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Failure to comply to these guidelines will result in treason, which is punishable by death.The Old Horror (G)“Now, if you don’t eat your (plump helmets/bran quinoa/raw horse meat/thy enemy’s foot) for dinner, you know what’ll happen. The Old Horror is going to come to your bed at night, and he’ll carry you away to Baldmaligned. And you know what they do to little children there…”~ An old threat often used by desperate parents of all species throughout the landThe Old Horror is the largest civilization in the world, with population numbers almost twice as high as the next civilization (currently the Lies). The metropolis of Baldmaligned is similarly massive, housing nearly two thousand citizens of various races and captivity status. Endless dark pits, trenches and prisons, all converge on a glowing spire of slade – the Occult Castle. Here lies the throne of the flame demon Ngul Skinnedscratches, Dreamweaver.
As with all goblin civilizations, there is an undercurrent of violence and cruelty running through the Old Horror. Left alone, goblin groups tend to fizzle out soon after fighting one too many wars. Yet Ngul has tempered this natural bloodlust with much pragmatism throughout his rule, forging the Horror into a blade of cold sharp precision. A blade that has already driven two elven queendoms to the brink of extinction: the Lark of Stops and the Dutiful Nature.
Both were thriving elven civilizations at the dawn of creation. Like all elves, they were also stupidly proud with their ethics and moralities. They should have known better than to anger the Old Horror, what more over petty issues like the value of truthfulness. Elves!
Unbelievable.Each time the Old Horror would invade, with terrifying casualties on both sides, and each time the elves would hurriedly extend a peace offer. Any other goblin civilization would have wiped them out there and then in a bitter war, but Ngul chose not to. He decided to accept the peace offers – but only in return for elf prisoners (mostly children). In the year 50, when the elven sites were finally drained and their populace non-existent, the Old Horror had marched into their forests and took over with very little resistance, accompanied by the former elves of the land.
Currently the elves of the Dutiful Nature are left with their final World Tree at Flowertrailed, and a little human town they’ve somehow managed to take over. Hemmed between the humans and the Old Horror, they won’t last long. Soon they will follow the way of their brethren, the Basic Season.
The Lark of Stops have at least tried to make a last stand. It’s not a bad one by any means. Sensesmiles may be their only remaining settlement, but Queen Masami has summoned every last elf and beast to protect their World Tree. It is now the second-largest city after Baldmaligned, housing nearly half of the world’s flagging elven population. There is only question as to whether this will be enough, considering that Sensesmiles is a mere two days away from Baldmaligned.
It seems as though the Old Horror is finally flexing its might after decades worth of build-up. Across the region, there is a very real worry regarding Ngul’s actions after the demise of the elven civilizations. As such, our worst fears were confirmed last year when the Old Horror began laying siege to Scorchedcrafted, the crown fortress of the Light Galley.
If their attention turns to us next… I fear that we might not be able to survive. Nor will any other dwarven civilization that has the misfortune to be targeted by the Old Horror.