GLACIEM & AMENTI

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So proudly his chest would inflate as they would file, yielding to his call in a mannerism no less than to be expected from beings of such class. In their choice to serve him they would not be disappointed, it was a confident promise as limbs would shift steadily atop his throne of wood; just as the day he had set claim to the land, gold fingers of wealth would crawl up the base of the fallen tree, slithering so effortlessly, coiling about his feet until The King were laced by the invisible gold of his prosperity. Pale lips would tweak into a flurry of pleasure as he allowed each arrival his brief moment of eye-contact, a fleeting reward to each of them for obeying his wishes. Sendoa would steal by, her dark pelt skimming against his own as an affectionate bump of his nose would be sent to her nape as she passed. Soon then, his queen would come to stand by his side, so proud he would be, pressing his weight to her shoulder as quite fittingly, both leaders would gaze out among the array of war-bound individuals. Extended tail would flick about his haunches as he identified all faces; about to speak when Canttina would arrive, her overly confident presence sending a clench of dissatisfaction to his jaws, but he would contain himself, for she were his ally, and she gathered to present her assistance. Her would offer her only the return of her name as she presented herself, a brief mutter of acknowledgement as his attentiosn would again shift to his people, and to the women of Amenti. ?Come, eat,? his gaze would fall to the elk duo that lay by his feet, the steam of their fading body warmth dancing from the wounds amidst their flesh, ?Lightly! Do not gorge yourselves; for at the first break of sun we will unite, our strength and our relentlessness will guide us to a triumph. Prepare body and mind for battle with the feeble Valhallan?s- their numbers far outweigh us, but their power and drive fizzles inadequately at their meagre paws. Barely the children of wretched flies, they are no more than writhing maggots atop sun-dried soil- your vigour and your might will crush their grotesque bodies with the weight of your determination.? Assertively he would feed their prides; perhaps it would not be as easy as it so sounded. Alas, he would force them to believe, to push their brains to fuel their bodies, for the mind could not drive them to victory if it did not trust, ?Glaciem and Amenti will slaughter Valhalla and all who stand to arms against us, you will not doubt us, for defeat is not an option.?