Gonna draw your last breaths, at the end of our Mek’Leths

Sirius · 08-13-2023, 02:32 PM

The Warlord led his wolves to the territory Dread had scouted for him not that long ago. It was land that the Warlord knew intimately, and had spent many years exploring. The Dove Island Archipelago had once been a second home to him. Now, he and his wolves arrived as dawn began to touch the sky. Hints of orange broke apart the shadows, and burned across a faint brush of mist rising and hissing from the cool pre-winter grass. Checking his surroundings, he motioned to his wolves and led the way across the land bridge, before spreading out into the main Island. Crossing the territory of the Raiders Hollow without so much as a hesitation.

He waited until his wolves were across the scent markers before he raised his head and sounded out his challenge. The deep baritone rolled out before him, sending a flurry of birds into the dawning sky. A summoning's for the Raiders leader. He imagined, with some amusement, that the early hour might catch them with their pants down and heads to their pillows. Face stretched into a smile with no kindness, he searched for his first opponent.

"Speech"

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Gonna draw your last breaths, at the end of our Mek’Leths

ARMADA RAID

Sirius