| 11-06-2007, 01:13 AM | #1 |
Blood... Pain... Death... The words used for the clans, my clans... The Empire has practically cursed my people, those who came to me when they were hunted down: Gnolls, Orcs, Ogres, Trolls Our ancestors had come from another world, seeking land and a prosperous future, away from the demonic lords of the Outer Worlds. Then, all of a sudden, they came, calling us heathens and monstrosities I guess our reputation had preceded us. Now in the cold of the mountains we bring out a living that no man would take if given the choice Damn those Humans and Elves!! Burning and slaughtering wherever they see our kind, and if sent, an Emissary will find no mercy there. So for now, I shall wait, and so shall the clans Yet not any clan, The Blood Clans |