Es war seit ein paar Stunden dunkel, langsam trat Gropra mit seinen zwei Leibwächtern auf die Lichtung auf der schon einige Orks saßen, sie hatten Kriegstrommeln dabei, Gropra entzündete mehrere Flammen. Und fing leise an Worte zu murmeln.
Er warf ein paar Seltsame Pulversorten in das Feuer so das mal die ein dann die andere Flamme höher züngelte.
Dann stimmten die Orks in eine art Chor ein und fingen an auf den Trommeln zu spielen. Ein leichtes Dröhnen war über die Lichtung zu hören. Gropra tanzte um die Flammen und fing an mit den Stock seltsame Zeichen in die Luft zu malen. Schneller immer Schneller. Dann Stampfte er mit den Stock auf. Urplötzlich wurde das Dröhnen der Trommeln lauter, immer Lauter. Es hallte durch den Wald. Und durch die Strassen der Stadt. Dann fingen die Orks an zu schreien. Und durch den Zauber getragen war es so als ständen sie unmittelbar vor den Stadttoren. Orks... immer wieder hallten die Kriegsschreie durch die Stadt "HOARDÄÄÄ HOARDÄÄÄ" war zu hören in den Strassen Trollsbanes, laute Schreie und kettengerassel sowie Kampfeslärm. Doch Woher, konnte man nicht erkennen. Auf einmal tauchten in den Strassen Trugbilder auf, Bilder von wilden Orks mit Schwertern die durch die Straßen ziehen. Lachend, schreiend und tobend rannten sie die Gassen entlang und verschwanden mal hier mal da an den Häusern und tauchten irgendwo anders wieder auf. Der Lärm war ohrenbetäubend. Kriegstrommeln... Geschrei. Gropra der das Ritual vollzog lachte, und selbst dieses Lachen hallte in den Strassen wieder. Laut und deutlich und furchtbar hämisch.
Das ganze dauerte nicht lange. Und Gropra stampfte Geschwächt, ein zweites mal mit den Stock auf, und der Lärm und die Erscheinungen verschwanden aus der Stadt so schnell wie sie gekommen waren. Gropra sank auf die Knie, diese Beschwörung kostete ihn viel Kraft. Aber seine Macht wuchs. Bald würde es soweit sein. Schnell standen die Orks von der Lichtung auf, und gingen, Gropra musste sich abermals auf einen seiner beiden Leibwächter stützen und schnellen schrittes räumten sie dich Lichtung nur das Zertrampelte Gras und die reste der Feuer zeigten das sie hier waren.
Bilder des Schreckens/pictures of scare
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Gropra Kraef
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Bilder des Schreckens/pictures of scare
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Gropra Kraef
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((Sorry but my english is not the best, but i tried to translate the post in English))
It was dark since a few hours, Gropra walked slowly to the clearance where some orcs where sitting on the ground.
The orcs where sitting in front of some war drums. Gropra inflamed a few fires, and starts to mumble silent words.
He throws some strange sorts oder pulver into the flames, so that some flames burning higher than others.
After that, the orcs began to sing in chorus, and starts also to play the drums. A light drumming noise was to her about the clearance. Gropra dances around the flames and started to draw strange signs in the air. Then he tramped with his staff on the ground. Apruptly the drumming noise becomes loud and louder. It sounds through the forest and the streets of the town. Then the orcs bagan to scream, and carryed by the enchantment it sounds like the orc stands in front of the town gates. orc.. again and again the war crys sounds through the town „HOARDÄÄÄÄ HOARDÄÄÄ“ was to hear in the streets of trollsbane, loud screems and the rattling of chains as well as the sound of a big battle. But from where wasn’t to detect.
At once phantoms of orcs appeared in the streetst. Phantoms of wild orcs with sword wich where depredate the town. Laughing, screeming and raging they ran along the lanes and dissapeared on some places and apeared on other places again. The Noise was ear piercing. War drums, sreemings. Gropra, who performed the ritual, laughs. And even theese loughter was to hear in the streets. Loud and clearly it was to hear and terrible sardonic.
This all takes not long, and gropra tramped again weak on the ground with his staff. The phantoms dissapeared as fast as they where come. Gropra sank on his knees, the ritual was hard for him, but his power growth. Soon the time would come, the storm of the orcs will begin.
The orc stands up and cleared the clearance quickly, only the trampled grass and the ashes of the fire where a sign that the orces where here.
It was dark since a few hours, Gropra walked slowly to the clearance where some orcs where sitting on the ground.
The orcs where sitting in front of some war drums. Gropra inflamed a few fires, and starts to mumble silent words.
He throws some strange sorts oder pulver into the flames, so that some flames burning higher than others.
After that, the orcs began to sing in chorus, and starts also to play the drums. A light drumming noise was to her about the clearance. Gropra dances around the flames and started to draw strange signs in the air. Then he tramped with his staff on the ground. Apruptly the drumming noise becomes loud and louder. It sounds through the forest and the streets of the town. Then the orcs bagan to scream, and carryed by the enchantment it sounds like the orc stands in front of the town gates. orc.. again and again the war crys sounds through the town „HOARDÄÄÄÄ HOARDÄÄÄ“ was to hear in the streets of trollsbane, loud screems and the rattling of chains as well as the sound of a big battle. But from where wasn’t to detect.
At once phantoms of orcs appeared in the streetst. Phantoms of wild orcs with sword wich where depredate the town. Laughing, screeming and raging they ran along the lanes and dissapeared on some places and apeared on other places again. The Noise was ear piercing. War drums, sreemings. Gropra, who performed the ritual, laughs. And even theese loughter was to hear in the streets. Loud and clearly it was to hear and terrible sardonic.
This all takes not long, and gropra tramped again weak on the ground with his staff. The phantoms dissapeared as fast as they where come. Gropra sank on his knees, the ritual was hard for him, but his power growth. Soon the time would come, the storm of the orcs will begin.
The orc stands up and cleared the clearance quickly, only the trampled grass and the ashes of the fire where a sign that the orces where here.