Dark Two was working furiously in a secret chamber located deeply in Old Doomforests. Within barrels of unidentifiable liquids, vials of strange or ominous (or both at the same time!) content and his alchemical equipment he was brewing potions and horrifying concoctions. The formula he was working on was of his predecessor's creation - plump helmets, troll bone marrow, skin of a night creature, Forgotten One's noxious excretion, a bar of soap and strawberries, for the taste and their unusual magic masking ability.
The concoction he was working on now was of a special destination - Ryukan, leader of The Order of Black Arrow in Doomforests and Imic, leader of paladinial order. Gogol's influence over Klan-Master has finally started to show, as the potion while having structure of best healing brews, had horrible effects of opening many wounds, each festering with different kind of disease. A pain of agony, burning infection of body, then a gruesome internal bleeding ending life of anyone unwary enough to drink it. An ideal poison, impossible to detect by any ordinary or unusual means.
He took a parchment with his left hand - a hand bearing undecipherable markings and glyphs, emanating with strange powers, then he took a vial with elf blood and a quill in another hand. Then he wrote. Slowly, with each word weighed out carefully.
A tragedy that even rock cries of, a tragedy that would have colossal impact on events yet to come. Inches of Torment with their army, burning village after village on their triumphant march to Doomforests. A brutal end of Doomforests is nigh!
But this doesn't have to happen! With strenght of allied leaders of each Doomforests faction should be enough to keep the fortress alive for some time. But it would be enough to rid their dark gods of power and interest over this place. A potion granting a fast recovery and unusual power would be enough to make Doomforest's safe again!
Do not fail at this important task! Quaff the potion when the time comes and meet me in Forest of Doom, so we could fight the threat together, once and for all!
The One that Binds
A copy for leaders of both orders was delivered to them through secret tunnels.
Dwarves gathered in meeting hall upon the Order's call. Dark Two took a stepladder to stand high above citizens and fellow knights, to gather more attention.
- Much has changed in the fortress as of late! - Klan-Master begins his speech to citizens in meeting hall. - There were many accounts of timeline changes noticed in Doomforests. Magic detection both mine and of my trustworthy source revealed elven witchery, accompanied by strange moves from their sinister forces and evil dieties worshipped by humans! The Order of the Ale believes that such threats against Doomforests shall be dealt with as soon as possible, thus we are allowing any citizen of our glorious settlement to attack each human or elf at a sight! This includes merchants using barter as a reason to secretly realise their dark plots, bringing werebeasts and curses with them! We will withstand, we will win the war and survive the coming of dark age!
Then Klan-Master went back to his office. His speech clearly shaken the fortress thoroughly. Coming of dark age, elven witchery, this should be enough to induce fear within citizens, and when the time comes, strike back with doubled strenght in a loyalty cascade. Vision sent by Gogol and Dark One were highly effective, leaders of other orders think that Inches of Torment, a group counting six goblins and a vampire led an enormous army towards Doomforests. Fools! Just as they have predicted. Soon Doomforests shall fall, leaving only a burning hellhole ridden with demonic crundles!
COR'SHAEL'A ETH XIORALE!
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