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Board Battles / Re: The Three-Edged Sword: Rallying to War
« Last post by Shadow Chorus on July 07, 2024, 12:38:56 PM »Gulgrim almost seems to grow bored of the banter until it becomes clear that the fight is beginning. Even afterward, as orbs of darkness rain down, Gulgrim remains uncommonly still, especially for the hulking Warboss. But though Gulgrim seemed eerily restrained, writhing around him was the energy of the WAAAGH!!!, tasting of the darkness in the air and growing more agitated and excited for the fight. Whenever an orb of darkness would close on Gulgrim and detonate, he would seem not to be there, instead being somewhere just to the side of the blast radius, just as still, though the energies around him grow ever more violent.
The prospect of an Ork, even one as unique as Gulgrim, delaying the thrill of violence could only be a buildup for something greater. As the energies of raw Orky power begin to build, the air around the Avatar of Gork and Mork starts to crackle. Despite the unnatural silence from the greatest of all Orks, the surrounding environs begin to echo with distant war drums and bellowed war cries as if closing in from far away.
Something is coming. Whether anyone outside of Gulgrim knew just how dangerous that something would be was unclear, but such a buildup of raw violent energy could only be gathered for so long before being unleashed into something truly devastating.
On the edge of hearing, as if shouted from miles away, the distant chorus began to repeat.
waaagh!!!, waaagh!!!, waaagh!!!
The prospect of an Ork, even one as unique as Gulgrim, delaying the thrill of violence could only be a buildup for something greater. As the energies of raw Orky power begin to build, the air around the Avatar of Gork and Mork starts to crackle. Despite the unnatural silence from the greatest of all Orks, the surrounding environs begin to echo with distant war drums and bellowed war cries as if closing in from far away.
Something is coming. Whether anyone outside of Gulgrim knew just how dangerous that something would be was unclear, but such a buildup of raw violent energy could only be gathered for so long before being unleashed into something truly devastating.
On the edge of hearing, as if shouted from miles away, the distant chorus began to repeat.
waaagh!!!, waaagh!!!, waaagh!!!