“When Ghoul’s Hope fell to the orruks of the Hungering Steppe, we were thought lost to our liege, Herr Fritz Nueghul of Ventoleo. We wandered the old paths of Ghur and would find ourselves in the presence of our righteous and noble King Leopold and Queen Talnya. We rejoiced and feasted in our good favor and accompanied their armies back to Ventoleo, in Hysh. We were then made known of the plight of the wealthy and powerful floating city of Khardihr. Naturally the promise of wealth and treasure is good for the coffers of the temples and banks of Ventoleo, but we want something greater. We want the thrill of the hunt, to make the realms more livable for those who are weaker in physical strength than us.”
“For our Lord and Lady! Honor is All! Chivalry is All! Good folk of Khardihr! My Ghouls-at-Arms and I will be your flaming arrow in your quiver.”
Duel at the End of Ash and Sigils
He tasted blood, and he spit it out. Beside him, Xshaeta’s head was hanging limp. Isthubar turned his neck towards the Blightking, hissing at him.With extreme effort, he staggered to his feet. An ugly, blubbering belly laugh greeted him as he once more faced the...
