Recent content by Ordoğeşh Al-Diabh

Hissing, like the dying rodden, far too inflicted by plague and a myriad illnesses, all conjoined in a chorus of ooze and spit and blistering pain, no longer felt by the dead nerves beneath the torn cadaver. The scent of Plague cracked and openned, like the gaping wound, now exposing the...

The She-Demon laughed to the sound of that. Karina's roaring was a taunt addressed to a heartless being, far to wicked to see any of her words as anything more than mockery of mortality. "Soldiers!? Shepherd? Honour?" she laughed. A demoniac cackling pierced the ear, like a sound birthed in...

The fire engulfed the damned creatures, Karina's strikes casting each away, left to fight against the air in desperate attempts to banish the flame that consumed them, until each fell silent, charred and hollow. The champion's presence alone gave will to the soldiers of Bjorn, who stood up...

The stallion was bound by reins of skin. Its hide septic, swollen and oozing as its metallic hooves caved the soil on its wake. Feathers and scalps made the dress, a chaos of twisted fabric that usurped the very mount like barding. The eyes of the she-rider, greenish and vile, observed from the...

The road to the ship was long. Too long. The darkness cast by the thick looming storm above made it all the more difficult to trace the path. The stench of rot was unbearable. The trees of whos branches once cast a shadow over the dirt road, now hung in black miasma, their leaves lost to the...

Gaping Maw of Decay. Endless Sea of Tears. The wind blew from the North, carrying a stench so foul, the very flowers, once blooming, now fell to rot. The blight took form in septic flesh and exposed tissue, barely twitching alive in each motion. Wings flapped, casting shrapnels of their own...

The land was laid by black mold. Inbetween the stone-stacked fences, what once were swelling crops had turned to rotting crops, emitting a stench so strong it caused a piercing sensation in the nostrils. The peasant hutts were abandoned, wooden doors creacking half-openned by the blow of the...

The Wind of Plague spreads... Bane of War... Bane of Souls... All the Kraken Sea Boils to the sound of War Drums! The entire shoreline of Ust Ulis was consumed by a gargantuan cumulonimbus that cast a shadow as far as the eye could see, climbing up the skies so high one could feel it as a...