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    Kurgan Missive

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    Helmut observed his lord preparing a ritual involving blood symbols and flames. Helmut had visions of coming carnage and suffering, indicating retribution. Word had reached them of a dark pact between four kings to destroy Helmut's lord using a terrible beast. Temukin entered the ritual unafraid and called out with thunderous voice over hills and valleys towards their targets. Disembodied voices joined in a terrible chorus declaring the kings' treachery has strengthened Chaos and doomed the kings, who will reap what they have sown. Helmut smiled, knowing all was going according to plan.

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    Helmut observed his lord preparing a ritual involving blood symbols and flames. Helmut had visions of coming carnage and suffering, indicating retribution. Word had reached them of a dark pact between four kings to destroy Helmut's lord using a terrible beast. Temukin entered the ritual unafraid and called out with thunderous voice over hills and valleys towards their targets. Disembodied voices joined in a terrible chorus declaring the kings' treachery has strengthened Chaos and doomed the kings, who will reap what they have sown. Helmut smiled, knowing all was going according to plan.

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    Helmut observed his lord preparing a ritual involving blood symbols and flames. Helmut had visions of coming carnage and suffering, indicating retribution. Word had reached them of a dark pact between four kings to destroy Helmut's lord using a terrible beast. Temukin entered the ritual unafraid and called out with thunderous voice over hills and valleys towards their targets. Disembodied voices joined in a terrible chorus declaring the kings' treachery has strengthened Chaos and doomed the kings, who will reap what they have sown. Helmut smiled, knowing all was going according to plan.

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    Helmut observed his lord preparing a ritual involving blood symbols and flames. Helmut had visions of coming carnage and suffering, indicating retribution. Word had reached them of a dark pact between four kings to destroy Helmut's lord using a terrible beast. Temukin entered the ritual unafraid and called out with thunderous voice over hills and valleys towards their targets. Disembodied voices joined in a terrible chorus declaring the kings' treachery has strengthened Chaos and doomed the kings, who will reap what they have sown. Helmut smiled, knowing all was going according to plan.

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    “I fear all we have done is to

    awaken a sleeping dragon and


    fill him with a terrible resolve.”
    - Yamamoto of Nippon –

    Helmut observed his lord from the tree-line. He could easily identify the swirling patterns
    of power coalescing around his outstretched hands, as he prepared for the ritual. Blood
    soaked the ground in intricate lines, which befuddled his mind despite his extensive
    knowledge of the arcane. Half-formed symbols in an otherworldly tongue danced above
    them, rapidly growing in size and number, before suddenly igniting in a conflagration of
    hungry flames. He shuddered despite himself. His vision had shown him what would
    come next. The images had been a confusing torrent of carnage and suffering, but the
    feeling they invoked had been crystal-clear: retribution.

    Word of the conspiracy had reached them long ago, a dark pact between four worthless
    curs that would dare call themselves kings. A treacherous union sealed with the blood of
    an elf sorceress, intent on destroying his lord through the efforts of a terrible beast. A
    creature of the aethyr no less! Helmut chuckled at the sheer audacity of beseeching the
    eldritch forces beyond the veil to slay a champion of the ruinous powers. The brazen
    fools sought to control something which was inherently uncontrollable. Their wanton
    ignorance had sealed their fate.

    Temukin thrice-cursed, High Zar of the Yusak, entered the circle unafraid of the
    multicolored flames now dancing around the ritual pit. As he reached the center, he
    stopped, lifting his hands to the heavens. With an unnaturally thunderous voice, visibly
    shaking from the effort it took him to control the forces rampaging through his body, his
    words carried across the clearing. Over the hills and eddying through the valleys, they
    sought the targets of his uncontrolled rage.

    His voice was not alone though. In unison, others rang through the clearing. A shrill wail,
    at first almost imperceptible, grew in intensity until it eclipsed even the High Zar’s own
    booming roar. Disembodied voices, chanting through incorporeal throats, making the
    heavens shake and the ground crack as if nature itself rebelled at the terrible chorus:
    “Awaken ye petty kings of sandcastles, fangless vipers and wretched animals all; I have
    gazed into your black hearts, fueled only by the basest of ambitions and desires, and have
    found them wanting. In your treachery, you sought our undoing in the darkest of
    magics.”
    - Helmut had faintly heard the High Zar say “my”, but the multitude of harsh voices
    reverberating through the air screeched “our”, drowning out the lone word uttered in
    Temukin’s real voice –

    “But, you failed to recognize the fatal flaw in your pathetic plan. Through your actions
    you turn ever closer towards the darkness, nourishing and strengthening us, as we
    consume more of your immortal souls. You are condemned by your own hand, and we
    will gladly reap the rewards. We see all, we are all, we are the cold sweat upon your
    brow as you hear these words, the chill of the early morning creeping up your spine, the
    nascent end of your existence, hear these words and tremble at our name. We are Chaos,
    and we are inevitable.”
    - Helmut’s mouth twisted into a humorless smile, as his soft whisper broke the deafening
    silence that followed. –

    All according to plan.

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