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Post by EDM Community Theatre on Feb 6, 2023 20:41:35 GMT -5
Winter was not a merciful maiden.
The fact Hatach-Shang cared only to tithe to Garagos perhaps didn't help his chances of surviving winter. Auril spared no mercy as ever.
There was loss and desperate culling to slay-down weaker members that had to be done. All for the greater glory of his ambition. The pin wheel of chaos of his base movements have become compromised, and he knew this.
"Damn those Purples and their piglett friends. They're coming anyday now. I feel it in my bones," Hatach-Shang said to himself as he stood near the excavation site. "They'll never care to understand all this effort."
Old and lost Quasqueton was a hungry focus of the Oni. The team left, dug and pushed deep, to uncover the truths the Oni needed.
His 3 mariliths remained and an army of gorgons like never before will pose a great threat to challengers to come.
"I will complete my dream."
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Post by EDM Community Theatre on Apr 22, 2023 20:54:18 GMT -5
"My dream indeed.."
From the conflicts experienced in Cormyr to the learning curves needed: Hatach-Shang takes from Cormyr-to-the-far-east: resources and gains to battle against a deadly enemy. In due time: all would be made calm, as the Oni-ogre and his allies, among others, aid towards stabilizing the maddening conflict.
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