly. I have waited for a long time as you told me… I have been patient… and I have grave news…” it whispered as both figures disappeared into the shadows.

[LesserEvil]

Part 1

Slowly walking down the dark gloomy hallway of what used to be his Kabal. Gavrie Vi'Tlnuv’s mood grew darker and darker. “How could things have fallen so far? Who was responsible? How am I to fix this?” such thoughts clouded his mind filling his head with dark premonitions, gloom and despair. Kal’Idashi C’altul walked besides him, keeping a silent vigil, while his tortured creations stumbled ahead and behind them. Everywhere there were signs of hard battles that were fought inside the walls of his Kabal. The details of slaughter and betray were evident by the dark stains of blood and the markings of splinter and blaster fire. As they moved through the twisting passageways the two silent visitors neared Gavrie Vi'Tlnuv’s throne room. Both of the visitors realized that the battles here were by far the fiercest, most desperate and bloodiest of the entire battle.

They pausing to look around the large rune carved double doors that marked the entrance to the throne room. The doors were heavily marked by blaster fire and demolition charges, yet still they stood, a tribute to their builders. Only here the full impact of the battle hit Gavrie Vi'Tlnuv’s, he staggered as the full weight of every death hit him. His troops fought bravely, yet they were outnumbered out gunned and out maneuvered. His warriors fought hard trying to protect him, trusting him to come out and join them in glorious battle, to drive back the invaders, to make them pay. Only in their last moments before the final betrayal did the warriors realize that no help was coming, and that they were trapped in a death zone, they sold their lives dearly even as the enemy poured in. Not a single one of his warriors survived, yet they inflicted a heavy toll on their attackers.

[Hellbrass Odesseron]

Cool, I wouldnt mind seeing where its going though. Any change of more soon?

[LesserEvil]

Yep will add more, it just takes me a while with 30+ hours of work each week as well as other items i dont have much time to write. But i have a clearing next week so ill add a page or two.

[LesserEvil]

Part I v II

As archon Gavrie Vi'Tlnuv stared at the large rune carved double doors, he heard Kal’Idashi wheeze slightly. For the first time Gavrie saw how old his trusted friend had become. Slowly he realized, that it must have been hard to live on after he had vanished. The archon said “It must have really been slim pickings for you after I had vanished in order for you to age so”. The homologous smiled; his smile was never a pleasant sight to see. Yet now it became twice as hideous as his rotting flesh, crooked teeth, and hungry eyes formed into what could only be described as a predatory smile. The homologous said “Yes master, things have been harder since you had left… my reserves have almost ran out… and I must admit I … I hesitate to alert the others to my… to our… to your presence…” Gavrie only laughed, reaching out his hand to his friend, he put his hand on his old friends shoulder saying, “Never fear soon we shall feast on the souls of our enemies, and my Kabal shall rise again.” Turning back to the door Gavrie Vi'Tlnuv put both his slender hands on the ancient runic carvings of the double doors and he pushed…